Короткий, но очень красивый гимн "Holy Ground". Слова и музыка Geron Davis, 1960.Вот оригинальный текст. Русского перевода не нашёл - наверное нет пока.
We are standing on holy ground
And I know that there are angels all around
Let us praise Jesus now
We are standing in His presence on holy ground 242

В моём сборнике есть только два куплета этой песни.Так я её и оранжировал. А потом оказалось, что есть ещё один - третий, а некоторые певцы (Elvis Presley) повторяют ещё раз первый куплет. Но переделывать не стал -оставил так.А ещё я узнал трогательную и печальную историю Томаса Дорси. Вот http://www.christianitytoday.com/tc/2003/004/16.16.html если кому интересно.
Слова :Thomas A.Dorsey 1899-1993 Музыка : George N.Allen 1812-1877
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I'm tired, I’m weak, I’m lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home

When my way grows drear precious Lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home

When the darkness appears and the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home 243

А вот ещё один гимн. Он у меня получился в таком старинном итальянском стиле. Вообще-то ему и на самом деле лет 200 наверное.
Слова : William Walford 1772-1850
Музыка : William B.Bradbury 1816-1868
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His Word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight:
This robe of flesh I’ll drop and rise
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout, while passing through the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!” 245

Cуществует несколько вариантов мелодии на слова гимна "Search Me, O God". Есть даже Maori melody - музыка аборигенов Новой Зеландии. Но я выбрал менее экзотическую версию:
Слова: J. Edwin Orr, 1912-1987
Музыка: Edward J. Hopkins, 1818-1901

Search me, O God,
And know my heart today;
Try me, O Savior,
Know my thoughts, I pray.
See if there be
Some wicked way in me;
Cleanse me from every sin
And set me free.

I praise Thee, Lord,
For cleansing me from sin;
Fulfill Thy Word,
And make me pure within.
Fill me with fire
Where once I burned with shame;
Grant my desire
To magnify Thy Name.

Lord, take my life,
And make it wholly Thine;
Fill my poor heart
With Thy great love divine.
Take all my will,
My passion, self and pride;
I now surrender, Lord
In me abide.

O Holy Ghost,
Revival comes from Thee;
Send a revival,
Start the work in me.
Thy Word declares
Thou wilt supply our need;
For blessings now,
O Lord, I humbly plead.
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O Worship the King - этот гимн имеет очень почтенный возраст:Роберт Грант в 1833 г. переработал текст Вильяма Кита напечатаный в 1561 г. Мелодий на эти слова тоже есть несколько вариантов. Я выбрал самую "молодую" т.е. ближайшую к нам по времени версию Иогана Гайдна (1737-1806).(Это брат того самого Гайдна, который Франц Йозеф) Отдельное спасибо Вильяму Гардинеру, чья оранжировка (London: 1815) стала основой для моей работы.
Слова: Robert Grant
Музыка: Johann M. Haydn
O worship the King, all glorious above,
O gratefully sing His power and His love;
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,
Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space,
His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.

The earth with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old;
Established it fast by a changeless decree,
And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.

Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

O measureless might! Ineffable love!
While angels delight to worship Thee above,
The humbler creation, though feeble their lays,
With true adoration shall all sing Thy praise.
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У Роберта Лоури этот гимн звучит тожественно, даже сурово. А у меня получилось помягче. Вроде как пастораль.Это наверное потому, что я эту фонограмму делал после путешествия по Швейцарии.
Слова и музыка: Robert Lowry, 1826-1899
What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Refrain

Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

For my pardon, this I see,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
For my cleansing this my plea,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Refrain

Nothing can for sin atone,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
Naught of good that I have done,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

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This is all my hope and peace,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
This is all my righteousness,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

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Now by this I’ll overcome—
Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
Now by this I’ll reach my home—
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

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Glory! Glory! This I sing—
Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
All my praise for this I bring—
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

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В основе гимна "How Great Thou Art" лежит шведская народная мелодия (в оригинале "O, Store Gud"). Самое интересное, что миссионер Стюарт Хин написал свою версию слов, вдохновлённый русским переводом(1925г), которого мне, к сожалению найти не удалось.
Слова и музыка: Stuart K.Hine, 1899
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O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power through-out the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
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When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze:
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And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin:
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When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God. how great Thou art!
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Когда-то, давным-давно служил я военным музыкантом.(В Совецкой, конечно, армии - в какой же ещё?).Поздно вечером, после отбоя я и ещё 4 -5 таких же "отщепенцев" потихоньку пробирались в студию и с восторгом играли "запрещённую" музыку по еле разбираемым нотам, напечатаных на мутных фотокарточках.
Слова: Thomas O. Chisholm, 1917.
Музыка: Carl H. Lowden, 1915

LIVING FOR JESUS

Living for Jesus, a life that is true,
Striving to please Him in all that I do;
Yielding allegiance, glad hearted and free,
This is the pathway of blessing for me.

