BEER & HYMNS JULY 1 2018 THE SUTLER NASHVILLE TENNESSEE www.beerhymns.com Twitter: @beerhymnsnash Facebook Group: Beer & Hymns Nashville Instagram: BeerHymnsNash
ORDER OF NIGHT S HYMNS AND TRADITIONALS (MORE THAN A FEW SURPRISES AWAIT) Going Home For The Beauty Of The Earth When The Saints Go Marching In This Land Is Your Land Oh Shenandoah Kumbayah Red River Valley Blessed Assurance Battle Hymn Of The Republic The Star Spangled Banner My Country Tis Of Thee Aura Lee O Beautiful For Spacious Skies (America The Beautiful) God Of Our Fathers Wade In The Water Swing Low, Sweet Chariot Lift Every Voice And Sing Amazing Grace In The Sweet By And By Revive Us Again (Hallelujah, Thine The Glory) It Is Well (With My Soul) Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing Nearer My God To Thee We Shall Overcome
1. Going Home Anton Dvorak 1893 / W.A. Fisher 1922 Going home, going home I'm just going home Quiet light, some still day I'm just going home It's not far, just close by Through an open door Work all done, care laid by Going to fear no more Mother's there expecting me Father's waiting, too Lots of folk gathered there All the friends I knew 2. For The Beauty Of The Earth Conrad Kocher, 1838 For the beauty of the earth; for the beauty of the skies For the love which from our birth over and around us lies Lord of all, to thee we raise: this, our hymn of grateful praise For the beauty of each hour of the day and of the night Hill and vale and tree and flower, sun and moon and stars of light Lord of all, to thee we raise: this, our hymn of grateful praise For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child Friends of earth, and friends above, for all gentle thoughts and mild Lord of all to thee we raise: this, our hymn of grateful praise 3. When The Saints Go Marching In Oh, when the saints go marching in Oh, when the saints go marching in Lord, how I want to be In that number When the saints go marching in And when the sun refuse to shine And when the sun refuse to shine Lord, how I want to be In that number When the sun refuse to shine Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call Lord, how I want to be in that number When the trumpet sounds its call Oh, when the new world is revealed Oh, when the new world is revealed Lord, how I want to be in that number When the new world is revealed
4. This Land Is Your Land Woody Guthrie, 1940 This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me As I went walking that ribbon of highway And saw above me that endless skyway, And saw below me the golden valley, I said This land was made for you and me I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me, a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me Was a high wall there that tried to stop me A sign was painted said: Private Property But on the back side it didn't say nothing This land was made for you and me When the sun come shining, then I was strolling In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling; The voice was sounding as the fog was lifting: This land was made for you and me One bright sunny morning in the shadow of the steeple By the Relief Office I saw my people As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if This land was made for you and me
5. Oh Shenandoah Folk Traditional, 19 th Century Oh Shenandoah I long to see you Away you rolling river Oh Shenandoah I long to see you Away, I'm bound away 'Cross the wide Missouri Oh Shenandoah I love your daughter Away, you rolling river For her I'd cross Your roaming waters Away, I'm bound away 'Cross the wide Missouri 'Tis seven years Since last I've seen you Away, you rolling river 'Tis seven years Since last I've seen you Away, we're bound away 'Cross the wide Missouri Shenandoah I long to hear you Away, you rolling river Oh Shenandoah I long to hear you Away, we're bound away' Cross the wide Missouri 6. Kumbaya (Come By Here) H. Wylie & Gullah Geechee West Africans, 1926 Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya Oh Lord, Kumbaya Someone s praying Lord Someone s crying Lord
7. Red River Valley Canadian Folk Song, ca. 1890 From this valley they say you are going We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile For they say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened our pathway a while So come sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu Just remember the Red River Valley And the cowboy that loved you so true 8. Blessed Assurance Crosby, Knapp, 1873 Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long Perfect submission, perfect delight, visions of rapture now burst on my sight Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy whispers of love Perfect submission, all is at rest, I in my Savior am happy and bless d Watching and waiting, looking above, filled with his goodness lost in his love
9. Battle Hymn of the Republic Julia W. Howe, John Steffe, 1861 Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword His truth is marching on Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free While God is marching on He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave Our God is marching on 10. The Star Spangled Banner John Stafford Smith, 1873, Francis Scott Key, 1773 Oh say, can you see, by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air Gave proof thru the night that our flag was still there Oh say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
11. My Country Tis of Thee Samuel Francis Smith, 1832 My country, 'tis of thee Sweet land of liberty Of thee I sing Land where my fathers died Land of the pilgrim's pride From every mountain side Let freedom ring My native country, thee Land of the noble free Thy name I love I love thy rocks and rills Thy woods and templed hills My heart with rapture thrills Like that above Let music swell the breeze And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song Let mortal tongues awake Let all that breathe partake Let rocks their silence break The sound prolong Our fathers' God, to Thee Author of liberty To Thee we sing Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light Protect us by Thy might Great God, our King 12. Aura Lee Poulton, Fosdick, 1861 When the blackbird in the Spring 'On the willow tree Sat and rocked, I heard him sing Singing Aura Lea Aura Lea, Aura Lea Maid with golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swallows in the air In thy blush the rose was born Music, when you spake Through thine azure eye the morn Sparkling seemed to break Aura Lea, Aura Lea Aura Lea, Aura Lea Birds of crimson wing Never song have sung to me As in that sweet spring Aura Lea! the bird may flee The willow's golden hair Swing through winter fitfully On the stormy air Yet if thy blue eyes I see Gloom will soon depart For to me, sweet Aura Lea Is sunshine through the heart
