Angels Sing: Libera in America

Jubilate Adoramus

Joyful joyful we adore thee
God of glory Lord of love
Hearts unfold like flowers before thee
opening to the sun above
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness
drive the dark of doubt away
Giver of immortal gladness
fill us with the light of day

All thy works with joy surround thee
earth and heaven reflect thy rays
Stars and angels sing around thee
centre of unbroken praise
Field and forest vale and mountain
flowery meadow flashing sea,
Singing bird and flowing fountain
call us to rejoice in thee

Thou art giving and forgiving
ever blessing ever blest
well spring of the joy of living
ocean depth of happy rest
Thou our father Christ our brother
all who live in love are thine
Teach us how to love each other
lift us to the joy divine

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God’s recreation of the new day

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
a travelling though this world of woe
But there’s no sickness toil or danger
in that bright land to which I go
I’m going there to see my Father
I’m going there no more to roam
I’m just a going over Jordan
I’m just a going over home

I know dark clouds will gather round me
I know my way is rough and steep
yet beauteous fields lie just before me
where those redeemed no more shall weep
I’m going there to see my mother
she said she’d meet me when I come
I’m just a going over Jordan
I’m just a going over home

So I will wear a crown of glory
when I get home to that good land
and I will sing redemption’s story
in concert with that heavenly band
I’m going there to see my brother
I’m going there no more to roam
I’m just a going over Jordan
I’m just a going over home

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed the day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
But they’re really saying is I love you.

I hear baby’s crying and I watched them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
Yes, I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Be still my soul – the Lord is on thy side;
bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
leave to thy God to order and provide;
in every change – he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul – thy best thy heavenly Friend
through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still my soul – when dearest friends depart,
and all is darkened in the vale of tears,
then shalt thou better know his love – his heart,
who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul – the waves and winds still know
his voice who ruled them – while he dwelt below.

Be still my soul the hour is hastening on
when we shall be forever with the Lord,
when disappointment – grief and fear are gone,
sorrow forgot – love’s purest joys restored,.
Be still my soul – when change and tears are past,
all safe and blessed – we shall meet at last.

For all who need comfort for all those who mourn
all those whom we cherished will be reborn
All those whom we love but see no more
they are not perished, but gone before
and lie in the tender arms of he who died for us all to set us free
from hatred and anger and cruel tyranny
may they rest in peace – and rise in glory

All suffering and sorrow will be no more
they’ll vanish like shadows at heaven’s door
All anguish and grieving will one day be healed
when all of God’s purpose will be revealed.
Though now for a season lost from sight
the innocent slain in the blindness of ‘right’
are now in the warmth of God’s glorious light
where they rest in peace – and rise in glory

Lord give me wisdom to comprehend why I survive and not my friend
and teach me compassion so I may live, all my enemies to forgive

For all who need comfort for all those who mourn
all those whom we cherished will be reborn
All those whom we love but see no more
they are not perished but gone before
And Lord keep them safe in your embrace
and fill their souls with your good grace
for now they see you face to face
where they rest in peace – and rise in glory

There’s a whisper in the dark as a new life comes to be
Then a song begins to form as it finds the harmony
With the chorus of sound
of the world all around
now it blends in the tune joining the endless song of life,

We shall never be alone as we link our hearts in one
Joining voices from above,all in the miracle of life
Through the ages we will grow, only time will ever know,
as our voices magnify, all in the miracle of life

Love plays along in our lives yet to come as we join in the song of life.
Now the music starts to build as the words begin to rhyme
then another lends a tune as their voices now combine
With the chorus of sound of the world all around
Now they blend in their tune sharing the endless song of life

As secret as a dream you call
as silent as the night for all you cry
Lacrymosa

Lacrymosa dies illa
Dolorosa Domine
Voca
Voca Me

You whisper in my silent sleep
You answer to my call when lost I cry
Lacrymosa