Refrain

O Jesus, Lord and Savior, I give myself to Thee,
For Thou, in Thy atonement, didst give Thyself for me.
I own no other Master, my heart shall be Thy throne.
My life I give, henceforth to live, O Christ, for Thee alone.

Living for Jesus Who died in my place,
Bearing on Calvary my sin and disgrace;
Such love constrains me to answer His call,
Follow His leading and give Him my all.

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Living for Jesus, wherever I am,
Doing each duty in His holy Name;
Willing to suffer affliction and loss,
Deeming each trial a part of my cross.

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Living for Jesus through earth’s little while,
My dearest treasure, the light of His smile;
Seeking the lost ones He died to redeem,
Bringing the weary to find rest in Him.

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Ещё два гимна:

PRAISE HIM, PRAISE HIM
Слова: Fanny Crosby
Музыка: Chester G. Allen

Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer!
Sing, O Earth, His wonderful love proclaim!
Hail Him! hail Him! highest archangels in glory;
Strength and honor give to His holy Name!
Like a shepherd, Jesus will guard His children,
In His arms He carries them all day long:

Refrain

Praise Him! Praise Him!
Tell of His excellent greatness.
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Ever in joyful song!

Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer!
For our sins He suffered, and bled, and died.
He our Rock, our hope of eternal salvation,
Hail Him! hail Him! Jesus the Crucified.
Sound His praises! Jesus who bore our sorrows,
Love unbounded, wonderful, deep and strong.

Refrain

Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer!
Heav’nly portals loud with hosannas ring!
Jesus, Savior, reigneth forever and ever.
Crown Him! Crown Him! Prophet, and Priest, and King!
Christ is coming! over the world victorious,
Pow’r and glory unto the Lord belong.

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Make Me a Blessing
Слова: Ira B. Wilson, 1880-1950
Музыка: George S. Schuler, 1882-1973

Out in the highways and byways of life,
many are weary and sad; (are weary and sad ; )
Carry the sunshine where darkness is rife,
making the sorrowing glad.
Make me a blessing, make me a blessing,
Out of my life (out of my life) May Jesus shine;
Make me a blessing, O Savior, I pray, (I pray Thee, my Savior,)
Make me a blessing to someone today.

Tell the sweet story of Christ and His love;
Tell of His pow'r to forgive: (His pow'r to forgive.)
Others will trust Him if only you prove
true ev'ry moment you live.
Make me a blessing, make me a blessing,
Out of my life (out of my life) May Jesus shine;
Make me a blessing, O Savior, I pray, (I pray Thee, my Savior,)
Make me a blessing to someone today.

Give as 'twas given to you in your need;
Love as the Master loved you; (the Master loved you.)
Be to the helpless a helper indeed;
Unto your mission be true.
Make me a blessing, make me a blessing,
Out of my life (out of my life) May Jesus shine;
Make me a blessing, O Savior, I pray, (I pray Thee, my Savior,)
Make me a blessing to someone today.
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Гимн "To God Be the Glory" в исполнении оркестра народных инструментов. Меня всегда изумляло - как при помощи такого скупого набора этих самых инструментов удаётся получать "всеобъемлющий", почти симфонический саунд. Хотелось попробовать самому сделать что- нибудь в этом стиле. Вот что получилось:

Слова: Fanny J. Crosby, 1820-1915
Музыка: William H. Doane 1832-1915

To God be the glory, great things He has done;
So loved He the world that He gave us His Son,
Who yielded His life an atonement for sin,
And opened the life gate that all may go in.

Refrain

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
Let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
Let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father, through Jesus the Son,
And give Him the glory, great things He has done.

O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood,
To every believer the promise of God;
The vilest offender who truly believes,
That moment from Jesus a pardon receives.

Refrain

Great things He has taught us, great things He has done,
And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son;
But purer, and higher, and greater will be
Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see.

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Ну и наконец последний в этой подборке (давайте называть её альбомом - мне будет приятно:) ) баптистских гимнов - "Holy, Holy,Holy". Тут я мудрить не стал - написано: Majesty and Power - так и исполним : Величественно и Мощно.

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Слова: Reginald Herber, 1789-1826
Музыка: John B. Dykes, 1823-1876

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessèd Trinity!

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.

Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see;
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea;
Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessèd Trinit
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