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Handel’s Messiah

My favorite remains ASMF’s 1992 live recording, conducted by Sir Neville Marriner. But since that’s not available online, I tried to find my second choice — the Choir of King’s College and the Brandenburg Consort’s 1993 live recording, under Stephen Cleobury. But unfortunately, neither was that available in full version. So on this Christmas Eve, I settled with Cleobury’s 2009 instead:

And the angel said to them, ¡§Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. (Luke 2:10-11, ESV)

Merry Christmas to you all.

Speak O Lord – Kristyn Getty

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Jackie and her E Minor

Don’t know why, but I thought of her today. She would have been 65 years old on January 26 of this year.

Jacqueline du Pre, and her Elgar’s E Minor… who can forget?

In the bleak midwinter / ÄY¥VÃh¥D

One of my favorite Christmas hymns — In the bleak midwinter:

Yes, just what are you going to give to this new born King?

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In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
but his mother only, in her maiden bliss,
worshiped the beloved with a kiss.

What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
if I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him: give my heart.

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