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I was raised in Thatcher, Utah, a small town west of Tremonton on the north end of the state. Home is where I enjoy being the most. If I leave, it is usually for something very important. To relax or to waste a few minutes, I gravitate to my piano. My favorite thing to do is to turn out the lights when I'm alone and play to my heart's content. This is one way I find ideas for music. Another place where I've gotten more than a few ideas is when I've been exercising, whether it's walking the trails of Alpine, or riding my road bike. I think about my life and the issues of the day while walking, and those moments frequently end with music rattling through my head. I have a husband, five children and twelve grandchildren - all of whom are the light of my life. I'd rather be with any one of them than just about anything. However, I do enjoy my solitude, which is probably why the hobby of writing music has been so appealing to me. My mother was my music teacher until she said I had outgrown her. I then took from a wonderful lady who helped shape me. Oh how I would love to have a sit-down visit with her. She probably knows me better than anyone, as she was there as I was in the process of becoming. I've been blessed with a husband who is the wind beneath my wings. He's made every possible sacrifice to encourage my music - whether just enjoying playing or writing. Were it not for his support, there is no way I could take it to the level where I can share it. The music on this site is music from my heart over the past 38+ years. It has been my solace through hard times and my joy through the good times. Much of it was "unsolicited" by me; it just came. Some of it has come through assignments or good people trusting me with their lyrics. All of it has been a miracle in my own eyes, as it was not something for which I was trained. My fingers somehow knew how to produce what was rattling through my head and by brute force it has found its way to paper. I hope you will enjoy it and let me know how you are using it. My website has much of what is here plus a lot of songs that do not fall into the "Sacred Music" genre. Feel free to visit it. I love suggestions and comments!
As I was studying the New Testament during our Come Follow Me during the Easter Season, I became quite intrigued at things I had possibly skimmed over in my previous study of this section of the New Testament. I found myself pondering Mary at the tomb and the sorrow she might have been feeling. Although I felt I knew this scene in the history of Jesus, I did not remember the women who accompanied Mary to the tomb. That became the seedbed of this song. Like most of my music, it started out as a solo, but I could not ignore the fact I heard other voices. This was a stretch for me, but one I have thoroughly enjoyed as the words and music have been in my head non-stop for two and a half months.
I would be amiss if I didn’t give credit for some serious help from my brother, Tom Waldron. He helps me see details from a different angle as well as tutors me in learning Finale. Also, thanks to Marvin Payne, good friend and talented artist in his own right. He was so good to give me some of his time and voice to take it to the next level. This recording could not have happened without his talents. My next dream is to actually hear a choir sing it.
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Lyrics: An angel came to Mary who wept in agony outside the tomb.
Why weepest? Can’t ye see that over death He won the victory.
The women there fell down in praise. Indeed in three days had His body raised.
Hosannah to our Risen Lord, who broke the bands of death we could not forge.
Hosannah to our Risen Lord! He paid the price we could not afford.
Jesus, the Son of God. The Savior of mankind, our Risen Lord.
He gave to us a higher law, to live in peace with one accord.
He prayed for us. He died for us. He willingly bore all the pains for each one of us.
Hosannah to our Risen Lord! Anointed King, triumphant Lord
He taught them truth. Their lives were blessed, yet Satan’s lies soon caused them to forget.
They wandered off the path that leads to all the gifts our Father hath.
Soon sin prevailed. His power left. There was no living water where they fed.
They soon forgot the things He taught, the miracles they saw, the peace He brought.
He paid the price for humanity; unlocked the gate to eternity.
Jesus, the Son of God. The Savior of mankind. Our Risen Lord.
He gave to us a higher law, to live in peace in one accord.
He prayed for us. He died for us. He willingly bore all the pains for each one of us.
Hosannah to our Risen Lord! Anointed King, The Savior of the world.
