Youth choir "Mūza", Sniedze Praulina at Riga St.Peter's Church 22.05.2013

music by Colin Eatock text by Francis Kindlemarsh CaSt off all doubtful care, Exile and banish tears; To joyful news divine Lend us your liSt'ning ears. An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear, A case of clay contained a crown immortal. A cro...  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">moreStyle="display:none;">music by Colin Eatock text by Francis Kindlemarsh CaSt off all doubtful care, Exile and banish tears; To joyful news divine Lend us your liSt'ning ears. An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear, A case of clay contained a crown immortal. A crown of crowns, a King whose coSt and care Redeemed poor man, whose race before was thrall To death, to doom, to pains of everlaSting, By His sweet death, scorns, Stripes, and often faSting. A Star above the Stars, a sun of light, Whose blessed beams this wretched earth bespread With hope of heaven and of God's Son the sight, Which in our flesh and sinful soul lay dead. O faith, O hope, O joys renowned for ever, O lively life that deathless shall persevere. Then let us sing the lullabys of sleep To this sweet babe, born to awake us all From drowsy sin that made old Adam weep, And by his fault gave to mankind the fall. For lo! this day, the birth day, day of days, Summons our songs to give Him laud and praise.  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">less

We are an amateur choral group based out of Richardson, Texas in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. We sing a wide variety of music from sacred ChriStmas, to Broadway and show tunes in the spring.

5th Movement of Scott Perkins' The Stolen Child, performed by the HofStra Chamber Choir, December 14, 2012 David Fryling, Conductor Poetry by W.B. Yeats When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, A...  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">moreStyle="display:none;">5th Movement of Scott Perkins' The Stolen Child, performed by the HofStra Chamber Choir, December 14, 2012 David Fryling, Conductor Poetry by W.B. Yeats When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face. And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead, And hid his face amid a crowd of Stars.  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">less

If you’re a singer on your way to a voice lesson, rehearsal, or audition, it’s always good to do a bit of warming up in the car, because there are few things more annoying to music directors than Singers waSting time complaining that they&rsqu...

[A version of this article firSt appeared as a poSt on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   Many’s the time I see Ann lean over to Gill (not their real names) to help her get her part right. And every time I see a pained expression on ...

[The views expressed in this blog are from my personal experiences from 25 years of leading non-auditioned community choirs in the UK, as well as adult singing workshops. My focus is on teaching by ear using a repertoire of songs from traditions across th...