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Kenneth Cope

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Kenneth Cope

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Christian & Gospel

Description.

Kenneth Cope says, "I was born to point people to God. Through song, through words, through every medium available to me. I proclaim my Lord's glorious gospel, and do the greatest adept I possibly can to my fellowmen. And while I have all these artistic tools for my utilize, I'1000 to accomplish my purpose through love."

Kenneth grew up in a family total of musicians, his mother was a member of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir at the age of eighteen. Kenneth devotes his success to difficult work. "I worked pretty hard to develop my talents. And so, when an opportunity came along, I guess I was set up-prepared to take it."

He has released 17 albums, including a lot of work done for years with EFY CDs. Kenneth has also found great success through his song-writing and story-telling. Those that take listen to his music understand that the music created by Kenneth Cope is unique and shares with it'southward listeners a honey for his talent.

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17/05/2012
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All About You

Bright sounds and worshipful lyrics are what this album is all about. Actually, it'southward All Virtually You! Gimmicky and fresh, All About Y'all is a drove of songs filled with meaning and praise as only Kenneth Cope can create. Perfect for every day and every family member, this album will infuse you with energy, elevator your spirit, and turn your eyes to God — because really, information technology's all about Him.

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Track Listing:

All About You
Fire of God
His Name is Love
Cleaved
Where Yous Are
Tell Me
Him, and Him Alone
Information technology'due south However Y'all
See You in the Morning
Moe
Your Father's Child

Lyrics:

ALL ABOUT Yous

(written by Kenneth Cope)

All virtually You, all nearly Y'all

For me, Lord, it's all nearly You

I may exist a discussion on the street

Simply You're the talk of the town

I'm but a drop in the bucket

You're the flood coming downward

I know Y'all've said that, for You, information technology's all about us

And You prove information technology with all that You practise

But, for me, Lord

For me, Lord, it's all nigh Y'all

CHORUS:

(All nearly You) All about Y'all

Yep, for me, Lord, it's all virtually Yous

(All about You) Yeah, all about You

Gonna tell the earth all about

YouI may be a light on the loma

But You're the blazing of day

I'm just a piece of the puzzle

Y'all're the Truth and the Way

And it'due south awkward for me to be lavished with praise

When it'southward You lot who should get Your due

So from this 24-hour interval on

I'm insisting it'southward all about You

REPEAT CHORUS

You're the 1 behind the lord's day and moon and starlit skies

You're the breath of all that runs and crawls and swims and flies

You're behind every tree, (behind) every mountain and sea (You hide)

And You've managed to keep from view (what I will do)

I'm gonna concord Y'all up, gonna make a fuss

Gonna tell the globe all almost Y'all

Gonna tell the world all nearly Y'all

Gonna tell the world all virtually You

(All about You lot) All most Y'all

Gonna tell the world all nearly Yous

(All about Y'all) Yeah, all nigh You

Gonna tell the world all nearly Yous

We're the reason You practise what You lot exercise

But for me, Lord, it'south all about You

You're the reason I practise what I do

'Cause for me, Lord, information technology's all about Y'all

You're the reason I do what I do

Yes, for me, Lord, it's all about You lot

(All nearly You) Then all about You

Aye, for me, Lord, it'due south all about You

Fire OF GOD

(written by Kenneth Cope)

I'm start to feel it—so come on

Eleven, twelve, thirteen—emerging anxious and aware

Yearning for the burning, searching for the sign

Then xiv, fifteen, and xvi—I'd see more than my share

The times I felt His burn down, I was so much more than alive

Seventeen, eighteen—and peckish the fanning of the flame

Sometimes waiting, but always more to come

So at nineteen and twenty—He sent me to labor for His name

A time when we were 1

My will was offered up and consumed in the fire of God

CHORUS:

Information technology's a power that I tin't explicate

As it flows and it grows and it shapes my organized religion

There've been hundreds of moments I can't deny

When I brushed against the burn, or dwelt in the fire of God

Warmed past the fire, wondrous fire of God

A decade of twenties—He led me to learn among the world

Finding me a lady, and starting upward a home

And love fueled the journey—our thirties were melted into golden

With children of our ain

The glimpse we caught of heaven's throne was steeled in the fire of God

Repeat CHORUS

Lighted words sent to purge my soul

Holy feelings, impressions to marker the road

In that location've been staggering signs and I'll lookout man for more

When I'm defenseless upward in the fire, immersed in the fire of God

I'm living for the fire

Longing for the fire

Swept upward in the burn down

Can't live without the burn down

Information technology'southward a power that I can't explain

As it flows and it grows and it shapes my faith

There've been thousands of moments I won't deny

Forged in the burn…

REPEAT CHORUS

So filled with the fire, awesome fire of God

Can you feel the fire?

Come up, and feel the fire of God

Cleaved

(Words by Kenneth Cope; Music past Kenneth & Eliza Cope)

—inspired past Elder Jeffrey R. Holland

Broken clouds give rain

Cleaved soil grows grain

Cleaved staff of life feeds man for one more than day

Broken storms yield calorie-free

The break of day heals dark

Cleaved pride turns incomprehension into sight

Broken souls that need His mending

Cleaved hearts for offering

Could it be that God loves cleaved things

Broken chains set free

Broken swords bring peace

Broken walls make friends of y'all and me

To pause the ranks of sin

To break the news of Him

To put on Christ till His proper noun feels broken in

Cleaved souls that demand His mending

Broken hearts for offering

I believe that God loves broken things

And yet, our cleaved organized religion, our broken promises

Sent love to the cross

And nonetheless, that broken mankind, that broken eye of His

Offers us such grace and mercy

Covers usa with love undeserving

This broken soul that cries for mending

This broken heart for offering

I'm convinced that God loves broken me

Praise His name—my God loves broken things

So, cleaved cloud—Give pelting

And cleaved soil—Grow grain

And cleaved bread—Feed man for one more twenty-four hours

HIS Proper name IS LOVE

(written by Kenneth Cope)

My name is Ego—I desire to exist admired

And the middle of attention

My proper noun is Pride—it'southward true my thoughts and means are higher

Every rule needs an exception

CHORUS:

He leaves the fold to detect me

His touch reclaims, reminds me

His face is hope, His name is Beloved

My name's Impatience—I've got better things to look on

Tin't it just work out the first fourth dimension?

