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SPECIAL THANKS

To Ken Medema for the songs, the sounds, and the space to grow. His magic at the keyboards, his inspiration, and his time are much appreciated! Oh, and so are his numerous offers to share that special coffee of his. Maybe I should have tried some. It sure works for him!

To Tom Butler for pushing the right buttons at the right time (how do engineers do it?), and for providing the studio space and equipment that gave us a clean, crisp recording. And he even included a padded music stand and matching wall hanging. Impressive, huh?

To Jay Wampler for designing the cover. It’s nice to work with such a creative and patient person.

To Jonathan Mellechamp for shooting me – with a camera that is.

To my family, who has always been so supportive. My husband, Conrad, supplies lots of encouragement, and my kids believed in me enough to help finance this project. Thanks to Kandace, too, who makes being a grandma so much fun!

RECORDED AT: Brier Patch Music, San Francisco, CA

Donna Krieger

1988

Song List & Lyrics

Click each song title below for lyrics

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I Will Sing to the Lord a New Song

CHORUS:
I will sing to the Lord a new song.
I will sing to Him all the day long.
He is deserving of glory and praise,
So unto Him I will raise my song.
I will sing to the Lord a new song.
I will sing to Him all the day long.
His mercies are new ev’ry morning I live,
So unto Him I will give my song.

Songs born in the nighttime . . .
Songs born in the day . . .
After the labor has ended,
And pain has paved the way for joy!
Joy comes in the morning
After the darkness of night.
Strength is renewed like the eagle
Spreading her wings in flight.

CHORUS

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         (Donna J. Krieger) Copyright 1988 Donna J. Krieger

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Flyin’ Like an Eagle

CHORUS
Flyin’ like an eagle, runnin’ and not being weary,
Walking and not fainting at all.
Flyin’ like an eagle, runnin’ and not being weary,
He who saves you will not let you fall.

When your days go by at a crazy pace,
And your life seems so like a frantic race,
And you sometimes think you just can’t stand the strain,
When a trifle threatens to blow your mind,
And relief is something you cannot find,
And you cannot gather yourself together again,
You’d better stop! Let it all go for a while.
Do you need your strength to be restored?
Close your eyes, see the vision in His Word
For ev’ryone who waits upon the Lord.

It’s a vision of . . .
CHORUS

When the aspirin that you took last night
Doesn’t really help you to feel all right,
And there’s just no use in tryin’ any more,
When the world has torn your defense away,
And you cannot make it another day,
And your life lies bruised and broken on the floor,
You’d better stop! Let it all go for a while.
Do you need your strength to be restored?
Close your eyes, see the vision in His Word
For ev’ryone who waits upon the Lord.

It’s a vision of . . .
CHORUS

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         (Medema) Copyright 1977 Word Music, Inc.

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Come, Sweet Easter Morning

Come, sweet Easter morning.
We are longing for your coming.
We are yearning for the shining
Of a new and clearer light.

Come, sweet day of gladness
Come, dispel the gloom and sadness.
Come, make music of the madness
In this dark and raging night.

Come, Morning Angel,
Turn our silence to song.
Come, roll the tombstone
That has bound us so long.

Come, break the fortresses
Of evil and wrong.
We have waited so long,
We have waited so long.
Oh come, sweet Easter morning.
Oh come, sweet happy day.

Come, sweet day of wonder.
We are longing for your coming.
Let the waiting now be ended.
Let the reign of peace begin.

Come and wake the sleeping.
Make new laughing from our weeping.
Turn our crawling into leaping.
We are crushed beneath our sins.

Come, Easter morning, give us hoping again.
Come, fill our hot and thirsty deserts with rain.
Come, bring the ending to oppression and pain.
Give us joy once again. Give us joy once again.
O, come, sweet Easter Morning.
Oh, come, sweet happy day.

Christ, the Lord is ris’n today! Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Sing! Ye heav’ns and earth reply, Alleluia!
Join the triumph of the sky! Alleluia!
Alleluia, Amen!
Alleluia, Amen!

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         (MedemaCopyright 1982 GlorySound

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Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah

Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou are mighty –
Hold me with Thy powerful hand:
Bread of heaven, Bread of heaven,
Feed me ’til I want no more,
Feed me ’til I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing waters flow.
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through:
Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer,
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield,
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Bear me o’er the swelling current,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side:
Songs of praises, songs of praises
I will ever give to Thee,
I will ever give to Thee.

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         (Williams/Hughes)

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Morning

In the morning just before the sunrise,
Waiting for the night’s chill to go away,
I will raise this grateful voice
In songs of wonder and gladness,
Gladness for the wonder of the day.

When the birds have filled the air with music,
City sounds have only just begun,
Then I’ll raise this grateful voice
In songs of wonder and gladness,
Gladness for the wonder of the sun.

It will not be long now till I feel the warmness,
Till I feel the dawn breeze drift across my hair.
All the world around me, buzzing, worrying, waking;
Grace has given day again, there’s magic in the air,
Magic in the air.

