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Thine’s all the glory / man’s the boundless bliss
The Lord is ris’n indeed! Hallelujah!
Now is Christ risen from the dead,
And become the first-fruits of them that slept.
Hallelujah, and did He rise? did He rise?
Hear it ye nations! hear it, Oh ye dead!
He rose, He burst the bars of death
And triumphed o’er the grave.
Then I rose, then first humanity
Triumphant passed the crystal ports of light
And seized eternal youth.
Man, all immortal hail,
Hail heaven, all lavish of strange gifts to man,
Thine’s all the glory,
Man’s the boundless bliss.
This is all you need today.
Insanely evocative snapshots of Sacred Harp singings, northern Mississippi, early 1980s.
Thine’s all the glory / man’s the boundless bliss
The Lord is ris’n indeed! Hallelujah!
Now is Christ risen from the dead,
And become the first-fruits of them that slept.
Hallelujah, and did He rise? did He rise?
Hear it ye nations! hear it, Oh ye dead!
He rose, He burst the bars of death
And triumphed o’er the grave.
Then I rose, then first humanity
Triumphant passed the crystal ports of light
And seized eternal youth.
Man, all immortal hail,
Hail heaven, all lavish of strange gifts to man,
Thine’s all the glory,
Man’s the boundless bliss.
This past sunday, my friend Allison and I drove to Dayton for the annual Ohio Sacred Harp Convention! We sang for hours in a small, plain room! And we had wonderful potluck dinner on the grounds! Here’s a photo of some fellow Columbus friends.
I just got home from singing with the Columbus Sacred Harp group. This is one of the songs we did. Our version didn’t sound nearly as nice as this one, but that’s ok.