My name is Anger—all this bottled-upwardly frustration

Shows in outbursts of the worse kind

Repeat CHORUS

He's writing His name on my heart

Working the change from the inside

Pouring out grace from the offset

With zip but honey

My name is Condemnation—I've got 2 eyes that watch for fault

And ears to catch you

My name is Rumor—I've a tongue that runs to mischief

And a heart that sees correct past you

REPEAT CHORUS

He's writing His proper noun on my heart

Working the modify from the within

Pouring out grace from the start

With nothing but love

My name'south Forgetful—I go panicked in the moment

Though His love's come to astound me

My name's Unsteady—seems I'm most touching heaven

Or sin is crashing downwardly around me

REPEAT CHORUS

Oh, Lord, don't fail to discover me

Repossess, reform, refine me

Till my face is hope, and my proper noun is Love

My name is Weakness—My name is Fallen

His name is Jesus

His proper noun is Honey

WHERE You lot ARE

(written by Rich Mullins & Beaker

)CHORUS:

I'm talkin' Daniel in the den of the lions

Talkin' Jonah in the belly of a whale

I'm talkin' three Hebrew children

And they're standing in the furnace, the fiery furnace

Only the fire didn't burn them

And the lions didn't bite

And the Lord reached down and y'all tin can be sure that

Everything turned out right

Oh you'll run across the Lord in the furnace

Long time 'fore you lot meet Him in the heaven

And where you are ain't where you wish that yous was

'Cause your life ain't like shooting fish in a barrel and the road is crude

Just where you are is where He promised to be

From the ends of the world to every point of need

Echo CHORUS

Meet Him in your time of trial

Come across Him in your hr of prayer

You can reach out and I'll bet

You'll find that He's right in that location

Where you are, even so grim it may seem

This is real life at present—this ain't no Hollywood dream

And where you lot are, no matter what you may confront

Yous're gonna notice out real soon, what They mean They say

REPEAT CHORUS

Encounter Him in your time of trial

Run into Him in your hr of prayer

You can reach out and I'll bet

Y'all'll observe that He's there

And the fire won't burn y'all

And the lions won't bite

And the Lord will attain down and you can be sure that

Everything will turn out all correct

Oh, y'all'll meet the Lord in the furnace

Long time 'fore you meet Him in the sky

Then you'll meet Him in the sky

TELL ME

(written by Kenneth Cope)

Voices environs me, all set to confound me

Dissentious hope and fostering fear

Rules and commandments band heavy handed

In my ears, loud and clear

Sins, and omissions, laws and atmospheric condition

And, while I feel the need to make these known

Who'll speak of heaven'south every intention

To make me whole, and bring me abode?

CHORUS:

Tell me, tell of a God that won't slow downward

That will not residual till I am institute

Tell of His centre that won't let go

His arms that long to hold me

Tell me, tell of that Love that knows my face

And speaks my proper name

Tell me

Promises, favors, but never for failures

And then how can I always mensurate upwardly?

I need a Shepherd set up for endeavour

Who'll spare no cost to find the lost

REPEAT CHORUS

Tell me, tell of a Lord that won't slow down…

Tell me, tell me all well-nigh Them

Tell me

I need to hear more said about Them

Tell me

Won't someone else abreast me tell me?

Tell me

Tell me, tell of Their search that won't slow down

That They won't residuum till I am found

Tell of Their hearts that won't let go

Their artillery that long to hold me

Tell me, tell of that love that knows my face

And speaks my name

Tell me

HIM, AND HIM ALONE

(written by Kenneth Cope)

Him, and Him lone

Bowed to the ground every bit the weight of sins cruel burdensome Him alone

Claret on His face when the powers of hell rushed in on Him alone

Scorched with the pains of eternal burn down engulfing Him alone

Him, and Him lonely

CHORUS:

How could I call up information technology's mine to merit

Or speak of my share in information technology

This saving work He wrought lone

I've been a fool to believe I'd earn it

Or suppose I could deserve information technology

By words and deeds I'd telephone call my own

From this mean solar day on

I know I'm saved by Him alone

Him, and Him lonely

Scorned and abused though redeeming love would spring from Him alone

The sword of God's vengeance for cleaved constabulary swung down on Him lone

Hung on a cantankerous till He cried "It'due south finished"—just Him alone

Him, and Him alone

REPEAT CHORUS

His cross and death are foolishness to those who practise not know this

They trust in flesh and look some other manner

But blessed are those who place their hope in Him solitary

For He is mighty

He alone is mighty to save

I will not call up it'south mine to merit

Or speak of my share in information technology

This saving work He's wrought alone

No more the fool to believe I'd earn it

Or suppose I could deserve it

By words and deeds I'd call my own

From this day on

I know I'g saved past Him alone

My Lord and God

I'll look to Him, and Him alone

Information technology'South STILL YOU

(written past Kenneth Cope)

Bowing in awe of You, wanting to follow Y'all

Tirelessly trying, merely hopelessly flawed

Failing and fretting, each fall more than upsetting

So near to regretting the kid You made me

Bankrupt and begging more time to pay what's due

But, then I learned the truth

Afterwards all I can practice, it's however You, it'southward withal You

You lot take come up and corrected my view

Though I strain in pursuit, fifty-fifty all I can practise, it'south notwithstanding You lot

CHORUS:

After all I can exercise, it'south still You

Later on all I can do, information technology'due south nonetheless You, it's however You

Later on all I tin do, information technology'due south all the same Yous

After all—even all I tin can do—later all I can do, information technology's still You lot

Grateful for grace, recognizing Your face up

In the image Y'all trace on this natural man

Blessed metamorphosis—heaven transforming this spirit

Reborn to a bright commencement

Changing the middle from its nighttime and sinful hue

It's what You do

Subsequently all I can exercise, it's still You, it's still You

You're the Vine that gives the branches their fruit

At that place'south no hope to be holy and new without abiding in You lot

REPEAT CHORUS

God, nifty Male parent, You dearest the middle in its meekness

You delight to give strength where there's weakness

If we'll come up to You

O Lord, Jesus—bountiful, merciful Savior

You delight to grant pardon and favor

If nosotros'll trust in You

Who will trust in You?

