Arranged by Andrew Kane

Text: Anon. German hymn, tr. Theodore Baker, 1894

The Infant King

Lo, how a rose e'er blooming

11 Minister's Farewell CH

A captivating song of warning, written by William Walker and a special hymn by Charlotte Elizabeth that has me thinking more about each line:

Soldier, go, but not to claim
Mould’ring spoils of earth-born treasure;
Not to build a vaunting name,
Not to dwell in tents of pleasure:
Dream not that the way is smooth,
Hope not that the thorns are roses;
Turn no wishful eye of youth,
Where the sunny beam reposes,
Thou hast sterner work to do
Hosts to cut thy passage thru;
Close behind thee gulfs are burning –
Forward, then there’s no returning.

Soldier, rest; – but not for thee
Spreads the world her downy pillow;
On the rock thy couch must be,
While around thee chafes the billow:
Thine must be a watchful sleep
wearier than another’s waking.
Such a charge as thou must keep,
Brooks no moment of forsaking:
Sleep as on the battlefield,
Girded – grasping sword and shield;
Those thou canst not name nor number,
Steal upon thy broken slumber.

317 CH The Christian Soldier

Sacred Harp - 33b - Abbeville. Sung in Durham, NC, spring 2020.

Abbeville - Lydia Stefani Kyle Molly

Mutual Love

love letter to the southern appalachians - 10.21.23

Rear View Mirror

"Come Holy Ghost" (live) - Tallis

Written for the Stokes family, in memory of Oliver Kindig-Stokes. Recorded at the NYC All-Day Singing Composium, First Presbyterian Church, Brooklyn, NY; September 16, 2017.

Score: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1MdkclEhBZCK_vBB9pPrjHXpa0ZjNwFMQ/view?usp=sharing

SH 26 Samaria

Kyle Johnston