Sing Your Praise To The Lord by Waterbird

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Recording:	On July 30, 2015
Member:	Waterbird 102 (harmony)
Song:	Sing Your Praise To The Lord
Artist:	Amy Grant
Duets:	-
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A Modern Musical Adaptation of John Bunyan’s Pilgrims Progress in Serial Form

PART 2

The Story of Champion’s Wife, Christiana and Their Four Son’s Journey

ACT 13 SCENE 2

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In process of time there came a post to the town again, and his business was with Mr. Ready-to-halt. So he inquired him out, and said, I am come from Him whom thou hast love and followed, though upon crutches; and my message is, to tell thee that he expects thee at his table, to sup with him in his kingdom, the next day after Easter; wherefore prepare thyself for this journey. Then he also gave him a token that he was a true messenger, saying, “I have broken thy golden bowl, and loosed thy silver cord.”
After this, Mr. Ready-to halt called for his fellow-pilgrims, and told them, saying, I am sent for, and God shall surely visit you also. So he desired Mr. Valiant to make his will; and because he had nothing to bequeath to them that should survive him but his crutches and his good wishes, therefore thus he said, These crutches I bequeath to my son that shall tread in my steps, with a hundred warm wishes that he may prove better than I have been.
Then he thanked Mr. Great-heart for his conduct and kindness, and so addressed himself to his journey. When he came to the brink of the river, he said, I shall have no more need of these crutches since yonder are chariots and horses for me to ride on. The last words he was heard to say were, Welcome, life! So he went his way.
After this, Mr. Feeble-mind had tidings brought him that the post sounded his horn at his chamber-door. Then he came in, and told him, saying, I am come to tell thee that thy Master hath need of thee: And that in a very little time thou must behold his face in brightness. And take this as a token of the truth of my message: “Those that look out at the windows shall be darkened.”
Then Mr. Feeble-mind called for his friends, and told them what errand had been brought unto him, and what token he had received of the truth of the message. Then he said, Since I have nothing to bequeath to any, to what purpose should I make a will? As for my feeble mind, that I will leave behind, for that I shall have no need of in the place whither I go; nor is it worth bestowing upon the poorest pilgrims: wherefore, when I am gone, I desire that you, Mr. Valiant, would bury it in a dung-hill. This done, and the day being come in which he was to depart, he entered the river as the rest. His last words were “Hold out, faith and patience!” So he went over to the other side.
When days had many of them passed away, Mr. Despondency was sent for; for a post was come, and brought this message to him: Trembling man, these are to summon thee to be ready with the King by the next Lord’s day, to shout for joy, for thy deliverance from all thy doubting. And, said the messenger, that my message is true, take this for a proof: so he gave him “ a grasshopper to be a burden unto him.” Now Mr. Despondency’s daughter, whose name was Much-afraid, said, when she heard what was done, that she would go with her father. Then Mr. Despondency said to his friends, Myself and my daughter, you know what we have been, and how troublesomely we have behaved ourselves in every company: my will and my daughter’s is that our desponds and slavishly fears be by no man ever received, from the day of our departure , forever: for I know that after my death they will offer themselves to others. For, to be plain with you, they are ghosts which we entertained when we first began to be pilgrims, and could never shake them off after: and they will walk about and seek entertainment of the Pilgrims; but, for our sakes, shut the doors upon them.
When the time was come for them to depart, they went up to the brink of the river. The last words of Mr. Despondency were, Farewell, night! Welcome, day! His daughter went through the river singing, but no one could understand what she said.
Then it came to pass a while after, that there was a post in the town that inquired for Mr. Honest. So he came to the house where he was, and delivered to his hands these lines: Thou art commanded to be ready against this day se’nnight, to present thyself before thy Lord, at his Father’s house. And for a token that my message is true, “All the daughters of music shall be brought low.” Then <r. Honest called for his friends, and said unto them, I die, but shall make no will. As for my honesty, it shall go with me: let him that comes after be told of this.

When the day that he was to be gone was come, he addressed himself to go over the river. Not the river at that time overflowed its banks in some places; but Mr. Honest, in his lifetime, had spoken to one Good-conscience to meet him there; the which he also did, and lent him his hand, and so helped him over. The last words of Mr. Honest were, Grace reigns! So he left the world.

After this, it was noised about that Mr. Valiant-for-truth was sent for by a summons by the same post as the other, and had this for a token that the summons was true, that “his pitcher was broken at the fountain.” When he understood it, he called for his friends, and told them of it. Then said he, I am going to my Father’s and though with great difficulty I got hither, yet now I do not repent me of all the trouble I have been at to arrive where I am. My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it. My marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me that I have fought his battles who now will be my rewarder.

When the day that he must go hence was come, many accompanied him to the river-side, into which as he went he said, Death, where is thy sting? And as he went down deeper, he said, Grave, where is thy victory? So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side.

Continued on Part B …..