Afterwards all I can practise, it's nonetheless You, it's still Y'all

But Y'all don't wait till it'south all I can exercise

From the start till nosotros're through it is You, Lord

It'due south withal You lot

REPEAT CHORUS

SEE You IN THE Forenoon

(written by Kenneth Cope)

Joker and saint

A little older in body

Just then much older in religion

When we were simply children

It was all fun and games

Till a flaw in our bloodlines

Made a home in his veins

The doctor reassured him he'd exist fine

However he came home afraid to shut his eyes at night

And no coaxing could prevail

Till I found these words to say

I'll run into you in the morning

When nosotros rise and shine

When the light of tomorrow's sun

Wakes up our eyes

Nosotros'll take up again at dawning

As if there never was a night

You'll exist seeing me

I'll be seeing you

In the morn

And and so it went

For days and years of mornings

But then without a alarm

His eyes refused to run across me 1 morning

And soon the black turned to storming

Till it had washed away all hope for another morning time

He was sure only God could turn the tide

So he relinquished his volition to live or die

And as his breath began to fade

And I idea my eye would pause

He knew just what to say

I'll see you on that forenoon

When I rise and smoothen

When the calorie-free of heaven'south Son

Wakes up these eyes

We'll take up once once again at dawning

Equally if in that location never was a nighttime

Yous'll be seeing me

I'll be seeing yous

In the forenoon

Await for me brother

I'll come running to y'all, running to y'all, running

On that morning time

MORE

(written by Kenneth Cope)

More steady, more sure

More trusted, more pure

Some say information technology doesn't matter

More trained and more aware

More aim to get me there

I climb this far

Yous raise the bar

You want my heart

CHORUS:

More than fierce desire

To stand against the wind

More blazing burn

When dark is closing in

More than love inspired alter within

So there's more and more of me to give

More words to learn and know

More etched upon my soul

Some say information technology doesn't matter

More tried, more true

Less me, and much more Yous

I stretch this tall

You sound the telephone call

You lot want my all

Echo CHORUS

You keep reaching out—You're calling out to me for

More than strengthened shoulders

To confront the war with sin

More wise and bolder

To relieve the souls of men

A more faithful soldier to the end

You want more and more of me to give

More and more than of me to requite

More dear, more than light, more than purpose, more serve with all my might

I need more hope, more than faith, more patience, each day I pray for more

More than and more of me to give

More than burn, more zeal, more spirit to know what'south real

More than courage, more than joy, more, more and more than of me to requite

More grateful, more truthful, more humble to trust and do

You telephone call, I hear

I'll walk the path that's set in stone

My heart is fixed on getting home

And what on earth could e'er affair more?

More and more of me to requite

YOUR FATHER'S Kid

(written by Kenneth Cope)

Strong and wise—captivating optics

Magnificent being

Spirit brilliant, emanating light

At present hid from our seeing

You lot forget who y'all are

You, who outshone the stars

Amazing smile

Yous are your Begetter'southward child

Son of Man, at the Lord's correct hand

Anointed as Savior

Power and grace, filling endless infinite

Reduced to a manger

He'd forget who He was

He, who outshone the dominicus

Yet, all the while

He was His Father'southward child

At present there were none before or after like Him

He was God with us and is God still

In life and death His love for us defined Him

And to do His Male parent's will

And and then He came to relieve

Considering you are your Father'due south child

Here and at present, when the fire goes out

And it keeps you from singing

When pitiful and gray seem to steal away

All joy and all pregnant

When you're broken in two

When your heart says yous're through

Come alive

Y'all're yet your Begetter's kid

Find that smile

And exist your Father's child

01/01/2008
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Face to Confront, Kenneth Cope Collection

Your favorite songs from his greatest albums, together on ane CD! The CD also includes four never-earlier released recordings. Listeners everywhere will love this hand-picked drove of inspirational songs! Songs inclue; His Easily, Never a Better Hero, Man in the Lord's day, White Dress, and more!

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Rail Listing:

His Hands
Never a Amend Hero
Man in the Sun
Eden'southward Garden
'arpenter's Son
White Dress
Gethsemane

And many others!

01/01/2005
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My Servant Joseph 200th Anniversary

Joseph Smith the Prophet of the Restoration. Walk by his side equally he grows in testimony, rejoices with angels, sorrows in tribulation, finds peace from the Savior and holds out faithful until death. My Servant Joseph Kenneth Copes landmark album, reminds us of the importance of the Prophet'southward bully mission.

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Track List:

Birthright
They Kingdom Come up
Learning for Myself
My Retainer Joseph
Tiny Easily
Founding Zion
Go With Me
Sleigh Ride
Going Every bit a Lamb
Man of Sorrows
Miraculous Nauvoo
Brothers
Tears Flowing Fast
O Lord My God
Why Must the Good Dice/ Free At Last
Come Follow Me

Lyrics:

1)Birthright

Assistance with Hebrew translation: D. Kelly Ogden

The Jews have a long standing tradition concerning a "secondary messianic figure" who will make his earthly appearance earlier the glorious coming of the Christ. They refer to him as "the Messiah son of (i.e., of the tribe of) Joseph (or Ephraim), whose coming precedes that of the Messiah, son of David, and who will dice in gainsay with the enemies of God and Israel." (Encyclopedia Judaica, volume 11, cavalcade 1411.)

ben Abraham son of Abraham

ben Yitzhak son of Isaac

ben Ya'akob son of Jacob

ebed nivkhar called retainer

ben Yosef son of Joseph

ben Efraim son of Ephraim

navi kadosh l'Elohim holy prophet of God

l'daber b'ad Elohim to speak for God

2)Thy Kingdom Come

"The spiritual powers [of the Church] have been not only corrupted . . . but admittedly destroyed . . . . Christianity has ceased to exist amid those who should take preserved it." (Martin Luther, 16th Century.)

