I played this as a fourteen year old trumpeter nearly 50 years ago at my school chapel with a four console 64 ft diaposan organ. It still sends shivers down my spine. 4 trumpeters, a 700 strong choir. Absolute goosebumps.
Sir David was a true gentleman of the first order, a gifted and peerless musician and an inspiration to so many choristers - including myself. I was very fortunate.
Different hymn. That is not part of the Old Hundredth, despite being sung to its melody. It's often sung as a Doxology in Mainline Protestant churches.
The trumpet descant in this setting reminds me of the Last Post, in part, and perhaps because of that will probably always remind me of the "bugles calling for them from sad shires". Aching beauty.
I've played it. It's hard not to feel the same way, which wouldn't be good, since you're pretty much out there alone. The fanfares at the end are actually more difficult, but the first trumpet has support there.
All People That On Earth Do Dwell Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice, Him serve with fear, His praise forthtell; Come ye before Him and rejoice. The Lord, ye know, is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make. We are His folk, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. Oh, enter, then, His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless His name always. For it is seemly so to do. For why? The Lord, our God, is good; His mercy is forever sure. His truth at all times firmly stood And shall from age to age endure. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To God whom heaven and earth adore, From men and from the angel host Be praise and glory evermore. Words: William Kethe, late 16th century
All People That On Earth Do Dwell Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice, Him serve with fear, His praise forthtell; Come ye before Him and rejoice. The Lord, ye know, is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make. We are His folk, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. Oh, enter, then, His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless His name always. For it is seemly so to do. For why? The Lord, our God, is good; His mercy is forever sure. His truth at all times firmly stood And shall from age to age endure. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To God whom heaven and earth adore, From men and from the angel host Be praise and glory evermore.
www.firstplymouth.org/history indicates the church got a new organ in 1996, a few years after this concert. Perhaps it was the case that the combined forces overpowered the then organ. It is almost possible that the way the concert was miked and mixed misleads the viewer on the balance heard on the nave of the church.
Forget about that dirge God Save The Queen. Forget about Land of Hope and Glory, it's as Dead as mutton. And Rule Britannia is a buried history. But this is a pure unadulterated remaining belief that stands for what remains.
God Save the Queen is only a dirge when it's sung that way. Land of Hope and Glory (and Rule Britannia, for that matter) only suffer from archaic lyrics, but all three were written by accomplished composers, and deserve preservation - only in a more enlightened form.
What a gentleman you are Sir David,I used to sing this in my choir in Cavan town,Ireland.Rest in peace Dear blessed man,hugs,Fiona
I played this as a fourteen year old trumpeter nearly 50 years ago at my school chapel with a four console 64 ft diaposan organ. It still sends shivers down my spine. 4 trumpeters, a 700 strong choir. Absolute goosebumps.
3:30 This takes me back... to my childhood, under snowy boughs and gleaming stars on a velvet sky... when hope was young....
What a marvellous conductor!
Sir David was a true gentleman of the first order, a gifted and peerless musician and an inspiration to so many choristers - including myself. I was very fortunate.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Different hymn. That is not part of the Old Hundredth, despite being sung to its melody. It's often sung as a Doxology in Mainline Protestant churches.
Love this man's story and comments at the end! 🎵
The trumpet descant in this setting reminds me of the Last Post, in part, and perhaps because of that will probably always remind me of the "bugles calling for them from sad shires".
Aching beauty.
It sounds much better here, on a C trumpet, than on a standard Bb trumpet.
That trumpet descant in V3 get me between the eyes every time.
I've played it. It's hard not to feel the same way, which wouldn't be good, since you're pretty much out there alone. The fanfares at the end are actually more difficult, but the first trumpet has support there.
Nothing but chills the entire time.
Sooooooo beautiful, and how privileged some of us are to have known this wonderful man and musician.
Beautiful performance of this wonderful music. One of RVW's best.
Just lovely and powerful...
My favorite hymn
wunderbare Aufführung, ich liebe diesen Chor!
Brilliant Arrangement! Nicely conducted by a great arranger himself!
Love the unusual harmony at 2:48!
All People That On Earth Do Dwell
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice,
Him serve with fear, His praise forthtell;
Come ye before Him and rejoice.
The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make.
We are His folk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
Oh, enter, then, His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His name always.
For it is seemly so to do.
For why? The Lord, our God, is good;
His mercy is forever sure.
His truth at all times firmly stood
And shall from age to age endure.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
To God whom heaven and earth adore,
From men and from the angel host
Be praise and glory evermore.
Words: William Kethe, late 16th century
All People That On Earth Do Dwell
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice,
Him serve with fear, His praise forthtell;
Come ye before Him and rejoice.
The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make.
We are His folk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
Oh, enter, then, His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His name always.
For it is seemly so to do.
For why? The Lord, our God, is good;
His mercy is forever sure.
His truth at all times firmly stood
And shall from age to age endure.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
To God whom heaven and earth adore,
From men and from the angel host
Be praise and glory evermore.
Nicely done! Bra vi to the congregation!!
The perfect version
Glorious!
Pure Presbyterianism, Psalms in metre.
I first learned of this song from the movie April Morning.
@ 4:20 Cease that infernal coughing!
They prob shat themselves too. zero control
That's the demons being driven out...
Just as I remember him. :)
1:50
More organ on the last verse... please. All the stops should be out!
www.firstplymouth.org/history indicates the church got a new organ in 1996, a few years after this concert. Perhaps it was the case that the combined forces overpowered the then organ. It is almost possible that the way the concert was miked and mixed misleads the viewer on the balance heard on the nave of the church.
If added lyrics is better. Thanks for sharing !
This is about as Scots Presbyterian as it's possible to get.
First-Plymouth Church is actually United Church of Christ-Congregational.
Interesting. I had no idea this was the old 100th hymn
What's the venue. I'm guessing a large Methodist or Presbyterian Church. Possibly American Baptist or UCC, but that's less likely imho.
We used to play this at my school. Very much Church of England. I used to be lead trumpet.
@@coastie1961 But no Anglican/Episcopal parish has been named First Plymouth Church since the overthrow of the Cromwells.
@Ofotherworlds, that may be the case in the junior colony but we have been going for a little longer!
You would be wrong about it not being UCC, because that is the denomination of First-Plymouth Church.
Coughing during a performance is just rude. Please excuse yourself
I have COPD. I don't go to live concerts any more.
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Forget about that dirge God Save The Queen. Forget about Land of Hope and Glory, it's as Dead as mutton. And Rule Britannia is a buried history. But this is a pure unadulterated remaining belief that stands for what remains.
Agreed!
It has nothing to do with Britain. It's a splendid hymn, but it isn't a national anthem.
God Save the Queen is only a dirge when it's sung that way. Land of Hope and Glory (and Rule Britannia, for that matter) only suffer from archaic lyrics, but all three were written by accomplished composers, and deserve preservation - only in a more enlightened form.
Bollocks.
Louder is not better, despite your boring irreverence, Sir.
If added lyrics is better. Thanks for sharing !