Favorite Hymns & A New Version of an Old Mormon Standard

[_KimberlyAnn]

Schmo and Runtu, you guys are a riot - if not a bit gross and disturbed, lol! Your song parodies are cracking me up!

And, like Gramps, I hope Will isn't frightened away by the latest additions to the thread. I was hoping to build enough rapport with him that he would play the organ for us this October at exmo conference. :)

Gramps or Will, if I PM or email one of you, would you send me the mp3 files to the hymns you're both enjoying?

Thanks,

Kimberly Ann

I give Schmo's literary achievements all the credit they deserve. He seems to have found his true calling in life. He's made such a good start, perhaps he should consider compiling the collection into his own hymn book.

And no, I feel no fear as I tread the winding paths here in Shadyland. I am like Quai Chang Caine walking through the rattlesnakes in the pit -- though I walk through the valley of the Shadyville bottoms, I will fear no evil. My baseball bat and my .45, they comfort me. My wife still prepares my lunch and serves me it in the presence of my enemies. She anointeth me with sloppy kisses -- my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and chocolate ice cream will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

By the way, I was at the exmo conference last October, at least for the final evening, but I didn't see an organ there. Was it hidden behind the bar? ;-)



Go ahead and PM me your e-mail address and I'll send you the same songs I sent to gramps.

Your baseball bat and your .45 comfort you? Do you also live in the South, Will? I have a concealed carry permit, lol, though I don't actually carry anything!

I guess you came to hear Brent Metcalfe? I was there, also. In a rather infamous black dress...

And no, there was no organ behind the bar. I was over there enough that if there were an organ, I would have noticed it. There was, however, a piano.

KA

[_William Schryver]

Schmo and Runtu, you guys are a riot - if not a bit gross and disturbed, lol! Your song parodies are cracking me up!

And, like Gramps, I hope Will isn't frightened away by the latest additions to the thread. I was hoping to build enough rapport with him that he would play the organ for us this October at exmo conference. :)

Gramps or Will, if I PM or email one of you, would you send me the mp3 files to the hymns you're both enjoying?

Thanks,

Kimberly Ann

I give Schmo's literary achievements all the credit they deserve. He seems to have found his true calling in life. He's made such a good start, perhaps he should consider compiling the collection into his own hymn book.

And no, I feel no fear as I tread the winding paths here in Shadyland. I am like Quai Chang Caine walking through the rattlesnakes in the pit -- though I walk through the valley of the Shadyville bottoms, I will fear no evil. My baseball bat and my .45, they comfort me. My wife still prepares my lunch and serves me it in the presence of my enemies. She anointeth me with sloppy kisses -- my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and chocolate ice cream will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

By the way, I was at the exmo conference last October, at least for the final evening, but I didn't see an organ there. Was it hidden behind the bar? ;-)



Go ahead and PM me your e-mail address and I'll send you the same songs I sent to gramps.

Your baseball bat and your .45 comfort you? Do you also live in the South, Will? I have a concealed carry permit, lol, though I don't actually carry anything!

I guess you came to hear Brent Metcalfe? I was there, also. In a rather infamous black dress...

And no, there was no organ behind the bar. I was over there enough that if there were an organ, I would have noticed it. There was, however, a piano.

KA

KA,

Don't read too much into the comment about the baseball bat and the .45. Truth be told, I really don't even have a .45. I have a wimpy little Browning .22 pistol. But I can put ten holes in a soda can at 30 yards with it. And so can my 14-year-old daughter. We're not much on slaying woodland creatures, although the two of us did draw deer permits this year for the first time in several years. So I guess we'll try to put some venison on the table during the cold winter months.

I did go to the exmo conference to hear Brent. And believe me, I remember very well you and your black dress. As I recall, you were struggling to keep the girls tucked in securely. ;-) But don't worry, I didn't feel threatened or ashamed. If one views God as an artist, then certainly the female breast is one of His masterpieces.

By the way, I tried to send a song to your e-mail address, but the e-mail came back undeliverable because it says it exceeded your size limitation. The file is 7MB -- not really that large. Even web-based services usually permit up to 10MB in attachments. So, you'll either have to go without, or give me a different address where it can tolerate the large files.

Cheers ...

[_KimberlyAnn]

Don't read too much into the comment about the baseball bat and the .45. Truth be told, I really don't even have a .45. I have a wimpy little Browning .22 pistol. But I can put ten holes in a soda can at 30 yards with it. And so can my 14-year-old daughter. We're not much on slaying woodland creatures, although the two of us did draw deer permits this year for the first time in several years. So I guess we'll try to put some venison on the table during the cold winter months.

