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Auld Lang Syne

Veiled In Darkness (Judah Lay)

In the Bleak Midwinter

"Flower Vases" by Sarah Labriny
inspired by quotes from various authors including Ann Voskamp
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The last of the sunflowers stand tall in the garden
The picket fence wanes at the side of the garden 
Empty vases line the counter
Just a ring of fresh petals left now
Emptiness opened wide		 
I begin to realize 
			
You’re more than your hands have. 
You’re more than your hands do. 	
You’re more than how other hands measure you.
From the beginning we keep reliving this Garden story.
So, I’ll trim the stems and shear the lower leaves
And you fill the vases, bring in beauty.
We’ll arrange together, together

As soon as I saw you, 
I knew adventure was bound to happen,
For the bravest of love is wildly free.
Yet hard we fall every morning.
But, nothing here below is in vain
Still I’m looking, looking anyways
But, Filling vases is not my place.
	
You’re more than your hands have. 
You’re more than your hands do. 
You’re more than how other hands measure you.
From the beginning we keep reliving this Garden story.
So, I’ll trim the stems and shear the lower leaves
And you fill the vases, bring in beauty.
We’ll arrange together, together

Nothing here below is in vain
But, I’ve gone looking, looking anyways
Filling vases is not my place		 
And I am seeing through the glass
Seeing through the glass
Seeing through the glass


Flower Vases

Still, still with Thee when purple morning breaketh
When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee
Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight
Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee

When the morning breaketh, let me hear Your steadfast love.
When the sun is arisin’, let me rise to You above.
Evermore I’ve chosen to live with no regret.
Simply to be brave is my calling yet.

Let me hear in the morning of Your steadfast love,
May it make me brave to rise above 
It comes sweeter than the morning,
It is Your song
Your steadfast love

Let me hear in the morning of Your steadfast love.
I will rise to meet You
Where Your mercies are new.
Let me hear in the morning of Your steadfast love.
Where Your mercies are new every morning.



(Steadfast) Mornings

~~worked with Stewart Hahn and Bethany Lee~

Open the door
Walk in 
Give me a smile that gives light to the sun again.
Then I hear a whisper,
who I am, could, and can be.
Look in the dresser for broken words of thrown out memories.
A little lesser,
I’ll never be what you saw and thought of me.

Under whispering eyes, from whispering lies,
Until I realized

The whispering cries are mine,
All pieces I found inside.
The beasts of my past hold tight.
So, tear me up, tear me up, quit lyin’
	
So go ahead and pull the masterpiece right out of me
Make me believe in newer, greater, quieter things.
Look at the silver,
reflected worlds and plastic, cop-out remedies (/melodies?)
No matter how I stand, I’ll be less of a man 
than what you once saw, than what you once thought, than what you once lost of me

Wondering eyes, make wandering lies
But, I don’t mind

whisper, lie
whisper, no
build me up

The whispering cries are mine,
All pieces I found inside.
The beasts of my past hold tight.
So, tear me up, tear me up, quit lyin’

The whispering cries aren’t mine
just pieces I try to reconcile
so beasts of my past run and hide
just build me up, build me up, quit lyin’

Whisper Lies

Flower Vases (0:00-0:32 sec)
Legacy of a Painter (0:35- 1:24)
Mornings (1:25-2:34)
Whisper Lies (2:35-4:59)

Final Portfolio 3370

A Claybord panel before me
I can’t correct the mistakes 
my past has shown me.

Oh But, brush in hand
crimson and felt palette
lilac trees and mighty seas 
before me

painting this old house 
my life story
on these walls my treasures
generations to see

the world as I saw it 
the world as it saw me
Oh bristle brush, will you allow me?

Oh, Paint me a rainbow 
a rainbow of the gypsy that I am
this swollen half of a man
oh I never would have guessed
oh I never would have seen
what could happen 
to an era of dreams

painting this old house 
my tower of dreams
that decades have shaped
now generations will see

the world as I saw it 
the world as it saw me
Oh, Bristle Brush will you allow me?

Oh beyond this life, 
canvas is all that I am
Bristle brush 
doesn’t leave much (of a man) 
if all I leave is hardened crayon

painting this old house 
my life story 
these walls my treasures
for generations to see

the world as I saw it 
the world as it saw me
Oh, Bristle brush, 
will you allow me
to capture the moon and the stars?

Legacy Of A Painter 2.0

You’ve only got one, 
that’s what they say to me
catch a burden 
see how far your fears can lead
live simple
do everything
oh, how vast silence can be

If you catch a falling star 
and put in your pocket
it don’t come falling back
Yet we pick up the pieces 
Make up the logic
'Til our feelings make it fact

But, under the sun
You’ve only got one

These thought colored questions have all gone stale
And I’m picking up the pieces where the/our logic fell
Under the sun
You only get one

I’ve seen change,
I have written better days
That’s what they say to me
Live simple, do everything
How vast our silence can be
Moonrise, moonrhyme
Moonshine, moonset
I ain’t got time for that
You only got one 

Your candy-coated questions have all gone stale
Plenty of answers, but nothing to tell
Under the sun
You only get one

There’s a million miles of sunset 
Across the nothing to lose
Will you come and walk with me?
We can pick up the pieces wherever we choose

But, under the sun
You only got one

Your thought candy-coated questions have all gone stale
And I’m clinging to hope even if nobody will 
Under the sun
You only got one 


Under The Sun (feat. Brett Warren)

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[e]?

