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My wife got me a mandolin for either Christmas or a birthday and I think this was one of the first songs I wrote on it.
My Father
Here in this foreign land
The Lord God takes my hand
One day - the Promised Land
And no more I’ll cry…
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The Our Father in Latin and sung a cappella. I don’t really know any Latin but I’ve tried to learn to say some of the basic prayers. For me it’s a really nice way to pray sometimes and frees my mind a bit to focus on God. This melody came to…
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My wife got me a mandolin for either Christmas or a birthday and I think this was one of the first songs I wrote on it.
My Father
Here in this foreign land
The Lord God takes my hand
One day - the Promised Land
And no more I’ll cry…
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This was written about the longing for heaven and reuniting with our loved ones.
Heaven’s Light
Intro: 4/4 D / D (DA#EG) / D / (EA#DF#) :// D ://
D G Em A
I will see you in the…
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My wife got me a mandolin for either Christmas or a birthday and I think this was one of the first songs I wrote on it.
My Father
Here in this foreign land
The Lord God takes my hand
One day - the Promised Land
And no more I’ll cry…
Uploaded
The Latin of the "Lord have mercy" part of the liturgy. Also included is the prayer given to St. Faustina - "For the sake of His sorrowful Passion..."
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The Our Father in Latin and sung a cappella. I don’t really know any Latin but I’ve tried to learn to say some of the basic prayers. For me it’s a really nice way to pray sometimes and frees my mind a bit to focus on God. This melody came to…
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Angel David
In heaven you were waiting for the Lord our God
To find a soul for you to watch over and to guide and love
Patiently you waited trusting in His plan
God’s will, your only desire, so unlike man
The day came…
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This is the Ave Maria prayer - the Hail Mary in Latin. The guitar is in a full E tuning with the Capo on the 5th fret. I recorded the voice and guitar together. This is the first recording of it so I may do it again to get the best performance.
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This is a poem by my late grandmother, Margaret Nina Hogan, which was written when she was a young woman,probably between the two World Wars. My brother, Mark, played the piano for me.
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