Written from the perspective of Mary, the mother of Jesus, as she beholds her son on the cross, this song of lamentation would be fitting for Lent or portions of Holy Week.

Words and Music by Sarah T. Tullock:

Where must you go, my Jesus?
Where must you go, my child?
Gone, as the flowers pass upon the field.
Gone, as the sun from the sky.
Gone,
Gone,
Gone,
Gone.

Where Must You Go?

Claudia Ramirez sings my setting of Isaiah 9:6-7

The Prince of Peace

My second Nocturne for piano, as recorded on my CD, 'An Echo from Willowwood."

An Echo from Willowwood

Nocturne No. 2

My first Nocturne for piano, as recorded on my CD, "An Echo from Willowwood."

Nocturne No. 1

SONG FOR HER

Take the good with the bad 
But if the damn thing don’t work, take it back 
Don’t be afraid to ask for a little help
There ain’t no one on this earth 
Who can do everything himself 
And I know you’ve gotta go 
But if you get sleepy on the road 
Don’t hesitate to call and we can talk

When all the leaves have fallen down 
And the bitter cold sets in 
On my darkest days when the sun wont show its face

Ill remember this, the time we’ve shared
The Christmas tree, oh what a laugh
When Id Come home late and you’d still be up 
Halfway through another Mary Higgins Clark

From the Old to the Young
This is what we become
So sing your song just as loud as you can, 
If no one understands
oh well
You got a whole lotta good going your way
What a shame it would be 
To see you throw it all away

When all the leaves have fallen down 
And the bitter cold sets in 
On my darkest days when the sun wont show its face

Ill remember this, your head hung low
So frustrated, you keep on going
Fast asleep, I could see you breathe 
By the rise and fall of the blankets and the sheets 

When all the leaves have fallen down 
And the bitter cold sets in 
On my darkest days when the sun wont show its face

Ill remember you as a smiling face, a calming hand, a warm embrace
Ill remember you just as you were the sweetest soul in the whole wide world

a song for her

My music setting of a lovely poem by Robert Burns.

Sarah Tullock, soprano
Philip Daurte, violinist
Shauna Chung, pianist

Ethan McGrath's Compositions

The gallant weaver

My musical setting of a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley, performed here by tenor Mark Laster and me.

Music when soft voices die

"Honeysuckle Rose" live at the Golden Moon Speakeasy in Golden, CO

Cristin Colvin, vocals
Reggie Berg, keys

Honeysuckle Rose

New Music for Christmas, Thanksgiving, and general concert and worship use. To view/order print music, visit www.beckenhorstpress.com.

Where Must You Go?

Sarah T. Tullock music

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