http://www.lanovasingers.co.uk/ this International Women’s day, we celebrate what it is to come together as a group of women, and sing. ‘Here in my Heart’ by Sarah Quartel is a favourite piece for many singers in the choir: it speaks about the beauty...  this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">morehttp://www.lanovasingers.co.uk/ this International Women’s day, we celebrate what it is to come together as a group of women, and sing. ‘Here in my Heart’ by Sarah Quartel is a favourite piece for many singers in the choir: it speaks about the beauty of nature and the joy of making music. We last performed this piece in October 2020 at a concert that took place between two national lockdowns, when it felt especially poignant. We hope You enjoy it. — Accompanied by Sam Hanson on piano this recording is from Christchurch Priory in 2019. The photos in the video are from La Nova Singers’ 15-year history, and performances in Bournemouth, Christchurch, Poole, Shaftesbury and London! All images are the property of their respective photographers.  this).getParent().getPrevious().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">less

Jesus Christ the Apple Tree by Elizabeth Poston Cantores Celestes Women's Choir Kelly Galbraith, Director Katie Cambone-Mannell, soloist www.cantorescelestes.com Dec 3, 2016 from the Concert 'The day of Hope' Runnymede United Church

The Metropolitan Transit Authority in New York has a “Poetry in Motion” series that puts posters of poetry in subway cars. I was on the 1 train on Manhattan’s West Side one day when I saw the poem “Heaven,” by Patrick Phillips. I was immediately captured ...  this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">moreThe Metropolitan Transit Authority in New York has a “Poetry in Motion” series that puts posters of poetry in subway cars. I was on the 1 train on Manhattan’s West Side one day when I saw the poem “Heaven,” by Patrick Phillips. I was immediately captured by the simple beauty of Patrick’s poem, and the mystery of the first line, “It will be the past.” I loved his vision and thought immediately that I wanted to compose music for this poem. Mystery, joy, wonder. “Heaven” is the winner of choral composition competitions sponsored by both the Manhattan Choral Ensemble and Georgia College. Performed by the Georgia College Max Noah Singers, Dr. Jennifer Flory conducting.  this).getParent().getPrevious().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">less

As the Bible boldly declares in Exodus 14:14 NIV The LORD will fight for You; You need only to be still." God will do just that❤️. Sound and Video by Slover's Production Agya Behwe - Sam Asare Bediako @GH Choral Music @VOCES8 @Hope Cha...  this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">moreAs the Bible boldly declares in Exodus 14:14 NIV The LORD will fight for You; You need only to be still." God will do just that❤️. Sound and Video by Slover's Production Agya Behwe - Sam Asare Bediako @GH Choral Music @VOCES8 @Hope Channel Ghana @3ABN Praise Him @Three Angels Broadcasting Network (3ABN) Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/musikteersensemble?mibextid=LQQJ4d #trending #hymns #bestmusic2022 #musicvideo #sacredmusic #choir #worldcup #Ghana #Qatar #AMA  

I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load, From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in His blood most precious Till not a stain remains, Ti...  this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">moreI lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load, From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in His blood most precious Till not a stain remains, Till not a stain remains. I lay my wants on Jesus, All fullness dwells in Him; He healeth my diseases He doth my soul redeem, He doth my soul redeem I long to be with Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus The Father’s holy child, The Father’s holy child. I long to be with Jesus Amid the heav’nly throng, To sing with them His praises, And learn the angels’ song. And learn the angels’ song. God BLESS You!!!!!! AMEN!!!!!!!!  this).getParent().getPrevious().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">less

Description of our dear old park (in Loughborough) on a hot day, with a light swing. The poem is by my father Stanley N Solomons Music by David Warin Solomons Performed by The Composers Choir under Daniel Shaw

Alleluia (by Ralph Manuel) - Jakarta Festival Chorus "To Love Our God" Concert 13th October 2012 @ Aula Simfonia Jakarta. Conductor: Lee Chong Min

Viderunt Omnes by Mikołaj Zieleński, a.k.a. Nicolaus Zielenski - transposed for men's voices Viderunt omnes fines terræ salutare Dei nostri. Alleluia All the ends of the earth have seen the salvation of our God. Alleluia (The score link is for...  this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">moreViderunt Omnes by Mikołaj Zieleński, a.k.a. Nicolaus Zielenski - transposed for men's voices Viderunt omnes fines terræ salutare Dei nostri. Alleluia All the ends of the earth have seen the salvation of our God. Alleluia (The score link is for the original SATB version)  

Words by Robert Herrick, music by Harold Darke Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, until the hasting day Has run but to the evensong; And, having prayed together,...  this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">moreWords by Robert Herrick, music by Harold Darke Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, until the hasting day Has run but to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we will go with You along. We have short time to stay as You, We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As You or anything. We die as Your hours do, and dry away Like to the summer’s rain; Or as the pearls of morning’s dew, Ne’er to be found again.  this).getParent().getPrevious().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">less