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Cloister arch tracery, Salisbury Cathedral

Cloister arch tracery, Salisbury Cathedral Photo: Spencer Means, 2007 (Creative Commons)



Artist: Salisbury Cathedral Choir
Words/Music: Noel/Brierley
Recording: Priory 2013

At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow,
every tongue confess him King of glory now;
'tis the Father's pleasure we should call him Lord,
who from the beginning was the mighty Word.

Humbled for a season to receive a name
from the lips of sinners unto whom he came,
faithfully he bore it spotless to the last,
brought it back victorious, when from death he passed;

Name Him, Christians, name Him, with love strong as death
but with awe and wonder, and with bated breath;
He is God the Saviour, He is Christ the Lord
ever to be worshipped, trusted and adored.

Surely, this Lord Jesus shall return again,
with His Father's glory with His angel train;
for all wreaths of empire meet upon his brow,
and our hearts confess him King of glory now.


Artist: Choir of Ely Cathedral, Paul Trepte (dir), Scott Farrell (organ)
Words/Music: St Bernard of Cluny trans Neale/Ewing
Recording: Priory PRCD 703

Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation sink heart and voice oppressed.
I know not, O I know not, what joys await us there,
What radiancy of glory, what light beyond compare.

There is the throne of David, and there, from care released,
The song of them that triumph, the shout of them that feast;
And they, who with their leader, have conquered in the fight,
Forever and forever are clad in robes of white.

Oh, sweet and blessèd country, the home of God's elect!
Oh, sweet and blessèd country, that eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest,
who art, with God the father, and the Spirit, ever blest.


Artist: Woodford House Chapel Choir, Gary Bowler (dir)
Words/Music: Psalm 23/Dorothy Buchanan
Recording: KSP 93001

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me down to lie in pastures green: he leadeth me, the quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again, and me to walk doth make within the paths of righteousness e’en for His own name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through death’s dark vale, yet will I fear no ill: for thou art with me and thy rod and staff me comfort still.
Goodness and mercy all my life shall surely follow me: and in God’s house for evermore my dwelling place shall be.


Artist: Colla Voce (Havelock North High School)
Words/Music: David Burt
Recording: Private CD 809

Saviour, I heard your voice gently say:
Seek you my face, come, walk, child, with me;
Lord Jesus Christ, your face will I seek,
My heart replies in worship to you.

Hear, O my Lord, when I call with my voice,
have mercy upon me and answer my cry
In your sweet presence my heart will rejoice,
to your tender call my heart will reply.

Hide not your face from me, O Lord
and turn not your servant in anger away;
My constant help you have been till today
so do not forsake me or leave me, O God.

In your great mercy teach me your way
and out of your paths let me never depart.
Wait on the Lord, be of courage, I say,
and his loving kindness shall strengthen your heart.


Artist: Scottish Festival Singers
Words/Music: Burns/Sullivan
Recording: Whole World Media Group 2014

Hushed was the evening hymn,
The temple courts were dark,
The lamp was burning dim,
Before the sacred ark:
When suddenly a voice divine
Rang through the silence of the shrine.

The old man, meek and mild,
The priest of Israel, slept;
His watch the temple-child,
The little Levite, kept;
And what from Eli's sense was sealed,
The Lord to Hannah's son revealed.

Oh, give me Samuel's ear.
The open ear, O Lord,
Alive and quick to hear
Each whisper of Thy word!
Like him to answer at Thy call,
And to obey Thee first of all.

Oh, give me Samuel's mind.
A sweet, unmurmuring faith,
Obedient and resigned
To Thee in life and death!
That I may read with childlike eyes
Truths that are hidden from the wise.


Artist: Choir of Westminster Abbey, Martin Neary (dir), Martin Baker (organ)
Words/Music: Anon adapted Temple/Temple
Recording: Griffin 224018

Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring your love
Where there is injury, your pardon Lord
And where there is doubt true faith in you.

Oh, master grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console
To be understood as to understand
To be loved as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is despair in life let me bring hope
Where there is darkness only light
And where there's sadness ever joy

Make me a channel of your peace
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all man that we receive
In dying that we are born to eternal life.

Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring your love
Where there is injury, your pardon Lord
And where there is doubt true faith in you.


Artist: Manchester Cathedral Choir, Christopher Stokes (dir), Jeffrey Makinson (organ)
Words/Music: Blake/H Parry
Recording: Naxos 8.572104

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.


Artist: Choir of King’s College, Cambridge, Stephen Cleobury (dir), Benjamin Bayl (organ)
Words/Music: Anon trans Kethe/Bourgeois
Recording: EMI 2 28944

All people that on earth do dwell,
sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell.
Come ye before him and rejoice.

The Lord ye know is God indeed;
without our aid he did us make;
we are his folk; he doth us feed,
and for his sheep he doth us take.

For why? The Lord our God is good;
his mercy is forever sure;
his truth at all times firmly stood,
and shall from age to age endure.

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
The God whom Heaven and earth adore,
From men and from the angel host
Be praise and glory evermore.