J+M+J
This is a piece I’d been working on for a while, and it seems appropriate for Good Friday. It is my favorite Lenten hymn. The lyrics: O sacred head surrounded by crown of peircing thorns. O bleeding head so wounded, reviled and put to scorn. Death’s pallid hues come o’er you, the glow of life decays. Yet angel hosts adore you, and tremble as they gaze.
A+M+D+G
Grandma Frederes
Great organ playing, Sarah. You have very realistic organ sound coming out of the keyboard. Your practice is evident.
Love, Grandad & Grandma