Max Spicker

Anthology of Sacred Song Vol.3 Tenor

J. S. Bach: Depart! enough! my treasure I retain.. Ye foes of man, your might is shaken - Barnby: With overflowing heart, O Lord.. The soft southern breeze plays around - Beethoven: Jehovah, hear, oh hear me!.. Oh, my heart is sore within me - Benedict: A wondrous change my spirit doth surprise - Bennett: His salvation is nigh them that fear Him - Cowen: How excellent is thy loving-kindness - Foster: Your heavenly Father knoweth.. Seek ye first the kingdom of God - Gaul: My soul is athirst for God / To the Lord our God belong mercies / Ascribe unto the Lord worship and power - Gounod: Father, thine arms about me throw! - Handel: Great Queen, be calm.. Gentle airs, melodious strains / From celestial seats descending / Deeper and deeper still.. Waft her, angels, thro' the skies / My arms! against this Gorgias will I go.. Sound an alarm! / Comfort ye, my people.. Ev'ry valley shall be exalted / He that dwelleth in heaven.. Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron / Jehovah! to my words give ear / Oh, loss of sight!.. Total eclipse! no sun, no moon / My grief for this forbids mine eyes to close.. Why does the God of Israel sleep? / Tyrannic Love! I feel thy cruel dart.. Ye verdant hills, ye balmy vales - Haydn: And God created Man.. In native worth and honour clad / A Crystal pavement lies the lake.. the trav'ler stands perplexed - Hiller: All my strength hath fled away.. Yes, Thou wilt yet remember - Mendelssohn: Ye people, rend yourhearts.. If with all your hearts ye truly seek me / Then shall the righteous shine forth / Sing ye praise, all ye redeemed.. He counteth all your sorrows / Be thou faithful unto death - Mercadante: When to the lily fair - Molique: Pour out thy heart before the Lord - Parry: I will bear the indignation of God - Pugno: I Live! my heart is beating!.. Thy name I praise, O God - Reinthaler: What! Miriam shall perish on the sacrificial altar?.. Lovely and sweet as the rose in the vale - Spohr: O how familiar to mine ear.. Remember, Lord, what Thou hast laid upon us - Stainer: King ever-glorious / My hope is in the Everlasting - Sullivan: Refrain thy voice from weeping / No chastening for the present seemeth joyous.. Come, ye children, and hearken unto me - C. M. von Weber: Look how the fruitful land is smiling. Happy nation, still receiving.