Best experience I had with this was singing in a choral group that went and performed at nursing homes. I loved seeing the words touch those who listened to them.
Praise to the Lord of the Small Broken Things, Who Sees the Poor Sparrow That cannot take wing. Who loves the lame child and the wretch in the street, Who comforts their sorrows and washes their feet. Praise to the Lord of the faint and afraid Who girds them with courage and lends them His aid, He pours out His Spirit on vessels so weak, That the timid can serve and the silent can speak. Praise to the Lord of the frail and the ill, Who heals their afflictions - or carries them til, They leave this tired frame and to paradise fly, To never be sick and never to die. Praise Him, O Praise Him, all ye who live! Who`ve been given so much and can so little give. Our frail lisping praise - God will never Despise. He Sees His Dear Children Through Mercy-Filled Eyes!
I love these lyrics..."Praise to the lord of the frail and the ill who heals their afflictions or carries them till they leave this tired frame and to paradise fly-- to never be sick and never to die. Praise him, O Praise Him All ye who live who've been given so much and can so little give! Our frail lisping praise God will never despise. He sees His dear dhildren through mercy-filled eyes!" --Lord of the Small---Dan Forrest
I had the pleasure of hearing this performed by the FSU University Singers, under the supremely confident direction of Dr. Kevin Fenton. At first I thought it was just another sweet piece, but was pleasantly surprised that it didn't to lean to treacle. I'm not sure my choir would ever use this in church, but I thoroughly enjoyed your fine performance. Your blend, enunciation, diction, and balance speaks well of your director as well as your individual strengths.
Praise to the Lord of the small broken things, who sees the poor sparrow that cannot take wing. who loves the lame child and the wretch in the street who comforts their sorrows and washes their feet. Praise to the Lord of the faint and afraid who girds them with courage and lends them His aid, He pours out his spirit on vessels so weak, that the timid can serve and the silent can speak. Praise to the Lord of the frail and the ill who heals their afflictions or carries them till, they leave this tired frame and to paradise fly. to never be sick and never to die. Praise him, O praise Him all ye who live who’ve been given so much and can so little give our frail lisping praise God will never despise- He sees His dear children through mercy-filled eyes.
Best experience I had with this was singing in a choral group that went and performed at nursing homes. I loved seeing the words touch those who listened to them.
Praise to the Lord of the Small Broken Things,
Who Sees the Poor Sparrow That cannot take wing.
Who loves the lame child and the wretch in the street,
Who comforts their sorrows and washes their feet.
Praise to the Lord of the faint and afraid
Who girds them with courage and lends them His aid,
He pours out His Spirit on vessels so weak,
That the timid can serve and the silent can speak.
Praise to the Lord of the frail and the ill,
Who heals their afflictions - or carries them til,
They leave this tired frame and to paradise fly,
To never be sick and never to die.
Praise Him, O Praise Him, all ye who live!
Who`ve been given so much and can so little give.
Our frail lisping praise - God will never Despise.
He Sees His Dear Children Through Mercy-Filled Eyes!
I love these lyrics..."Praise to the lord of the frail and the ill who heals their afflictions or carries them till they leave this tired frame and to paradise fly-- to never be sick and never to die. Praise him, O Praise Him All ye who live who've been given so much and can so little give! Our frail lisping praise God will never despise. He sees His dear dhildren through mercy-filled eyes!" --Lord of the Small---Dan Forrest
I had the pleasure of hearing this performed by the FSU University Singers, under the supremely confident direction of Dr. Kevin Fenton. At first I thought it was just another sweet piece, but was pleasantly surprised that it didn't to lean to treacle. I'm not sure my choir would ever use this in church, but I thoroughly enjoyed your fine performance. Your blend, enunciation, diction, and balance speaks well of your director as well as your individual strengths.
In loving memory of Erin Buenger, I would have liked to have met you after hearing about your battle with cancer!
The choir sounds lovely. My ears were drawn to the accompaniment though, that pianist has a touch like velvet!
this was so good(: i am singing this with my high school girl's ensemble at our christmas's performances
Estou encantado, é emocionante ouvir esta canção! Meu coração se regozija!
i see my music teacher the beard one in the left back ahhh
Sound and accompaniment are beautiful, but cannot understand the words. Probably muddled by the recorder and transmission via CZcams and the Internet.
Praise to the Lord of the small broken things,
who sees the poor sparrow that cannot take wing.
who loves the lame child and the wretch in the street
who comforts their sorrows and washes their feet.
Praise to the Lord of the faint and afraid
who girds them with courage and lends them His aid,
He pours out his spirit on vessels so weak,
that the timid can serve and the silent can speak.
Praise to the Lord of the frail and the ill
who heals their afflictions or carries them till,
they leave this tired frame and to paradise fly.
to never be sick and never to die.
Praise him, O praise Him all ye who live
who’ve been given so much and can so little give
our frail lisping praise God will never despise-
He sees His dear children through mercy-filled eyes.