28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Matthew 6:25-34

29 “Come,” he said.

Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”

31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
Matt. 14:29-31

Calm, let there be peace
inside of you 
flowing from Me

Still, waters be still
waters that turn
frightening you

Hear Me call
take my hand
Let Me lead you
Let Me lead you

Isn't peace more than land
Let Me lead you to Me

Isn't life more than food, 
more than clothes,
more than eyes can see?
Take My hand
Do you trust Me?

I'm your Refuge and your Hope (hold onto Hope)
I'm your Peace and I won't let go

Peace, Troubled Soul

Praying (Can Be Like This)

Humility
this silent and beautiful thing, the first of all offerings I bring to You. Humility 
is taking it all from me, and stripping my heart of pride, 
of all I put hope in, 
of all that I boast in, 
of every self-seeking lie and all the vain thoughts inside. 
And it calls me back to You. 

It's all I can bring to You.
It's all I can offer You.
But, it's all that You ask me to.
Cause it makes me more like You.
...
God, make known to me
One moment in history
The purest mystery
The honest image of You
standing on a cross
stripped and beaten through
where God's heart tore in two
as He watched HUMILITY taking it all for me.

Humility (feat. Marcellus Wright)

How Deep the Father's Love (Arrangement by Sarah Labriny)

Behold the man upon the cross 
my sin upon HIs shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
call out among the scoffers
 
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished 
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I know that it is finished 
               ....
Why should I gain from His reward? 
I cannot give an answer.
But, this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
His wounds have paid my ransom 

Oh Hallelujah
Hallelujah 
Hallelujah 
Oh How deep the Father's love
Oh How deep the Father's love
Oh How deep the Father's love!


PC: Soul devOcean

How Deep The Father's Love (feat. Nick Henretty)Arr. Sarah Labriny

Mother’s Child
Music and Lyrics by Sarah Labriny

I got home from work and started to bake
No event tomorrow and it’s kind of late
But, I don’t need a reason to have something to make 

Cause I am my mother’s child
I am my mother’s child
Stir in flour and honey too
And I whisk an egg just like you 

I feel the breeze pass by my covered arms
I’m wearing a jacket I always bring along 
Whether cold outside, rainy skies or blue

Cause I am my mother’s child
I am my mother’s child
One of many things I learned up from you
In the rain and storms you’ve seen me through

I pass a store and peek inside 
When a tiny flower catches my eye
 It’s exactly the kind of thing we like

I think I am my mother’s child
I am my mother’s child
Cause you always saw the beauty inside
Even when we didn’t have money to buy

When I start to see the worry on your face
And the tears rush in and your blue makeup fades
How I want you to know you have so much strength 

Cause you are your mother’s child
You are your mother’s child
Strength and dignity and courage too
All the grace and compassion I see in you 

Cause you are your mother’s child
You are your mother’s child
And i won’t let this moment pass you by
As I see her reflection there in your eyes

Know what I see in you 
Know what I see in you
Please know what I see in you
She does too

Mother's Child

"Bold"
Music and Lyrics by Sarah Labriny
Copyright Sarah Labriny 2019

I have waded so long through this thick heavy fog just to see again
see the shining skyline You placed before my eyes in the distance
I walk on towards the light, there's a feeling that I recognize. Feels like hope again
And the fog starts to clear for the first time in years
Am I a fool to believe again?

And I fall down to my knees
when I finally see what's in front of me. 

I know I'm asking can I really do this?
You call me higher than the mountains, Lord, to be bold
But, I know You'll raise me up on wings like eagles
Make me strong enough, Lord
I'll be bold

I have fought for love, but it was never enough to make me whole again
So, I prayed loud and clear and I called out for years, and You started coming
Love that's brave, love that's true is the love that I found in You
It's given me hope again
Finally free, finally known, finally have a place to belong
Is this how it feels to be home again?

And I'm finally starting to see
the strength You're love gives me

I know I'm saying can I really do this?
You call me higher than the mountains, Lord, to be bold
But, I know You'll raise me up on wings like eagles
Make me strong enough, Lord
to be bold

When I finally stand to my feet, and I step out in faith where I cannot see
You are strong, Lord, when I am weak
It's Your love that makes me bold

I know I'm saying can I really do this?
You call me higher and they're miles left to go
But, I know You'll raise me up on wings like eagles
Make me strong enough, Lord, I'll be bold
I'll be bold

Sarah Labriny

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