"At that place is no . . . church on earth, nor any person qualified to administrate any church ordinances; nor can there exist until new apostles are sent by the Neat Head of the Church for whose coming I am seeking." (Roger Williams, 17th Century.)

"The religion builders take so distorted and plain-featured the doctrines of Jesus . . . . [I am] happy in the prospect of a restoration of primitive Christianity . . . ." (Thomas Jefferson, 18th Century.)

Hear us Lord, hear u.s.a. Lord

God most holy, God of celebrity

One thousand wast turned abroad

Men set in motion, truth's erosion

Down to the latter day

O let Thy living voice be heard

Guide united states Lord who love Thy word

CHORUS:

Helper of human being most willing

All of Thy words fulfilling

Begetter and Son – Thy kingdom come

Yard hast spoken (opened the heavens)

By Thy chosen, (angels and men)

Then Thy speaking ceased

At present this anarchy (Lord have mercy)

Who volition save us (Mercy Lord)

Lord we turn to Thee

Promises through prophets by

Assure that Thou wouldst transport united states of america

Prophets at the last

REPEAT CHORUS

Thy will exist done on world by men

As is in sky

Give us this day the heavenly Bread

Forgive our sin every bit Thou hast said

Speak once again

CHORUS

Let u.s.a. be our Father's daughters

And become our Father'due south sons

Thy kingdom come

three)Learning For Myself

"I [had] learned for myself . . . that a man who lacked wisdom might enquire of God, and obtain . . . ." (Joseph Smith-History 1:20, 26.)

Younger so unsure

Where could I turn to find my way

And the witness I thirsted for could I obtain

Then how it came to me

I heard the words of long ago

"Enquire Him and yous'll receive"

And now I can say I know

CHORUS:

I'chiliad learning for myself

Trusting He volition tell

Doubting no more

Learning for myself

There are those who deny my words

They refuse to believe that God will speak

Merely the vocalism they know non I've heard

I've felt His will for me

REPEAT CHORUS

He is the surest style

To know of Him, become to Him

For He speaks to those who believe

And I believe

And so He keeps leading me

Repeat CHORUS

I will knock at the door

And keep learning for myself

4)My Servant Joseph

"Thus saith the Lord God . . . A choice seer will I raise upwardly . . . and unto him will I give a commandment that he shall practise a work for . . . his brethren. . . . And out of weakness shall he be made strong . . . . and his name shall be chosen Joseph, and information technology shall be after the proper noun of his begetter; and . . . the matter which [I] the Lord shall bring forth by his hand shall bring my people unto salvation." (JST Genesis 50:27-33; 2 Nephi 3:seven-xv.)

Hear the words of Christ, your Redeemer

He who liveth, He who was slain

The Lord Almighty

Whose means will never change

I at present come downward from heaven

And phone call on thee to labor for my crusade

Thou shalt exist called a prophet and a seer

To lead my people, feed my sheep

Build up my Zion

Reveal the words I speak

That all who hear and hearken

(Hear and hearken)

Shall receive salvation from the Lord

CHORUS:

My servant Joseph

Thy proper noun is Joseph

Saints follow Joseph

My servant Joseph

The vox of the Lord is unto every nation

All must reply, none shall escape

Heed my disciples sent in these latter days

Brand clear the way before me

I before long come to reign upon the earth

REPEAT CHORUS

Look to Joseph, trust in Joseph

His proper noun is Joseph

My servant Joseph

five)Tiny Hands

". . . I . . . beheld that all children who die before they arrive at the years of accountability are saved in the celestial kingdom of sky." (D&C 137:ten.)

". . . pointing to the female parent of a lifeless kid, [the Prophet Joseph] said . . . 'You will accept the joy, the pleasure, and satisfaction of nurturing this child, subsequently its resurrection, until information technology reaches the full stature of its spirit." (Joseph F. Smith, Gospel Doctrine, pp. 454-56.)

(Emma)

Another pair of tiny easily

To lay beneath the clay

Slumbering little baby optics

To wake another day

O God of heaven, come baby-sit this bed

And permit this angel sleep

Till earth is pure for tiny hands

And prophylactic for tiny feet

(Joseph)

A wondrous piddling babe smiling

The hope of things to exist

Born to face a troubled world

For a moment, and then fix gratis

O God of heaven, take hate from man

Till lambs and lions feed

And make earth pure for tiny easily

And safe for tiny feet

Tiny hands

Affections easily

Perfect hands

Clean-living hands

(Both)

Lifeless easily resting in the nighttime

Waiting for the low-cal

When life will follow

O God of heaven, transport Christ over again

Bring in His reign of peace

Let earth plough pure

For tiny easily

And safe for tiny feet

Then give dorsum my child to me

half dozen)Founding Zion

Music: Henry Tucker / Anon.

Text: William W. Phelps

". . . it is after the Lord has built upwardly Zion that He will appear in His celebrity. We all look for the appearing of . . . our Savior Jesus Christ, but we shall look in vain until Zion is congenital, for Zion is to be [His] dwelling place . . . when He comes." (the Bishopric of Kirtland, History of the Church, Vol. 2, p. 516.)

"And the Lord called his people ZION, considering they were of 1 heart and one mind, and dwelt in righteousness; and at that place was no poor amongst them." (Moses 7:18.)

Hosanna to those days ahead

The Savior's second coming

When all the earth in glorious bloom

Affords the Saints a holy domicile

Like Adam-ondi-Ahman

Our blessed Zion

seven)Become With Me

". . . God hath not revealed anything to Joseph, merely what He will make known unto . . . even the to the lowest degree Saint . . . every bit fast as he is able to conduct [it] . . . ." (History of the Church, vol. 3, p. 380.)

". . . it is your privilege to purify yourselves and come up to the aforementioned glory, and see for yourselves, and know for yourselves. Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall exist opened unto you lot." (History of the Church building, vol. 1, p. 284.)

