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Choral Choir (SATB) - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.701832 Composed by Kevin G. Pace (ASCAP), Michael Young. Christian,Holiday,Praise & Worship,Sacred. Octavo. 2 pages. Kevin G. Pace #3520239. Published by Kevin G. Pace (A0.701832). An original hymn with text by Michael Young below.YouTube video: https://youtu.be/xTMwFuQ3DeQ1. Our Mother Eve was first to see That they must fall that man may be, Then gave to Adam to partake, Convinced him it was no mistake.   Take courage as our mother Eve, When faced with fear, instead believe.   2. Our mother Eve was first to hope, That she, united, then could cope, Outside their garden paradise, That heaven’s gifts would then suffice,   Take courage as our mother Eve, When faced with want, then still believe.   3. Our mother Eve was first to weep, For her stray child who did not keep, All God’s commands, but turned away, One son she lost, one went astray.   Take courage as our mother Eve, When faced with grief, be still, believe.   4. Our mother Eve was first on Earth, God’s daughter of a royal birth, First mother of the human race, A vessel of God’s holy grace.   Take courage as our mother Eve, All through your life, stand firm, believe.
Our Mother Eve - an original Mother's Day hymn Chorale SATB

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Choral Choir (SATB) - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.701457 Composed by Kevin G. Pace, Kathryn W. Hales. Christian,Praise & Worship,Sacred. Octavo. 3 pages. Kevin G. Pace #3125371. Published by Kevin G. Pace (A0.701457). An original hymn with text by Kathryn Hales below.YouTube video: https://youtu.be/w68JlvntMjcI did not see the vision, Nor dream a prophet’s dream, I only saw the barren desert Stretch forth upon the scene.   I was not there when Brigham’s cane Touched the virgin ground Naming the spot the Lord had shown Where a temple would be found.   I did not hear the Lord’s own voice As over ocean waves I tossed, Nor spared the death of loved ones dear As the vast plains I crossed.   I only felt the Holy Spirit Telling me the work was true, So I obeyed the prophetic words Until my trek was through.   I helped dig the rocky soil Before the foundation was laid Then with shovel filled the gaping hole Before Johnston’s army stayed.   I did not see the temple’s spires I only saw the walls, I only shaped the granite stones With hammer, chisel, maul.   I coaxed oxen through the mud To move stones down a mountain side, I watched our leaders grow old in years, No temple finished before they died.   Now soon I too will join them Though I’ve labored oh so long, I’ll not see the rising spires Or sing praises in Hosanna song.   I’m just a common earthly man, A laborer in a cause so great, To generations yet unborn, I’m not one you’ll appreciate.   Through the years I’ve toiled and sweat, Shared blood and grief and tears, Obeyed the prophet’s call to serve Listened in faith, not fear.   Please do not take for granted As you walk through these carved doors, Or hear the echo of carpenters From stairs or roof or floors   The love and work that went into Many years of toil and prayer, Feel our spirits in the halls As you enter there.   Though the structure’s end I’ll not see, To others who this path may trod, Go forth with diligence and faith Till we finish the work of God.
I Did Not See Temple Spires - an original hymn for SATB voices Chorale SATB

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