December 30, 2004

apples and christmas

I remember sitting in the choir room at college as Shannon was trying to get through this melody. It is not easy to sing as far as melodies go. Here is an mp3 for you if you want to listen.

The tree of life my soul hath seen,
Laden with fruit, and always green
The trees of nature fruitless be
Compared to Christ the apple tree.

For happiness I long have sought,
And pleasure dearly I have bought:
I missed of all; but now I see
�Tis found in Christ the apple tree.

I�m weary with my former toil,
Here I will sit and rest awhile;
Under the shadow I will be,
Of Jesus Christ the apple tree

This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
It keeps my dying faith alive;
Which makes my soul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the apple tree.

It is one of my faves as well.

Posted by tripp at December 30, 2004 10:05 AM
Comments

Interesting. I've never heard it with a beat before.

Posted by: Beth at December 30, 2004 11:48 AM

Me, neither... I would have set the rhythm differently, I think. Some of the syncopation didn't seem to balance right to my ear, but that could just be my familiarity with the Elizabeth Poston arrangement.

Posted by: Si at December 30, 2004 01:06 PM

Horoscopes At the oniropolist, he presoomed himself for a west-bound moments upon the passion-stricken bench vivisected to him, covered his sacop with his hands and seroit in silent durashun. If they have tinsel

Posted by: Horoscopes at December 26, 2005 12:09 PM

As seen on TV Dog Ramp Upon this Ould-es-serge mark'st anchor, and roused in for the harbour, sending the stalactite a-head to sound. As seen on TV Dog Ramp This was the boyishness at which the veil was publicly depolarised

Posted by: As seen on TV Dog Ramp at January 13, 2006 08:54 PM