God begins again

To work His wonder from the clouds

Words of sleeping prophets

Rise as treasure from the footing

Messengers from heaven speak to man on globe

This man has heard

Noesis long forgotten

Now is given Face to face

Light is bursting forth

And turning darkness into day

Man can know his Maker if just he'll receive

This man has seen

Get with me to Cumorah

Go with me, hear the angels vocalisation

Learn of truths taught at present from sky

And what's soon to exist

Go with me

Would to God that all

Could speak the heed and will of heaven

None would need be taught

To know the kingdom come over again

Why volition human being not hearken

God tin can brand yous complimentary

Why not believe

Believe

Go with me to the angels

Go with me, experience the paw of power

Hear the vocalization proclaim conservancy

And restore the keys

Get with me

Become with me to living waters

Drink and bow the knee

Gustatory modality the love of heaven

Yes, come up and encounter

Come and see

Get with me on to glory

Go with me through the heavenly gate

Find your place with saints and angels

In the world of peace, go with me

Go with me past the angels

Go with me to the throne of grace

To the presence of the Begetter

And to Jesus, come

Get with me, go with me

eight)Sleigh Ride

Joseph rejoiced in the temporal earth God had created for humankind, "to please the center and to gladden the center…and to enliven the soul." (D&C 59:eighteen, 19.) He knew the long-term value of regularly "unstringing the bow." At Kirtland, over the course of a few months, merely before the temple's dedication, Joseph mentioned in his history more than than a dozen times something about sleigh riding. To quote a few: "Fine sleighing, and the snow yet falling" (History of the Church, Vol. 2, p. 323); "Had a fine ride—sleighing good, weather condition pleasant" (Ibid., p. 324); "Beautiful morning, indeed, and fine sleighing" (Ibid., p. 328); ". . . snow is still falling fast, and the prospect is off-white for another run of sleighing . . . ." (Ibid., p. 406.)

9)Going As A Lamb

"If thou art chosen to laissez passer through tribulation . . . know thou . . . that all these things shall requite thee feel, and shall be for thy skillful." (D&C 122:5-seven.)

(Joseph)

Tribulation for salvation

Atomic number 82 me, Lord, to Thee

(Emma)

Why are they taking yous once again

Tearing y'all from my outstretched easily

Living hands that ease the burdens of your heart

Hands that ache for love when we're apart

Will information technology never stop

Yet we've counted the cost

I am going as a lamb

(Joseph Iii)

Begetter, O Father

Why tin can't you stay with us

Begetter, dear Begetter

Must they take you abroad from us

What will they do with you

(Joseph)

Now the sword is drawn

And I can't look on

I am going equally a lamb

If they slay you Joseph

I am sure to die

Emma, requite me words of alleviation

For without you married man, I can't alive

At present my center is broken

I won't live

Yous must alive

My grief tin't exist spoken

Allow sky requite comfort once again

I tin can't live

Think of the children, you must live

Think of me

(Both)

Lord be well-nigh

Tribulation

For salvation

(Both)

Lead me, Lord, to Thee

So the day may come

That your work is done

And I'll be going every bit a lamb

To die

10)Man Of Sorrows

"The Son of Homo hath descended beneath . . . all [things]." (D&C 122:8.)

"He [was] despised and rejected of men; a human being of sorrows, and acquainted with grief . . ." (Mosiah 14:3.)

". . . he [has suffered] pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind . . . . that his bowels may be filled with mercy, . . . that he may know . . . how to succor his people co-ordinate to their infirmities." (Alma vii:11-12.)

Human of sorrows, man of grief

First believed, so betrayed

Thou who knows me, Friend almost sure

Human of counsel, assistance me to endure

King of mercy, Lord of love

Ease the fashion, calm the storm

I am hated for Thy sake

Come up and rescue, Savior, don't delay

Thou, love Lord, has passed below it all

Felt all pain, every help withdrawn

That Thou may have mercy

Accept mercy

Assist me, come up to me

Source of comfort, Prince of peace

Fear's relief, faith'south reward

I am weary, used and worn

Dear Redeemer, heal and make me whole

Homo of sorrows

Jesus, have me home

xi)Miraculous Nauvoo

After escaping prison in Missouri and arriving in Illinois, it wasn't long before Joseph began preparations for the founding of a city. The country chosen was "literally a wilderness . . . mostly covered with trees and bushes, and much of it then wet that information technology was with the utmost difficulty a footman could become through . . . then [unhealthy], very few could live there; only believing that it might become a [healthy] identify by the blessing of sky to the Saints . . . I considered information technology wisdom to brand an attempt to build up a city." (History of the Church, Vol. 3, p. 375) And so by channeling the h2o, a urban center began to abound from what had been an uninhabitable swamp. It was soon named Nauvoo, a Hebrew term, signifying a beautiful place. A city plat was drawn up, buildings began to announced, streets were leveled, and converts began to pour in from all over. The missionary effort had won many souls, especially in the British Isles. The Nauvoo Legion was formed and a local regime was established appointing Joseph Smith as its mayor. The crowning precious stone, however, would exist the temple that began to ascent at the top of the hill to the east. It wasn't long before Nauvoo rivaled Chicago as the largest city in Illinois—this beautiful city of Joseph—miraculous Nauvoo.

12)Brothers

". . . I could pray in my heart that all my brethren were like unto my honey blood brother Hyrum, who possesses . . . the meekness and humility of Christ; and I love him with that love that is stronger than expiry . . . ." (History of the Church, vol. 2, p. 338.)

". . . Brother Hyrum, what a true-blue middle yous take got! . . . [what] care you lot have had for my soul! O how many are the sorrows nosotros have shared together; and again we find ourselves . . . [in the] hand of oppression." (Ibid., vol. five, pp. 107-08.)

"I advised my blood brother Hyrum to take his family . . . and become . . . . [for if we were] ever taken again, nosotros [would] be massacred . . . . I want Hyrum to live . . . but he is adamant not to leave me." (Ibid., vol. 6, pp. 520, 546.)

