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Hymn of the Immortals

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Truth (Instrumental)

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Electronic rock about a two dimensional man protecting the world from within a comic book. Heck yes techno.

Paper Man (The Ballad Of The)

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The choir has been assembled, the synthetic symphony activated, and the ancient psalter opened; the "Psalms of Zion" are ready to be sung. This modern hymn brings worship past the present, into the future, and back to the Biblical source of Christian praise. Combining Psalms one and two and Revelation twenty-one, "Psalms of Zion" clearly presents the Christian hope and reminds us why we worship.
 
lyrics

Lyrics: 
Lord, we will contemplate your law and we will love it all. 
And those who hate your ways and scoff at you in time will fall. 
You bless your saints as flowing streams refresh the blossomed tree. 
Like withered husks on wind the wicked flee. 

 Rejoice! Rejoice! 
 Our King Christ Jesu, 
 Reigns in Zion, 
 From His ancient throne and makes all things new. 

 Why do the nations rage and gentiles plan their plots in vain, 
 Against Messiah who will break them with his iron cane? 
 O, kiss the Son of God, wise rulers, make his wrath be still. 
 Rejoice with trembling on his Holy Hill. 

 Rejoice! Rejoice! 
 Our King Christ Jesu, 
 Reigns in Zion, 
 From His ancient throne and makes all things new. 

How lovely are your gates, O Zion, shining like the day. 
And they shall never shut; your enemies have fled away. 
Your red-robed King has conquered Satan, hell and death and sin. 
O kings and nations bring your glory in. 

 Rejoice! Rejoice! 
 Our King Christ Jesu, 
 Reigns in Zion, 
 From His ancient throne and makes all things new.

released 22 August 2014  
Written, performed, recorded, and produced by Jotham David Parker. Cover art by Jotham Davvid Parker

Executive producer: D. G. Parker 

Copyright 2014 Jotham David Parker All rights reserved.

Psalms Of Zion

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Poetic lyrics combine a mellow vocal style to create a vivid and relaxing musical landscape. Add unique melodies and unconventional instrumentation and you have a song that's just the right amount of different. Turn it up and take it easy.
 
lyrics

Lyrics: 
 My living towers bend to the west, 
 I rest on my balcony bright. 

 My spires, lean back to the east, 
 I feast, on the mead of delight. 

 The world, 
 It sways, it sways. 

 I sing, 
 For days, for days. 

 I watch over my fields of sky, 
 And spy where the sundrops will splash. 

 My eyes, catch the sights crystalline, 
 I’ve seen, every facet and flash. 

 The world, 
 It sways, it sways. 

 I sing, 
 For days, for days. 

 As the drowsy sun-bird folds up his rays, 
 I gaze at the jewels in the sky. 

 The stars, altogether they sing, 
 I spring and among them I fly. 

 The world, 
 It sways, it sways. 

 I sing, 
 For days, for days.
 
credits

Written, Arranged, Recorded, and Performed by Jotham David Parker.  Cover by Jotham David Parker

 Executive Producer: D. G. Parker

Fall Of The Summer King

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Lyrics
Verse 1.
Long ago, through ice and snow,
Three noble brothers trod.

They moved not fast through icy blast,
and slipped on every clod.

The cold wind cried “Their hope has died!”
And through their souls did blow.

When their hope had died the youngest spied,
a warm and cheerful glow.


He set his face and pressed his pace,
and ere long did he see.

Warm twinklings  twain, one in a pane,
and one atop a tree.

He approached a door he knew for sure,
was not upon his map.

Kissed by the glow ‘neath mistletoe,
he gave a hearty rap.

The door swung wide. The man inside,
Fair shouted “Welcome, guest!”

“Please take your ease, and warm your knees,
and by my fire be blessed.”

He brought them meat and cider sweet,
and tea and buttered bread.

He filled each plate, then stood up straight,
And said. And said.

God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay.
Remember Christ our Savior,
Was born on Christmas Day;
To save us all from Satan’s power,
Which long had gone astray.

Chorus:
O tidings of comfort and joy!
Comfort and joy!
O tidings of comfort and joy!

Verse 2.
They warmed their bones and hummed the tones,
Their kind host sweetly sang.

They ate and drank and God did thank,
Until sweet Matins rang.

To humble bed each one was lead,
Up in a cozy loft.

On nests of hay each brother lay,
Beneath spun sheep’s wool soft.

