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With special guest Patrice Pike - Conspirare

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For I am the Lord your God (Isaiah 43:1-3)True man yet very God;From sin and death He saves us,And lightens ev’ry load.–15 th Century Carol, trans. Theodore BakerJubilate DeoJubilate Deo, omnis terra.Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands.Servite Domino in lætitia; introite in conspectu ejus in exsultatione.Serve the Lord with gladness; come before his presence with singing.Scitote quoniam Dominus ipse est Deus;Know ye that the Lord he is God;ipse fecit nos, et non ipsi nos:it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves;populus ejus, et oves pascuæ ejus.we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.Introite portas ejus in confessione;Enter into his gates with thanksgiving,atria ejus in hymnis:and into his courts with praise:confitemini illi. Laudate nomen ejus.be thankful unto him, and bless his name.Quoniam suavis est Dominus, in æternum misericordia ejus,For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting;et usque in generationem et generationem veritas ejus.and his truth endureth to all generations.–Psalm 100+++++++++++++++++++++++++++AWAKEN(He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen.)–Isaiah 50:4My Spirit Sang All DayMy spirit sang all day / O my joy.Nothing my tongue could say, / Only my joy!My heart an echo caught / O my joyAnd spake, / Tell me thy thought, / Hide not thy joy.My eyes gan peer around, / O my joyWhat beauty hast thou found? / Shew us thy joy.My jealous ears grew whist; / O my joyMusic from heaven is’t, / Sent for our joy?She also came and heard; / O my joy,What, said she, is this word? / What is thy joy?And I replied, / O see, O my joy,‘Tis thee, I cried, ‘tis thee: / Thou art my joy.–Robert Seymour Bridges12Wake, AwakeWake, awake, for night is flying; / The watchmen on the heights are crying:Awake, Jerusalem, at last!

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