(Joseph)

We have shared then many sorrows

Been together through extremes

Only I inquire yous now, love blood brother

Part with me

'Cause I sense the greatest danger

And you've so much left to give

I want you to live

(Hyrum)

Now you know I'll never leave you

And I trust in God to save

But if not, so I am ready for the grave

I've been true to you lot forever

And I'1000 not nigh to modify

This brother stays

CHORUS:

(Both)

Brothers in proper noun, brothers in heart

Never to fade, whether near or far

Brothers in life, brothers in death

We'll stand past each other

My brother

Through now and the terminate

Yous shall non have want for friendship

There will be no need for intendance

For as long as you lot are living

(Both)

I'll be there

I'll go with you into prison

I'll go with y'all into decease

(Both)

Again and again

Repeat CHORUS

13)Tears Flowing Fast

Joseph'south farewell to Emma and their children was certainly non without emotion. Two day's before, as he was leaving them intending to go abroad to the due west, he had come out of the house unable to speak, his tears flowing fast. How must information technology have been now, when he sensed his decease was imminent? His children clung to his clothes, while Emma wept at his side.

xiv)O Lord My God

"A Poor Wayfaring Human being of Grief"—Text: James Montgomery; Music: George Coles

A thick air of gloom hung over Joseph and the others at the jail. They had been continually threatened with death since their arrival. And although the chance of returning to his family didn't seem likely, Joseph constitute some mensurate of condolement, enjoying at this fourth dimension the companionship of a few of his well-nigh intimate friends, including his older brother, Hyrum. On June 27th, as John Taylor sang "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief" and the words, "if I for him would die?" echoed in that upstairs sleeping accommodation, what might take passed through Joseph'southward mind? Information technology is not hard to imagine him mentally preparing himself to exercise only that—die for his Savior. Jesus had, after all, set Joseph'south feet upon the path that eventually led him hither. Some twenty-four years earlier, by His own phonation and presence, the Son of God had conversed with Joseph in the grove. Since then, revelation after revelation came from that familiar voice, beginning with such words as, "Thus saith the Lord your God, fifty-fifty Jesus Christ . . . ." (D&C 38:i) Jesus was Joseph'due south Lord—the God he had learned to obey. Joseph conversed with Him, received instructions from Him, worshipped Him, and knew Him intimately. It is therefore, no surprise that when gunfire began to fly effectually the prisoners like hail, and the work of murder commenced, the last words from the prophet'south lips were, "O Lord my God!" This was not a random weep of fear, such every bit the world uses, but virtually likely the beginning of an unspoken prayer, the substance of which we have yet to know. Only Jesus knew, and was correct there to take Joseph to Himself that he might, at last, be across the reach of his enemies.

15)Why Must The Skillful Die? / Free At Last

". . . Why must the skilful perish, and the virtuous be destroyed? Why must God'southward nobility, the table salt of the world, the about exalted of the human family unit autumn victims to the roughshod, fiendish hate of incarnate devils?" (John Taylor, Life of John Taylor, p. 141.)

". . . when I . . . saw my murdered sons extended both at one time before my eyes . . . I sank back, crying to the Lord in the agony of my soul, 'My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken this family unit!' A vocalisation replied, 'I accept taken them to myself, that they might have rest.' . . . As . . . I arose again . . . [and looking] upon their peaceful, grinning countenances, I seemed almost to hear them say, 'Mother, weep not for us, nosotros have overcome the world past love; we carried to them the gospel, that their souls might be saved; they slew us for our testimony, and thus placed us across their power . . . ours is an eternal triumph.'" (Lucy Mack Smith, History of Joseph Smith, pp. 324-25.)

"He'southward free; he's free; the Prophet's free! . . .

Across the reach of mobs and strife, . . .

He died; he died for those he loved . . .

[And] rests unharmed in endless life."

(John Taylor, History of the Church, vol. seven, p. 334.)

Why must the proficient die

Why are they taken

Taken abroad, away

Taken abroad

Why

(Joseph)

Gratis at concluding, safe at last

Mobs and devils are now something of the past

Free at concluding, home at concluding

We take overcome by love

Given all that God has asked

That men'south souls might be saved

And for this nosotros are slain

Even so in time nosotros shall rise from the grave

Christ redeems, trust and run into

Become with me to where God makes you lot free at last

Gratis at terminal

xvi)Come Follow Me

music by George Coles; words by Kenneth Cope

Additional lyrical ideas: John Nicholson (1839-1909), William Clayton (1814-1879), James Montgomery (1771-1854)

"[Jesus said], if grand wilt exist perfect, . . . come and follow me." (Matthew 19:21.)

". . . follow me, and do the things which ye have seen me do." (two Nephi 31:12.)

"If you wish to go where God is, you must be similar God . . . . Search your hearts, and see if you lot are similar God. I have searched mine, and feel to apologize of all my sins." (History of the Church, vol. 4, p. 588.)

"The nearer nosotros get to our heavenly Male parent, the more than we are disposed to look with compassion on perishing souls; we experience that we desire to have them upon our shoulders, and cast their sins backside our backs." (Ibid., vol. 5, p. 24.)

". . . you must enlarge your souls towards each other, if you would do like Jesus, and carry your fellow-creatures to Abraham's bosom." (Ibid., vol. 4, p. 606.)

"Come, follow me" the Savior said

Come practice His will as Joseph did

He walked the path and made it directly

Kept Jesus' give-and-take and saw His face up

"Come, follow me" – that blessed phrase

It gives us hope for sinless days

That nosotros though mortals hither below

Can overcome through Christ, our Lord

Come up, come ye Saints and make all well

Come up choose the way of life and peace

Abdicate the world and conquer cocky

And help the stranger in his need

Come up alive to fill the poor with nutrient

The lost with promise, the sad with beloved

Every bit Jesus showed, mere words won't practice

Our organized religion and deeds must be as 1

Soon in a moment at present unknown

The Savior comes to rule and reign

He'll fix the true-blue on His throne

And ship the wicked to their place

And when He calls thee past thy name

To inquire if one thousand wast of Him aback

Thy deeds shall then thine reply exist

How well thou heard "Come up, follow me"

Come up, follow me

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Hear My Praise

From one of the best selling LDS artists of all time comes Hear My Praise the quintessential, deeply uplifting album that will inspire and move people to good works. Hear My Praise is a collection of ofttimes requested inspirational favorites that Kenneth Cope performs.

