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Echoes of Joy

Here’s a song that is both old and new.  The text of the verses was written in the 5th century, then translated and altered in the 19th century.  Here I pair the text with a new refrain and all new music.  I made the range a little too high for me, so I’m recruiting a friend to re-record the vocals.  I’ll be sure to share it when the improved version is ready.  But for now, it’s just me.  


In the beloved Christmas song “Angels We Have Heard on High” we are told that mountains echo the joyous song of the angels.  Echoing the joy happens not only when mountains reflect sound waves, but the “Echoes of Joy” from that night still reverberate in the faith-waves of our hearts.

 

I invite you to rejoice along with me that Christ the Savior is born for us.  Our rejoicing together will be an echo of that first Christmas night.


The text of the song is below the link.


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Echoes of Joy

1. From east to west, from shore to shore
Let ev'ry heart awake and sing.
The holy child whom Mary bore,
Is Christ, the everlasting king.

2. Behold, the world's creator wears
The form and fashion of a slave;
Our very flesh our maker shares,
His fallen creatures all to save.

And so we raise
Our praise!

Chorus:
We're singing
Echoes of joy,
Living echoes of love
For our Savior is born
God's favor from above.
Glory in the highest!
We're singing 
Echoes of joy,
Living echoes of peace
Sing heaven and earth,
The greatest and the least:
"Glory in the highest!"

3. And while the angels in the sky
Sang praise above the silent field,
To shepherds poor the Lord Most High,
The one great Shepherd, was revealed.

And so we raise
Our praise!

Chorus:
We're singing
Echoes of joy,
Living echoes of love
For our Savior is born
God's favor from above.
Glory in the highest!
We're singing 
Echoes of joy,
Living echoes of peace
Sing heaven and earth,
The greatest and the least:
"Glory in the highest!"

4. All glory for each Christmas morn
To God the Father ever be;
All praise to You, O Virgin-born,
And Holy Spirit eternally.

Glo---------------ria!
In excelsis Deo!

Glo---------------ria!
In excelsis Deo!

Chorus  &  Gloria


Merry Christmas!

truth + love

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