All through the night their dreams were light,
And joyous scenes of fun.

Good saints at rest and brightly dressed,
Played ‘neath a Winter sun.

At Prime they rose and donned the clothes,
Their host had picked for each.
 
Then broke their fast on warm repast,
Of pies, pear, plum and, peach.

And then outside the middle spied,
Their host beneath the tree.

Knee-deep in snow he cried “What ho!”
Come out and work by me!”

So brightest gems they hung from stems,
and bundled wreaths to hang.

To speed their craft o’er icy draft,
They sang. They sang.

In Bethlehem, in Jury,
The blessed Babe was born,
And laid within a manger,
Upon this blessed morn;
Of which His mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn.

Chorus.

From God our heavenly Father,
The blessed angel came.
And unto certain shepherds,
Brought glad tidings of the same,
In Bethlehem was born a king,
The Son of God by name.

Chorus.

Verse 3.
The last jewel perched, the four men lurched,
‘Gainst Winter’s windy howl.

Their breath did freeze and from the trees,
They heard a throaty growl.

Indoors they fled, hearts full of dread,
And fear of snow and beast.

Then someone said “Why should we dread?”
“Instead let’s have a feast!”

They soldiered up and raised a cup,
To battle quite delicious

With gravy spoons, these brave dragoons,
soon fortified their dishes.

The battle raged with cheese well-aged,
and scones and clotted cream.

But as they dined the fell wind wined,
Then rose into a scream.

(What was that? I don’t know. It was right outside the door.)

And soon enough, despite their bluff,
The brothers shook and trembled.

For right outside, the eldest spied,
An army all assembled.

There fiends did drool and goblins cruel,
beat hard upon the door.

But with compose, the old man rose,
Up like a lion to roar.

Fear not, then said the Angel,
Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Savior,
Of virtue, power, and might;
So frequently to vanquish all,
The friends of Satan quite;

Chorus

The shepherds at those tidings,
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a feeding,
In tempest, storm, and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightway,
This blessed babe to find.

Chorus.

Verse 4.
Their hearts now steeled, the brothers wheeled,
Straight to the blazing Yule.

They filled their hand with burning brands,
To fend, freak, fiend, and ghoul.

Outside they burst to face the worst,
The demons had to throw.

With breath that reeked, each goblin shrieked,
And fled across the snow.

The four men chased, but soon outpaced,
They searched among the brush.

A rustlingfelt, the old man knelt,
And signaled all to hush.

The torches blazed, the brothers raised,
Them high for blows and knocks.

Brush pushed aside, the old man spied,
A shivering baby ox!

With gentle laugh, they brought the calf,
Back to the old man’s cottage.

They wrapped him like a little tyke,
And fed him hay and pottage.

The oxling mooed for beets well-stewed,
While the brothers scratched his head.

The old man fed the fire bright red,
And said. And said.

But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereas this infant lay
They found him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray:

Chorus.

With sudden joy and gladness
The shepherds were beguiled,
To see the Babe of Israel,
Before His mother mild,
O then with joy and cheerfulness
Rejoice, each mother's child.

Chorus.

Verse 5.
The storm increased, but man and beast,
Stayed cozy in their home.

They ate good meat and warmed their feet,
And read the Sacred Tome.

They taught tricks, now, to their young cow,
And pet his hide quite hairy.

And all along they sang their song,
And wished eachother merry.

Twelve days in all, the screaming squall,
Laid snowdrifts all around.

The road o’ertopped, all travel stopped,
Wherever it was bound.

Epiphany day not far away,
The sun shone in the sky.

The roads now good, the brothers stood,
To say their long goodbye.

But hearts were pained and silence reigned.
No words seemed worthy then,

To tell the good and brotherhood,
The five shared in that den.

But silence broke. The old man spoke,
With joy but with a pang.

There by the door, he smiled once more,
And sang. And sang.

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood,
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas,
All others doth efface.

(The brothers replied.)

God bless the ruler of this house,
And send him long to reign,
And many a merry Christmas
May live to see again;
Among your friends and kindred
That live both far and near.

That God send you a happy new year,
Happy new year,
And God send you a happy new year.

Epilogue.
And so the three noble brothers continued their merry journey, and everywhere they visited, to anyone who would listen, they sang the song they learned from their kind host, which we sing to this very day. The end. Merry Christmas. And God bless you all.