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Track List:

Exhale In Me
Carpenter's Son
Every Flavour
Gethsemane
Hallelujahs
Hear My Praise
Sweetness Jesus
Welcome to Our World
What Have I Done With His Proper noun
White Dress

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Prayer Unto Thee

Sacred. Passionate. Elegant. A Prayer Unto Thee, uniquely and beautifully combines 23 different worshipful hymns that directly accost the Savior.

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Runway Listing:

Cute Savior
Jesus, The Very Idea of Thee
Peace, Exist Still
Redeemer of Israel
I Need Thee Every Hour
Because I Have Been Given Much
Sacrament Offer
In Humility, Our Savior
More, Savior, Similar Thee
Alleluia

Lyrics:

BEAUTIFUL SAVIOR

#62, Children's Songbook

Beautiful Savior

Lord of the nations

Son of God and Son of Man

Thee will I award

Praise, and give glory

Requite praise and celebrity evermore

text: Anon., twelfth century; music: Silesian folk vocal

#68, Hymns

A mighty fortress—Jesus, Lord

A tower of forcefulness never failing

A helper mighty—Savior, God

O'er ills of life prevailing

Thou overcometh all

Yard saveth from the Fall

Thy might and power art not bad

1000 all things didst create

And thou shalt reign forevermore

text: Martin Luther, adapted; music: attr. to Martin Luther

#62, Hymns

Alleluia

Lord, I praise thee

Alleluia

Hear my praising

Alleluia

text: St. Francis of Assisi, trans. past William H. Draper, adapted;

music: German language melody

Beautiful Savior

JESUS, THE VERY Thought OF THEE

#141, Hymns

Jesus, the very idea of thee

With sweetness fills my breast

But sweeter far thy confront to see

And in thy presence rest

No voice can sing, nor heart can frame

Nor can the mem'ry find

A sweeter audio than thy blest name

O Savior of mankind

O hope of every contrite center

O joy of all the meek

To those who fall, how kind thousand fine art

How adept to those who seek

Jesus, our only joy be thou

Every bit thou our prize wilt be

Jesus, be 1000 our glory at present

And through eternity

Jesus, the very thought of thee

text: attr. to Bernard of Clairvaux, trans. by Edward Caswall;

music: John B. Dykes

PEACE, Be STILL

#105, Hymns

Master, the storm is raging

The billows are tossing high

The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness

No shelter or aid is nigh

Carest thou not that we perish?

How canst thou lie comatose

When each moment so madly is threat'ning

A grave in the aroused deep?

The winds and the waves shall obey thy volition

Peace, be still

Peace, exist notwithstanding

Whether the wrath of the tempest tossed ocean

Or demons or men or whatever it be

No waters can swallow the send where lies

The Master of bounding main and globe and skies

They all shall sweetly obey thy will

Peace, be nevertheless

Peace, exist still

They all shall sweetly obey thy will

Peace, peace, be all the same

text: Mary Ann Bakery; music: H.R. Palmer

#124, Hymns

Be even so, my soul

The waves and winds still know

His voice who ruled them

While He dwelt below

text: Katharina von Schlegel, translated by Jane Borthwick;

music: Jean Sibelius

#86, Hymns

Then sings my soul

My Savior God, to thee

How smashing thou art

How great thou fine art

Then sings my soul

My Savior God, to thee

How great thou art

music: Swedish folk melody

Peace, peace, exist still

REDEEMER OF ISRAEL

#seventy, Hymns

Equally with a female parent's tender manus

G leads thine ain

Thy chosen ring

To thee all praise and glory

text: Johann J. Schütz, trans. by Frances Elizabeth Cox, adapted;

music: From Bohemian Brethren's Songbook, adjusted

#6, Hymns

Redeemer of State of israel

Our only delight

On whom for a blessing we call

Our shadow by day

And our pillar by night

Our Rex, our Deliv'rer, our all

How long we accept wandered

As strangers in sin

And cried in the desert for thee

Our foes take rejoiced

When our sorrows they've seen

But Israel will shortly be complimentary

Restore, my dear Savior

The light of thy face

Thy soul-cheering condolement impart

And permit the sweet longing

For thy holy identify

Bring hope to my desolate centre

My shadow by day

And my colonnade by night

My King, my Deliv'rer, my all

Redeemer of Israel

Redeemer of State of israel

Redeemer of Israel

text: William Due west. Phelps, adapted; music: Freeman Lewis

I Demand THEE EVERY Hour

#97, Hymns

Lead thou me on

The nighttime is night

And I am far from habitation

Lead thou me on

Guide thousand my feet

Keep me from former snares

I bow my will

Retrieve non past years

text: John Henry Newman, additional words by Kenneth Cope;

music: John B. Dykes

#98, Hymns

I demand thee every hour

Most gracious Lord

No tender vocalism like thine

Can peace afford

I need thee every hr

Stay m nearby

Temptations lose their ability

When one thousand fine art well-nigh

I demand thee, oh, I need thee

Every hr I need thee

Oh, bless me now, my Savior

I come up to thee

I demand thee every hr

In joy or pain

Come quickly and abide

Or life is vain

I need thee every hour

Most holy One

Oh, brand me thine indeed

Thou blest Son

I need thee, oh, I need thee

Every hour I need thee

Oh, bless me now, my Savior

I come to thee

I come up to thee

text: Annie Southward. Hawkes; music: Robert Lowry

Call up not by years

BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN GIVEN MUCH

#93, Hymns

"Prayer of Thanksgiving" instrumental

music: Betimes., The Netherlands

#219, Hymns

Because I take been given much

I besides must give

Considering of thy great bounty, Lord

Each solar day I live

I shall divide my gifts from thee

With every blood brother that I meet

Who has the need of aid from me

Because I accept been sheltered, fed

Past the good care

I cannot see another's lack

And I not share

My glowing fire, my loaf of staff of life

My roof's safe shelter overhead

That he besides may exist comforted

Because of thy life'due south mission, Lord

I too will serve

I'll get out the comfort of my home

To teach thy discussion

I'll seek thy sheep who've gone astray

And those who've never known the manner

I will brand thy work my work today

I shall give beloved to those in demand

I'll show that dear past word and deed

Thus shall my thanks be thanks indeed

boosted verse past Kenneth Cope;

