Here’s the audio.
There’s a harmony too, but I’ll have to add that when I get some recording software.
He rose up among us, as told.
He rose up as promised of old.
My Brother in strife
Assuming my life
He rose up, He rose up for me.
He rose up humanity’s Last
He rose up in life unsurpassed
My Champion living
God’s life of [...]
Posts Tagged ‘creative’
He Rose Up – with tune
Posted in creative, poetry, songs, tagged creative, poetry, songs on 23 May, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Song – He rose up
Posted in creative, poetry, songs, tagged creative, poetry, songs on 22 May, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I wrote this while working on my kids ascension song. I’m working on the tune. I’ll put up a rough mp3 at some point.
He rose up among us, as told.
He rose up as promised of old.
My Brother in strife
Assuming my life
He rose up, He rose up for me.
He rose up humanity’s Last
He rose up in life [...]
Acsension Day Kids Song – NEW EDIT
Posted in ascension, creative, songs, tagged ascension, creative, songs on 21 May, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Here is my (NOW EDITED) attempt at a kids song for the ascension.
It views the ascension first from heaven (Psalm 24 perspective) and then from earth (Acts 1 perspective).
Audio here.
FROM HEAVEN:
Here He comes – Here He comes
Open up - Open up
It’s the King - It’s the King of Glory
Who is He? Who is He?
This King [...]
Ascension Day kids songs
Posted in ascension, creative, songs, tagged ascension, creative, songs on 20 May, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Anyone know any ascension day kids songs?
EDIT: Just written one here if anyone’s interested.
Ode to an evangelical sage
Posted in creative, evangelicalism, humourous, poetry, songs, tagged creative, evangelicalism, humourous, poetry, songs on 23 April, 2009 | 7 Comments »
O thou brain — exalted, senior,
Holding forth from pulpit’s throne.
Feed us with thy academia,
Meted out in monotone.
‘We could never,
‘We could never,
‘Plumb such myst’ries on our own.’
Hear the classics now recited,
Tumbling from thy tutored lips.
Nooks ignored are now ignited,
By thy greek and latin quips.
‘O how richly
‘O how richly,
‘Wisdom from each sentence [...]
The Dream of the Rood
Posted in Cross, creative, poetry, tagged creative, Cross, poetry on 10 April, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
An incredible 7th century old English poem. (Rood means cross)
Listen! The choicest of visions I wish to tell,
which came as a dream in middle-night,
after voice-bearers lay at rest.
It seemed that I saw a most wondrous tree
born aloft, wound round by light,
brightest of beams. All was that beacon
sprinkled with gold. Gems stood
fair at earth’s corners; there likewise [...]
Kids Songs
Posted in Christmas, creative, songs, tagged Christmas, creative, songs on 22 December, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I sometimes post up kids songs. Here’s a collection I’ve put together for my nephews and neices for Christmas.
(If you’ve downloaded my other songs, notice an old song not seen on the blog before – the Poison Cup. I’ve also re-recorded Power and have done the Christmas round in a lower key at the end).
Anyway, here [...]
Fake Plastic Trees (Country Hoedown)
Posted in creative, parables, pastoral theology, revelation, songs, tagged creative, parables, pastoral theology, revelation, songs on 26 October, 2008 | 5 Comments »
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Meditating on Mark 4 has made me think about genuine Christian growth. Gospel transformation is not like manufacture. It’s agriculture. It’s the word planted deep - fragile but potent, internal but outgoing, gradual but multiplying beyond all expectation.
Anyway I wrote this kids song on the theme. Fake Plastic Trees (Country Hoedown) (again, recorded on handheld voice recorder with [...]
The Glory of the Bloodied God
Posted in Cross, creative, devotional, songs, tagged creative, Cross, devotional, songs on 12 October, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Here’s a hymn. Not sure it’s finished – not happy with switch to first person in final verse. Critique happily received (very new to this).
It fits with any common metre tune – maybe one of these: Worcester, Moravia, Martyrdom, Manoah, Leicester, Faith, Dundee, Dunfermline, Crimond, Cheshire. Burford, Bradford. Belmont
The glory of the bloodied God
His fruitfulness [...]
Some more kids songs
Posted in creative, gospel, songs, tagged creative, gospel, songs on 10 October, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Here’s a song I wrote for a holiday club for 7-11 year olds. We called it Shipwrecked.
We turned the church into a desert island and we were all washed ashore having run our ship aground. The Captain had put us in charge of his incredible ocean liner – he’d built it with his son. He gave [...]
Some Kids Songs
Posted in creative, songs, tagged creative, songs on 4 October, 2008 | 6 Comments »
I’ve been dipping my toe into writing Kids Song recently (see bottom of sidebar). I’ve recorded them all as wma’s on a little handheld speech recorder and the quality on every level is dodgy. But some people have enjoyed them. So…
Go here for my Jonah song featuring the greatest guitar chord ever: E7#9 (otherwise known as the [...]
Jonah song
Posted in Old Testament, creative, songs, tagged creative, Old Testament, songs on 4 August, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I’m preaching through Jonah this August. Every service is all-age so I’ve dredged up a song I wrote a couple of years ago. Here’s how it sounds (click here for a rough recording). And here are the words – the kids sing (shout!) all the bolded words:
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Verse 1:
God said ‘GO – to Nineveh
All those baddies I [...]
The Crib and the Cross
Posted in Christmas, Cross, creative, poetry, sermons, tagged Christmas, creative, Cross, poetry, sermons on 23 December, 2007 | 5 Comments »
I’ve just preached on Hebrews 2 this Sunday. “He shared in their humanity so that by His death…” Or again, ”He had to be made like His brothers… in order that He might make atonement.” (v14,17)
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Or to quote Kim Fabricius’ provocative post: “The crib and the cross are cut from the same wood.”
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See the crib and [...]
Poem: “Thorns”
Posted in creative, poetry, tagged creative, poetry on 4 December, 2007 | 9 Comments »
All but cursed, the men of dust,
From garden’d bliss dejected thrust.
Cast down to blood and tangling thorn,
Flat-faced in mud, bereft, forlorn.
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Unmoved as ages droned along,
Resigned to sighing pity’s song.
To mouth their sadness with each breath,
In love with self and sin and death.
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Then glancing back, a glimmering sight,
Through gnarling weeds, a shaft of light.
The tree [...]