I did go to the exmo conference to hear Brent. And believe me, I remember very well you and your black dress. As I recall, you were struggling to keep the girls tucked in securely. ;-) But don't worry, I didn't feel threatened or ashamed. If one views God as an artist, then certainly the female breast is one of His masterpieces.

By the way, I tried to send a song to your e-mail address, but the e-mail came back undeliverable because it says it exceeded your size limitation. The file is 7MB -- not really that large. Even web-based services usually permit up to 10MB in attachments. So, you'll either have to go without, or give me a different address where it can tolerate the large files.

Cheers ...

I'd much rather watch woodland creatures than kill them, too. I do not like venison, either, so I'm glad my husband isn't a hunter.

I am a bit embarrassed about the dress...or rather, my nervousness in the dress that night. That was the first time I'd worn it, and I was worried about keeping my "girls" tucked in, but I've worn it since and have never had too much slippage. I bought a new red dress for this year's dinner, but the black dress is so infamous now, I may wear it again! Maybe it should be an exmo tradition. :)

I don't know why the file was too large. I only have one more address, but it's the same service. I'll see if I can find a way for you to get the songs to me or, as you say, go without. Thanks for the attempt at sending them.

KA

[_Some Schmo]

Alright, this is my last one... I promise.


Joy to the World

Joy to the world and kingdom come; I have a need to sing!
Now my life is great, since I’m an apostate; it was the very thing, the most important thing, I guess that it was the only thing!

Rejoice! Rejoice when church is done; no more must I endure!
My Sundays are a joy, like I’m a little boy, no meetings was the cure, my weekends are now pure, it’s better, way better, oh that’s for sure!

No more will I, suffer from “friends” who make me work for love!
They never loved me; they wanted my money; I am no pure white dove, more like a spotted glove, but I still feel loved from up above.

I stood by while they took control; I let them mess with me,
My head was in the sand; I could not hear the band, denial was the key, must stress how it helped me, but now, I say, I’m truly free.

[_KimberlyAnn]

Alright, this is my last one... I promise.

Don't make such terrible promises! I like your songs, Schmo, and Joy to the World is my favorite so far!

Write all the songs you like. They're funny. Even Will likes them! ;)

KA

[_Yoda]

*giving Some Schmo a standing ovation*

;)

OK...since Schmo spoofed a Christmas carol, let me ask a question that really "bugs" me about the Church hymnal.

Why does the Church INSIST on changing the words to traditional Christmas carols?

I mean really..."And Saints and angels sing" instead of "And heaven and nature sing.."

What is the purpose?

As a singer and a music instructor, I have always found this extremely annoying.

End of rant.

[_Blixa]

*giving Some Schmo a standing ovation*

;)

OK...since Schmo spoofed a Christmas carol, let me ask a question that really "bugs" me about the Church hymnal.

Why does the Church INSIST on changing the words to traditional Christmas carols?

I mean really..."And Saints and angels sing" instead of "And heaven and nature sing.."

What is the purpose?

As a singer and a music instructor, I have always found this extremely annoying.

End of rant.

Oh you have NO IDEA how much this bugged me!! I used to sing "heaven and nature" as loudly as possible.

[_Some Schmo]

Man I love you ladies!

:)

[_harmony]

*giving Some Schmo a standing ovation*

;)

OK...since Schmo spoofed a Christmas carol, let me ask a question that really "bugs" me about the Church hymnal.

Why does the Church INSIST on changing the words to traditional Christmas carols?

I mean really..."And Saints and angels sing" instead of "And heaven and nature sing.."

What is the purpose?

As a singer and a music instructor, I have always found this extremely annoying.

End of rant.

Agreed! I think it's just one more example of the church's arrogance.

[_Blixa]

*giving Some Schmo a standing ovation*

;)

OK...since Schmo spoofed a Christmas carol, let me ask a question that really "bugs" me about the Church hymnal.

Why does the Church INSIST on changing the words to traditional Christmas carols?

I mean really..."And Saints and angels sing" instead of "And heaven and nature sing.."

What is the purpose?

As a singer and a music instructor, I have always found this extremely annoying.

End of rant.

Agreed! I think it's just one more example of the church's arrogance.

Heh. I remember asking my grandmother why they sang it wrong in Primary. "Oh you know how they are" was her explanation...