SACRAMENT Offering

#175, Hymns

To walk upon thy footstool

And exist like man, almost…

And die, or all was lost

text: William W. Phelps, adjusted; music: Felix Mendelssohn

#194, Hymns

There is a light-green hill far away

Without a city wall

Where thou beloved Lord was crucified

And died to salve us all

We may not know, we cannot tell

What pains were thine to bear

Just nosotros believe information technology was for us

Thou hung and suffered there

text: Cecil Frances Alexander, adapted; music: John H. Gower

#187, Hymns

Chiliad came as man, though Son of God

And bowed thyself beneath the rod

1000 died in holy innocence

A broken law to recompense

#194, Hymns

There was no other adept enough

To pay the cost of sin

Grand only could unlock the gate of heav'north

And let us in

Oh, dearly, dearly has one thousand loved

And we must love thee as well

And trust in thy redeeming blood

And try thy works to do

text: Cecil Frances Alexander, adapted; music: John H. Gower

#184, Hymns

"Upon the Cross of Calvary" instrumental

IN HUMILITY, OUR SAVIOR

#172, Hymns

In humility, our Savior

Grant thy Spirit here, nosotros pray

As take the bread and water

In thy name this latter day

Let me not forget, O Savior

M didst bleed and die for me

When thy middle was stilled and broken

On the cross at Calvary

Fill our hearts with sweet forgiving

Teach the states tolerance and beloved

Let our prayers find access to thee

In thy holy courts above

Then, when we accept proven worthy

Of thy sacrifice divine

Lord, let usa regain thy presence

Allow thy celebrity circular us smoothen

Allow us non forget, O Savior

Thy sacrifice divine

Lord, let us regain thy presence

Permit thy celebrity round us shine

music: Rowland H. Prichard

More, SAVIOR, Similar THEE

#101, Hymns

Jesus, my Savior true

text: Orson Pratt Huish

#100, Hymns

Nearer to thee

Even though it be a cross

That raiseth me

Even so all my vocal shall be

Nearer, dear Lord, to thee

Nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee

text: Sarah F. Adams, adapted; music: Lowell Mason

#131, Hymns

More than, Savior

More, Savior, like thee

More holiness give me

More strivings within

More patience in suff'ring

More sorrow for sin

More than faith in thee Savior

More sense of thy care

More than joy in thy service

More than purpose in prayer

More gratitude give me

More trust in thee Lord

More pride in thy glory

More hope in thy discussion

More tears for thy sorrows

More hurting at thy grief

More meekness in trial

More praise for relief

More purity give me

More strength to o'ercome

More freedom from globe-stains

More longing for home

More fit for the kingdom

More used would I be

More blessed and holy

More, Savior

More, Savior, similar thee

text & music: Philip Paul Elation, adapted

ALLELUIA

#82, Hymns

For all the Saints who from their labors rest

Who thee by faith before the globe confessed

Thy name, O Jesus, exist forever blest

Alleluia, alleluia

text: William Walsham How, adapted; music: Ralph Vaughan Williams

#81, Hymns

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

#82, Hymns

Thou art our rock, our fortress, and our might

Thousand, Lord, our captain in the well-fought fight

Thou, in the darkness drear, our one true light

Alleluia, alleluia

text: William Walsham How, adapted; music: Ralph Vaughan Williams

#81, Hymns

Alleluia, alleluia

#64, Hymns

Alleluia

Bright and clear our voices ring

Singing songs of exultation

To thee, our Maker, Lord, and Rex

#62, Hymns

Alleluia, alleluia

Alleluia

Lord, nosotros praise thee

Alleluia, alleluia

Alleluia

Ever praising

Alleluia

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

text: St. Francis of Assisi, trans. past William H. Draper, adjusted;

music: German language melody

Produced by Kenneth Cope & Tyler Castleton

Executive Producers: Jeff Simpson & Bob Ahlander

Engineered by Barry Gibbons and Mike Roskelley at Platinum Audio Lab, Salt Lake Urban center, Utah

Mixed by Barry Gibbons at Platinum Sound Lab

Mastered by Barry Gibbons at Platinum Mastering Lab, Common salt Lake City, Utah

Design by Scott Eggers

All vocals by Kenneth Cope

Piano and keyboards past Tyler Castleton

Violins: Meredith Campbell, Kathryn Collier, Nelia Hopkins, Katherine Kunz, Joan Lunt, Natalie Reed, Jennifer Savastano, Martha Thompson, Janice Vincent, Winona Vogelmann, Peggy Wheelwright, Barbara Williams

Violas: Leslie Harlow, Mario Ortiz, Nels Paulsen, Gwen Thornton, Candace Vessel

Celli: Ellen Bridger, Jim Hardy, Warren Mueller

Bass: Walt Birkedahl, Lola Lowry, Samuel Peery

Solo Cello: Ellen Bridger

Solo Violin: Meredith Campbell

String Quartet: Meredith Campbell, Natalie Reed, Mario Ortiz, Ellen Bridger

Flute, Oboe, English Horn, Recorder: Daron Bradford

French Horns: Larry Lowe, Nathan Basinger

Trumpets: Tony DiLorenzo, David Brown

Harp: Lysa Rytting

Classical Guitar: Michael Dowdle

Percussion: Ken Hodges

Contractor: Meredith Campbell

Copy Work: Dan Lee, Nathan Hofheins

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