13. America The Beautiful K. Bates, 1895; S. Ward, 1883 O beautiful for spacious skies For amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea O beautiful for pilgrim feet Whose stern impassion d stress A thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the wilderness! America! America! God mend thine ev ry flaw Confirm thy soul in self-control Thy liberty in law! O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife Who more than self Their country loved And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine Till all success be nobleness And every gain divine O Beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed His grace on thee And crown thy good with Brotherhood From sea to shining sea! 14. God of Our Fathers George William Warren, 1876 God of our fathers, whose almighty hand Leads forth in beauty all the starry band Of shining worlds in splendor through the skies Our grateful songs before Thy throne arise Thy love divine hath led us in the past In this free land by Thee our lot is cast Be Thou our Ruler, Guardian, Guide and Stay Thy Word our law, Thy paths our chosen way From war s alarms, from deadly pestilence Be Thy strong arm our ever sure defense Thy true religion in our hearts increase Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way Lead us from night to never ending day Fill all our lives with love and grace divine And glory, laud, and praise be ever Thine
15. Wade In The Water African-American Spiritual first published by Fisk Jubilee Singers, 1901 Wade in the water Wade in the water, children Wade in the water God's a-going to trouble the water See that host all dressed in white God's a-going to trouble the water The leader looks like the Israelite God's a-going to trouble the water Look over yonder, what do you see? God's a-going to trouble the water The Holy Ghost a-coming on me God's a-going to trouble the water If you don't believe I've been redeemed God's a-going to trouble the water Just follow me down to the Jordan's stream God's a-going to trouble the water 16. Swing Low, Sweet Chariot African-American Spiritual, ca. 1900 Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home I looked over Jordan and what did I see, coming for to carry me home? A band of angels coming after me, coming for to carry me home If you get there before I do, coming for to carry me home Tell all my friends I m coming too, coming for to carry me home I m sometimes up and some-times down, coming for to carry me home But still my soul feels heavenly bound, coming for to carry me home
17. Lift Every Voice and Sing James Weldon Johnson, 1900 Lift every voice and sing, till earth and Heaven ring Ring with the harmonies of liberty Let our rejoicing rise, high as the listening skies Let it resound loud as the rolling sea Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us Facing the rising sun of our new day begun Let us march on till victory is won Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod Felt in the days when hope unborn had died Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet Come to the place for which our fathers sighed? We have come over a way that with tears has been watered We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast God of our weary years, God of our silent tears Thou Who hast brought us thus far on the way Thou Who hast by Thy might, led us into the light Keep us forever in the path, we pray Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand True to our God, true to our native land
18. Amazing Grace John Newton, 1779 Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, was blind but now I see Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed! Through many dangers toils and snares, I have already come Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, and grace will bring me home The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures When we ve been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun We ve no less days to sing God s praise than when we d first begun
19. In The Sweet By and By Sanford Bennett, 1868 In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore There s a land that is fairer than day, and by faith we can see it afar For the Father waits over the way, to prepare us a dwelling place there We shall sing on that beautiful shore, the melodious songs of the blessed And our spirits shall sorrow no more, not a sigh for the blessing of rest 20. Revive Us Again (Hallelujah, Thine The Glory) W. P. Mackay (1863, 1867) We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love For Jesus who died and is now gone above Hallelujah, thine the glory! Hallelujah, Amen! Hallelujah, thine the glory! Revive us again We praise thee, O God, for thy Spirit of light Who has shown us our Savior and scattered our night Revive us again - fill each heart with thy love May each soul be rekindled with fire from above
21. It Is Well With My Soul Horatio Spafford, 1873 When peace like a river, attendeth my way When sorrows like sea billows roll Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say It is well, it is well, with my soul It is well, (it is well), with my soul (with my soul) It is well, it is well, with my soul Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come Let this bless d assurance control That Christ has regarded my helpless estate And hath shed His own blood for my soul My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought My sin, not in part but the whole Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight The clouds be rolled back as a scroll The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend Even so, it is well, with my soul
22. Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing Robert Robinson, 1758 Come Thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above Praise the Mount! I m fixed upon it, mount of God s unchanging love Here I raise my Ebenezer, hither by Thy help I m come And I hope by Thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home Jesus sought me when a stranger, wandering from the fold of God He to rescue me from danger, interposed his precious blood O to grace how great a debtor daily I m constrained to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter, bind my wand ring heart to Thee Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love Here s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above 23. Nearer My God to Thee! Sarah Flower Edwards, 1841 Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me Still all my song shall be nearer, my God, to Thee Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down Darkness be over me, my rest a stone Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God, to Thee There let the way appear steps unto heav'n All that Thou sendest me in mercy giv'n Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee Or if on joyful wing, cleaving the sky Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upwards I fly Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee
24. We Shall Overcome Charles A. Tindley, 1900 We shall overcome we shall overcome we shall overcome someday O, deep in my heart I do believe we shall overcome someday We ll walk hand in hand we ll walk hand in hand we ll walk hand in hand someday We shall live in peace we shall live in peace we shall live in peace someday We are not afraid we are not afraid we are not afraid today
Down To The River To Pray American Traditional, published 1867 As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Good Lord, show me the way! O sisters, let's go down, Let's go down, come on down O sisters, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the robe and crown Good Lord, show me the way! O brothers, let's go down Let's go down, come on down Come on, brothers, let's go down Down in the river to pray