Let the Stable Still Astonish
Commissioned by the Susquehanna Chorale and Linda L. Tedford, Artistic Director, Founder, and Conductor, in celebration of our 40th anniversary. Let the stable still astonish: Straw-dirt floor, dull eyes, Dusty flanks of donkeys, oxen; Crumbling, crooked walls; No bed to carry that pain, And then, the child, Rag-wrapped, laid to cry In a trough. Who would have chosen this? Who would have said: "Yes, Let the God of all the heavens and earth be born here, in this place." ? Who but the same God Who stands in the darker, fouler rooms of our hearts and says, "Yes, let the God of Heaven and Earth be born here ---- in this place." Poem by Leslie Leyland Fields Music by Dan Forrest © 2021 Beckenhorst Press, Inc. All rights reserved.
Commissioned by the Susquehanna Chorale and Linda L. Tedford, Artistic Director, Founder, and Conductor, in celebration of our 40th anniversary. Let the stable still astonish: Straw-dirt floor, dull eyes, Dusty flanks of donkeys, oxen; Crumbling, crooked walls; No bed to carry that pain, And then, the child, Rag-wrapped, laid to cry In a trough. Who would have chosen this? Who would have said: "Yes, Let the God of all the heavens and earth be born here, in this place." ? Who but the same God Who stands in the darker, fouler rooms of our hearts and says, "Yes, let the God of Heaven and Earth be born here ---- in this place." Poem by Leslie Leyland Fields Music by Dan Forrest © 2021 Beckenhorst Press, Inc. All rights reserved.