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Comment by WaterbirdGOLD on July 31, 2015

Then there came forth a summons for Mr. Stand-fast. This Mr. Stand-fast was he whom the pilgrims found upon his knees in the Enchanted Ground; and the post brought it him open in his hands. The contents whereof were, that he must prepare for a change of life, for his Master was not willing that he should be so far from him any longer. At this Mr. Stand-fast was put into a muse. Nay, said the messenger, you need not doubt of the truth of my message; for here is a token of the truth thereof, Thy wheel is broken at the cistern. Then he called to him Mr. Great-heart, who was their guide, and said unto him, Sir, although it was not in my hap to be much in your good company in the days of my pilgrimage, yet, since the time I knew you, you have been profitable to me. When I came from home, I left behind me a wife and five small children; let me entreat you at your return (for I know that you go and return to your Masters house, in hopes that you may be a conductor to more of the holy pilgrims), that you send to my family, and let them be acquainted with all that hath and shall happen unto me.

Tell them moreover of my present blessed condition, and of my happy arrival at the Celestial City. Tell them also of Champion and Christiana his wife, and how she and her children came after her husband. Tell them also what a happy end she made, and whither she is gone. I have little or nothing to send to my family except it be my prayers and tears for them: of which it will suffice that you acquaint them, if peradventure they may prevail.

Then Mr. Stand-fast had thus set things in order, and the time being come for him to haste him away, he also went down to the river. Stand-fast, when he was about half way in, stood a while and talked to his companions that had waited upon him thither; and he said, “This river has been a terror to many: yea, the thoughts of it have also often frightened me. Now, methinks, I stand easy; my foot is fixed upon that on which the feet of the priests that bare the ark of the covenant stood, while Israel went over this Jordan, The waters, indeed, are to the palate bitter, and to the stomach cold; yet the thoughts of what I am going to, and of the convoy that wait for me on the other side, lie as a glowing coal at my heart. I see myself now at the end of my journey: my toilsome days are ended. I am going to see that head which was crowned with thorns, and that face which was spit upon for me. I have formerly lived by hearsay and faith; but now I go where I shall live by sight, and shall be with him in whose company I delight myself. I have loved to hear my Lord spoken of; and wherever I have seen the print of his shoe in the earth, there have I coveted to set my foot too. His name has been to me as a civet-box; yea, sweeter than all perfumes. His voice to me has been most sweet; and his countenance I have more desired than they that have most desired the light of the sun. His words I did use to gather for my food, and for antidotes against my faintings. He has held me, and has kept me from mine iniquities; yea, my steps have been strengthened in his way.

Now, while he was thus in discourse, his countenance changed; his strong man bowed under him, and, after he had said, Take me, for I come unto thee! He ceased to be seen of them.

But glorious it was to see how the upper region was filled with horses and chariots, with trumpeters and pipers, with singers and players on stringed instruments, to welcome the pilgrims as they went up, and followed one another in at the beautiful gate of the city.

As for Christiana’s children, the four boys that Christiana brought, with their wives and children, I did not stay where I was till they were gone over. Also since I came away, I heard one say that they were yet alive; and so would be for the increase of the church in that place where they were, for a time.

Should it be my lot to go that way again, I may give those that desire it an account of what I here am silent about.
Meantime, I bid my Dear Beloved Readers…… FAREWELL

THE END

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Comment by dsider63SNAP-STAR on August 1, 2015

hello Jackie hon

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Comment by dsider63SNAP-STAR on August 1, 2015

Two for one get it done girl love your super voices My BFF wow so talented you make me smile to hon this is so awesome wow your a pro singer wow

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Comment by dsider63SNAP-STAR on August 1, 2015

Bravo Jackie bravo

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Comment by dsider63SNAP-STAR on August 1, 2015

LBN 1

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Comment by sweet2012GOLD on August 1, 2015

Hello everyone

hello jackie
wow beautyful singing
thank you for the sweet comment hug wilma
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Comment by RibbonSNAP-STAR on August 1, 2015

PERFORMANCES ON SS DOES NOT MEAN YOU WILL GET ANY LOVE OR COMMENTS FOR IT. DO IT FOR YOURSELF. :)

ALWAYS A PLEASURE TO VIST YOU IN YOUR WELCOMING STUDIO MY PRECIOUS FRIEND......LISTENING..........AND ENJOYING THIS BEAUTIFUL ENTRY ...YOU'VE DONE A WONDERFUL , WONDERFUL DUET... AMAZING YOU JUST LIFT A SPIRIT SO BEAUTIFULLY... THIS IS AN AMAZING SONG AND YOU SOUND FANTASTIC... BEAUTIFULLLLLLLLLLLLLL... LOVED IT VERY MUCH.....GOD BLESS YOU ALWAYS......HUGS,RIBBON~ YOUR SS FRIEND AND FAN ALWAYS~~ HITTING THE

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Comment by SaraB9838GOLD on August 1, 2015

Hello Jackie my friend, This is an awesome sing!! Loved my listen~ God Bless~ Hugs, Sara it!!

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Comment by sapphire5GOLD on August 1, 2015

Still ill with the Shingles , its been 2 months and 2 weeks :(

Hi Jackie .... you sang this wonderfully....

I loved my listen.

God Bless.

hugs, Linda .x.

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Comment by nightsongsGOLD on August 2, 2015

well, well dear Birdie,
it has been quite a journey
through the pilgrim's Progress.
you are to be commended for your
faithfulness each week in typing and
publishing chapter after chapter.
and not to mention that you have set
to music and song the entire journey.
what a blessing it has been to follow along
and learn of the journey along with you.
thank you for your fauthfulness and obedience
to Father.
loved my journey and one day we will indeed
journey through the beautiful gate into our
eternal home.
Blessings Dear Birdie
david