Steve Bell
Recorded at Christ Church Cathedral, Victoria, BC, May 28, 2010
He Will Know
Recorded at Christ Church Cathedral, Victoria, BC, May 28, 2010
He Will Know
Kindness
Steve shares some thoughts and music excerpts from his 2011 project.
There are no visuals on this one but it is a beautiful song and the music version here has a Celtic lilt.
Lyrics below
Written by a Quaker teacher in 1906.
Lyrics below
Written by a Quaker teacher in 1906.
I feel the winds of God today; today my sail I lift,
Though heavy, oft with drenching spray, and torn with many a rift;
If hope but light the water’s crest, and Christ my bark will use,
I’ll seek the seas at His behest, and brave another cruise.
It is the wind of God that dries my vain regretful tears,
Until with braver thoughts shall rise the purer, brighter years;
If cast on shores of selfish ease or pleasure I should be;
Lord, let me feel Thy freshening breeze, and I’ll put back to sea.
If ever I forget Thy love or how that love was shown,
Lift high the blood red flag above; it bears Thy Name alone.
Great Pilot of my onward way, Thou wilt not let me drift;
I feel the winds of God today, today my sail I lift.
Though heavy, oft with drenching spray, and torn with many a rift;
If hope but light the water’s crest, and Christ my bark will use,
I’ll seek the seas at His behest, and brave another cruise.
It is the wind of God that dries my vain regretful tears,
Until with braver thoughts shall rise the purer, brighter years;
If cast on shores of selfish ease or pleasure I should be;
Lord, let me feel Thy freshening breeze, and I’ll put back to sea.
If ever I forget Thy love or how that love was shown,
Lift high the blood red flag above; it bears Thy Name alone.
Great Pilot of my onward way, Thou wilt not let me drift;
I feel the winds of God today, today my sail I lift.
Deep Calls to Deep
Film from the Symphony Sessions Concert Recorded in Edmonton with the
Edmonton Symphony Orchestra and from a trip Steve Bell had taken
to India with the Canadian Food Grains Bank.
Lyrics
Deep calls to deep
And my soul finds no resting place but Him
He is my God
The yearning of my soul His touch can still
And each rare moment
I felt His presence
I shall remember and forever cherish
Deep calls to deep
And at His feast I am a welcomed guest
He gives me food
The hunger of my soul is laid to rest
And each rare moment
I felt His presence
I shall remember and forever cherish
Deep calls to deep
For He created me to be His own
He understands
The joy of pain and life He too has known
And each rare moment
I felt His presence
I shall remember and forever cherish
And my soul finds no resting place but Him
He is my God
The yearning of my soul His touch can still
And each rare moment
I felt His presence
I shall remember and forever cherish
Deep calls to deep
And at His feast I am a welcomed guest
He gives me food
The hunger of my soul is laid to rest
And each rare moment
I felt His presence
I shall remember and forever cherish
Deep calls to deep
For He created me to be His own
He understands
The joy of pain and life He too has known
And each rare moment
I felt His presence
I shall remember and forever cherish
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