AMERICA (MY COUNTRY, ‘TIS OF THEE) / Arr. Robert Edgerton

My country, 'tis of thee,

Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died!

Land of the Pilgrims' pride!

From ev'ry mountainside

Let freedom ring!

Let music swell the breeze,

And ring from all the trees

Sweet freedom's song.

Let mortal tongues awake;

Let all that breathe partake;

Let rocks their silence break,

The sound prolong.

Let swell the song,

Sweet freedom!

Our fathers' God, to Thee,

Author of liberty,

To Thee we sing.

Long may our land be bright,

With freedom's holy light;

Protect us by Thy might,

Great God, our King!

America!
 

THE ANGELS GO / MSG Daniel Kang-Campolieta

To fight aloud, is very brave -

But gallanter, I know

Who charge within the bosom

The Cavalry of Wo -

Who win, and nations do not see -

Who fall - and none observe -

Whose dying eyes, no Country

Regards with patriot love -

We trust, in plumed procession

For such, the Angels go -

Rank after Rank, with even feet -

And Uniforms of snow.

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MY CATHEDRAL / Christina Whitten Thomas

Like two cathedral towers these stately pines

Uplift their fretted summits tipped with cones;

The arch beneath them is not built with stones,

Not Art but Nature traced these lovely lines,

And carved this graceful arabesque of vines;

No organ but the wind here sighs and moans,

No sepulchre conceals a martyr’s bones.

No marble bishop on his tomb reclines.

Enter! The pavement, carpeted with leaves,

Gives back a softened echo to thy tread!

Listen! The choir is singing; all the birds,

In leafy galleries beneath the eaves,

Are singing! Listen, ere the sound be fled,

And learn there may be worship without words.

EV’RY TIME I FEEL THE SPIRIT / Arr. William L. Dawson

Ev’ry time I feel the spirit,

Moving in my heart, I will pray;

Yes, ev’ry time I feel the spirit,

Moving in my heart, I will pray.

Upon the mountain my Lord spoke,

Out of His mouth came fire and smoke;

Looked all around me, it looked so fine,

Till I asked my Lord if all was mine.

Jordan river is chillyan’ cold,

It chills the body, but not the soul;

There ain’t but one train upon this track,

It runs to heaven an’ right back.

I will pray, ev’ry time I feel the spirit, I will pray.

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ROSIE THE RIVETER / Arr. SFC Greg Hammond

All the day long, whether rain or shine

She's a part of the assembly line

She's making history, working for victory

Rosie, the riveter

Keeps a sharp lookout for sabotage

Sitting up there on the fuselage

That little friend can do more than the men can do

Rosie, the riveter

Rosie's got a brother, Charlie

Charlie, he's a Marine

Rosie is protecting Charlie

Workin' overtime on the riveting machine

When they gave her a production 'E'

She was as proud as a girl could beThere's something true about, red, white, and blue about

Rosie, the riveter

Everyone stops to admire the scene,

Rosie at work on the B-Nineteen,

She's never twittery, nervous or jittery,

Rosie, the riveter.

What if she's smeared full of oil and grease,

Doing her bit for the old Lend-lease,

She keeps the gang around, they love to hang around,

Rosie, the riveter.

Rosie buys a lot of war bonds,

That girl really has sense,

Wishes she could purchase more bonds,

Putting all her cash into national defense.

Senator Jones, who is "in the know",

Shouted these words on the radio,

Berlin will hear about, Moscow will cheer about,

Rosie, the riveter.

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GLORIA / Randol Alan Bass

Gloria in excelsis Deo, Glory to God in the highest,

Et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis. And on earth peace to people of good will.

Laudamus te, benedicimus te, We praise you, we bless you,

Adoramus te, glorificamus te. We adore you, we glorify you.

Gratias agimus tibi propter We give you thanks

Magnum gloriam tuam. For your great glory.

Domine Deus, Rex coelestis Lord God, heavenly King,

Deus Pater omnipotens. O God almighty Father.

Domine Fili unigenite, Jesu Christe. Lord Jesus Christ, only Begotten Son,

Domine Deus, Agnus Dei. Jesu, Filius Patris. Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father.Qui tollis peccata mundi, You take away the sins of the world,

Miserere nobis. Have mercy on us.

Qui tollis peccata mundi, You take away the sins of the world,

Suscipe deprecationem nostram. Receive our prayer.

Qui sedes ad dexteram Patris, You are seated at the right hand of the Father

Miserere nobis, Jesu. Have mercy on us, Jesus.

Quoniam tu, tu solus sanctus. For you alone are the Holy One,

Tu solus Dominus. You alone are the Lord,

Tu solus altissimus, You alone are the most High,

Jesu Christe Jesus Christ.

Cum Sancto Spiritu, With the Holy Spirit,

In gloria, Dei, Patris, In the Glory of God the Father,

Amen. Amen.

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UNCLOUDED DAY / Rev. J.K. Alwood

O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies,

They tell me of a home far away,

And they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise:

O they tell me of an unclouded day.