Who can tell me where this day will lead me?
Will I walk a road I’ve never known?
Still I’ll raise this grateful voice
In songs of wonder and gladness,
Gladness for the wonder of the dawn
I’ll go singing on and on.

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         (MedemaCopyright 1987 Purifoy Publishing

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I Will Arise

CHORUS:
I will arise. I will arise with a grateful heart.
I will arise. I will arise and praise Your name.

In my coming and my going,
As I walk along this road,
Since my heart is overflowing,
I will sing my praise to God.

In the morning and the evening,
When my strength is almost gone,
In the summer and the winter,
I will praise You on and on.

CHORUS

In the sunshine or the shadow,
I will never need to fear.
In the good times or the bad times,
You have promised to be near.

If I climb the highest mountain,
If I walk along the shore,
I am filled with joy and wonder;
So I praise You evermore.
I will praise You evermore.

CHORUS

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         (Krieger/MedemaCopyright 1988 by D.J. Krieger

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Words of Praise

When I hear the children laughing in the sunlight,
When I hear the gentle sound of lazy summer rain;
When I hear the North wind whistling through the treetops,
When I hear the birds announce that day has come again:

CHORUS:
Words of praise are all that I can say,
And when the words have died away
Then my heart will still be praising You;
For You are the Mystery of Love
In whose life I live and move.
I will praise You night and day.
That’s all that I can say.

When I hear a stranger speaking words of kindness,
When an old friend’s greeting takes me by surprise;
When beneath my window someone’s voice is singing,
When an old man tells me stories, when a baby cries:

CHORUS

When my disappointment turns to understanding,
When a hated enemy becomes a trusted friend;
When the life I wanted gives way to one much better,
When a bad beginning becomes a hopeful end.

CHORUS

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         (MedemaCopyright 1985 by Ron Harris Music

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Listening

CHORUS:
Lord, I long to hear Your still, small voice
Speaking to me.
Lord, I need to make a very difficult choice.
I’m listening quietly.

Please, Lord, I need You.
Indeed, You are wise;
So whisper Your will to me,
And make that will my prize.

CHORUS

But my ears are dull, and my eyes are dim.
The battle has taken its toll.
My strength is nearly gone, Lord,I need You
To lead me to the goal.

CHORUS

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         (Donna J. Krieger) Copyright 1988 by D.J. Krieger

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I Hear Thy Welcome Voice

I hear Thy welcome voice
That calls me, Lord, to Thee,
For cleansing in Thy precious blood
That flowed on Calvary.

CHORUS:
I am coming, Lord!
Coming now to Thee!
Wash me, cleanse me in the blood
That flowed on Calvary!

’Tis Jesus calls me on
To perfect faith and love,
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust,
For earth and heav’n above.

CHORUS

All hail! Atoning blood!
All hail! Redeeming grace!
All hail! The gift of Christ our Lord,
Our strength and righteousness.

CHORUS

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         (Hartsough)

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Imagine

Imagine . . .the most beautiful thing that your mind could ever conceive.
Imagine . . . the greatest gift that you could ever receive.
Now realize that our wildest dreams fall short of what is in store
In a land where God’s creation knows no limits!
He’s preparing so much more than we can imagine,
Imagine!

CHORUS:
In a land of beautiful surprises
We will see what we’ve never seen before.
We will know love in all of its perfection.
We will worship and adore
The Creator of beautiful surprises,
In a land He’s prepared for His own.
My heart will be free to enjoy eternity.
No disappointment will ever be known.

(repeat CHORUS)

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         (Donna J. KriegerCopyright 1988 by D.J. Krieger

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Grandma Song

CHORUS:
Well, I’m a grandma now.
They call my Granny Krieger.
I’m a grandma now, tho’ I’m still young at heart.
I’m a grandma now. It’s really very special,
’Cause now I am the owner of a grandma’s great big heart.

Now I’m surprised that I have reached this stage in life;
But it was “Watch out, here I come, ready or not!”
I had no choice, but now that I’ve been drafted,
I think I’m gonna like this, gonna like this quite a lot!

CHORUS

Now grandmas have a very special place in life
With a very special kind of love to show.
I’ve got a lot to learn about this grandma stuff,
But I believe that God will teach me everything I need to know.

CHORUS

Note: This was written when the first of my 11 grandchildren was born.

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         (Donna J. KriegerCopyright 1988 by D.J. Krieger

Looking Back

When the Lord fills our lives with His song, we can sing on and on and on. In the good times and the bad. That’s the message of the title song by Ken Medema, the producer of this album. If any of you know Ken, you know that this recording is full of delightful improv and joyful sounds. It was a great privilege to collaborate with him on these arrangements. I love singing his songs and hearing him masterfully unfold the beauty of the old hymns we chose. It was a “once in a lifetime” opportunity to work with him. By the way, he’s still singing on.