"God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen" - Traditional, Arranged by Jotham David Parker
Twelve Days of Christmas" - Traditional
"The Legend of the Three Brothers" by Jotham David Parker
Written, Recorded. Performed and Produced by Jotham David Parker.
Christmas centerpiece for cover by Peggy Parker and Sueanne Parker.
Cover Art by Jotham David Parker
Executive Producer - D. G. Parker


Jotham David Parker - God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen - The Legend Of The Three Brothers

Hip Hop Monopoly (Rock It Porperly) WIP

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Holy, Holy, High and Holy (Psalm 57 Mix)

Holy, Holy, High and Holy

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Stream Theme (My Love)

Grab a kite, eat some taffy, and leave your worries behind. Come to sunny Sandal Town!

lyrics

Where the roads are all ending with seagulls ascending I slow down. 
 Salty breeze in my nose and a girl with a rose for me here in Sandal Town. 
 White wood to the left and shells to the right past taffy shops and flocks of kites. 
 Come dance with me, baby, take-a hand we'll grind the sand down here in Sandal Town. 

 I walk to the end of the world and descend just to cool down. 
 With a neck that is hot and a girl in the water waves here in Sandal Town. 
 Waves come and visit, waves run away, we chase them down and swim all day. 
 We can walk miles of beach with no one around or meet the friendly folks of Sandal Town. 

 See all the people slavin' away with work and school and noise all day. 
 Well, if Sneaker City's gettin' you down, then grab your friends and come to Sandal Town. 
 (And come to Sandal Town, Town) 

 A-well my fingers are wrinkled, the sun is all pink as it slides down. 
 Golden sparks from a pit and a girl just to sit with me here in Sandal Town. 
 The stars blink-a-blink-a-blink to the beat, the moon strolls down his silver street. 
 The sand is so soft that we'll just doze off 'til morning comes again in Sandal Town. 

 Where the roads are all ending with seagulls ascending I slow down.

credits

released March 29, 2016 
Words, music, engineering, producing, and cover art by Jotham David Parker. 

 Executive Producer: D. G. Parker. 

Sandal Town

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"I will praise you, LORD, among the peoples. In every land, LORD, I will sing your praise." Jotham David Parker hopes to follow the Psalmist's example and bring God's praise and the breathtakingly beautiful imagery of Psalm 57 to today's peoples. Jotham renders Psalm 57's drama afresh with a new, poetic paraphrase. "Wake, My Glory!" is a unique fusion of Celtic and Scandinavian folk-style music and Neo-Plainsong chant backed by a powerful, highly textured electronic score. "Wake, My Glory!" will both please the music lover listening at home and be an edifying and inspiring addition to any church's hymnal.

Lyrics:
Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me,
For my soul trusts in you.

In the shadow of your wings I hide my head,
Till far from me calamity has fled.
I will cry out to El Elyon
To God who works all of these things for me.

God shall send forth His mercy and His truth.
God shall send forth His mercy,
And His truth.

My soul quakes among the lions in their den.
I lie among the wicked sons of men.
Those in flames whose teeth are spears and arrows.
Those set in flames whose tongues are sharpened swords.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens.
Let your glory be above the earth.

They have spread a net to trip me in my pace.
O My poor soul, how low you bow your face.
They have dug a pit to swallow me.
But in the pit they themselves have engulfed.


My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast.
I will sing and give you praise.

Wake, my glory! Wake, harp in my hands!
I'll wake the dawn to unfurl his golden bands.
I will praise you, LORD, among the nations.
In every land, LORD, I will sing your praise.

My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast.
I will sing and give you praise.

For your mercy reaches unto the skies.
And your sweet truth unto the clouds does rise.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens.
Above the earth, LORD, let your glory be.

Music, Lyrics, Engineering, Performance, Production, and Album Art by Jotham David Parker. 
Executive Producer: D. G. Parker 
Copyright 2016 Jotham David Parker

Wake, My Glory!

Synthpop but smarter. Jotham writes, arranges, performs, and records all of his own music, all of it, whether it's the soaring gospel choir harmonies, the ear-bending synth solos, or the electric banjo riffs, everything you hear is from Jotham's mind, his mouth, or his fingers. Jotham's albums are like a musical Whitman's Sampler, with a variety of stylistic flavors, a delicious synth coating, and a chewy pop center. Make sure to say "hi"! Heck yes techno.

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