O the land of cloudless days,

O the land of an unclouded sky,

O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise:

O they tell me of an unclouded day.

O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,

They tell me of a land far away,

Where the tree of life in eternal bloom

Sheds its fragrance through the unclouded day.

They tell me of a King in His beauty there,

They tell me that mine eyes shall behold

Where He sits on the throne that is bright as the sun

In the city that is made of gold.

PURE IMAGINATION / Arr. Bram and Alphonso

Come with me and you'll be in a world of pure imagination

Take a look and you'll see into your imagination

We'll begin with a spin traveling in the world of my creation

What we'll see will defy explanation

If you want to view paradise simply look around and view it

Anything you want to, do it. Want to change the world?

There's nothing to it

There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination

Living there, you'll be free if you truly wish to be

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FREE AT LAST / Arr. SGM Jason Gottshall

I wish by golly I could spread my wings and fly

And let my grounded soul be free for just a little while,

To be like eagles when they ride upon the wind

And taste the sweetest taste of freedom for my soul.

Then I'd be free at last, free at last,

Great God Almighty, I'd be free at last.

To let my feelings lie where harm cannot come by

And hurt this always hurtin' heart that needs to rest awhile.

I wish by golly I could spread my wings and fly

And taste the sweetest taste of freedom for my soul.

Then I'd be free at last, free at last,

Great God Almighty, I'd be free at last.

HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE / Arr. Kenter Davies

I know your eyes in the mornin’ sun

I feel you touch me in the pourin’ rain

And the moment that you wander far from me

I wanna feel you in my arms again

And you come to me on a summer breeze

Keep me warm in your love then you softly leave

And it’s me you need to show

How deep is your love? How deep is your love?

I really need to learn cuz we’re livin’ in a world of fools

Breakin’ us down when they all should let us be

We belong to you and me

I believe in you, you know the door to my very soul

You’re the light in my deepest, darkest hour

You’re my savior when I fall

And you may not think that I care for you

When you know deep down inside

I really do and it’s me you need to show

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AIN’T NO MOUNTAIN / Arr. Murtha

Listen, baby, ain't no mountain high

Ain't no valley low, ain't no river wide enough, baby

If you need me, call me, no matter where you are

No matter how far, don't worry, baby

Just call my name, I'll be there in a hurry

You don't have to worry

'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain high enough

Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough

To keep me from getting to you, babyRemember the day I set you free

I told you, you could always count on me, girl

And from that day on I made a vow

I'll be there when you want me some way, some how

Oh no darling, no wind, no rain or winter’s cold can stop me baby

No, no baby, 'cause you are my love

If you’re ever in trouble, I'll be there on the double

Just send for me, oh baby

My love is alive way down in my heart although we are miles apart

If you ever need a helping hand I'll be there on the double just as fast as I can

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STEVIE WONDER MEDLEY / Arr. MSG Daniel Kang-Campolieta

SIR DUKE

Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand,

With an equal opportunity for all to sing, dance, and clap their hands,

But just because a record has a groove don’t make it in the groove,

But you can tell right away at letter “A” when the people start to move.

They can feel it all over, they can feel it all over, people.

Music knows it is and always will be one of the things that life just won’t quit.

But here are some of music’s pioneers, that time will not allow us to forget:

For there’s Basie, Miller, Satchamo, and the king of all, Sir Duke.

And with a voice like Ella’s ringin’ out, there’s no way the band can lose.

You can feel it all over,

You can feel it all over, people.

OVERJOYED

Over time, I’ve been building my castle of love,Just for two, though you never knew you were my reason,

I’ve gone much too far for you now to say

That I’ve got to throw my castle away,

And though you don’t believe that they do, they do come true

For did my dreams come true when I looked at you,

Can make it true if you would believe,

You too might be overjoyed, over love, over me,

And though the odds say improbable, what do they know?

For, in romance, all true love needs is a chance,

And maybe with a chance you will find

You too like I, overjoyed, over love, over you,

Overjoyed.

SIGNED, SEALED, DELIVERED I’M YOURS

Like a fool I went and stayed too long,

Now I’m wond’rin’ if your love’s still strong.

Oo, baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I’m yours.

Then that time I went and said goodbye

Now I’m back and not ashamed to cry.

Oo, baby, here I am signed, sealed, delivered, I’m yours.

Here I am baby, signed, sealed, delivered, I’m yours.

(You’ve got my future in your hands)

I’ve done a lot of foolish things, that I really didn’t mean

Hey! Hey! Yeah, yeah, didn’t I, oh baby,

Seen a lot of things in this old world.

When I touched them they did nothing, girl,

Oo, baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I’m yours.

Oo-wee babe, you set my soul on fire

That’s why I know you’re my one and only desire.

Oo, baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I’m yours.

BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC / Arr. Peter J. Wilhousky

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;

He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:

His truth is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,

They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;

I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:

His day is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,

With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:

As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,

While God is marching on.