A Program of Sacred
Classical Music
Eunice Wonderly Stackhouse, piano

Happy I who have my Saviour; from Him never will I part.
He restores my drooping spirit, be I sad and sick at heart.

Cares may vex and troubles grieve me, yet will Jesus never leave me.
Him I never will forsake, even though my heart should break.

Jesus, source of every blessing, He my heart's supreme delight;
Jesus lightens all my troubles through His love's redeeming might.

If thou but suffer God to guide thee,
And hope in Him through all thy ways,
He'll give thee strength, whate'er betide thee,
And bear thee through the evil days.
Who trusts in God's unchanging love
Builds on the Rock that naught can move.

A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing;
Our helper, He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing.
Were not the right Man on our side, the man of God's own choosing;
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth His name, from age to age the same.
And He must win the battle.

Praise the Lord! ye heavens adore Him;
Praise Him, angels, in the height!
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him;
Praise Him, all ye stars of light.
Praise the Lord! for He hath spoken;
Worlds His mighty voice obeyed.
Laws which never shall be broken,
For their guidance hath He made

Lord, speak to me, that I may speak in living echoes of thy tone
As Thou hast sought, so let me seek thine erring children lost and lone.
O use me, Lord, use even me, just as Thou wilt, and when, and where;
Until thy blessed face I see; thy rest, thy joy, thy glory share.

Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh
When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee.
Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight,
Dawns the sweet consciousness: I am with Thee.

Lo, how a Rose e're blooming from tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse's lineage coming, as men of old have sung.
It came a flower bright amid the cold of winter,
When half-spent was the night.

This flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere.
True man, yet very God; From sin and death He saves us,
And lightens every load.

Hymn Meditation on "Olivet" .......... Reginald Gerig (1919-)
This 20th century adaptation of the chorale prelude was composed specifically for the piano in 1959. Reginald Gerig, a Juilliard graduate, was a professor at Wheaton College (IL) from 1952-1987.

My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour Divine!
Now hear me when I pray; take all my guilt away.
O let me from this day be wholly Thine!

May Thy rich grace impart strength to my fainting heart; My zeal inspire!
As Thou hast died for me, O may my love for Thee
Pure, warm and changeless be--a living fire!

Troubled Water .......... Margaret Bonds (1913 - 1972)

Wade in the water, wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water; God's going to trouble the water.
See that band all dressed in white?
The leader looks like the Israelite.
See that band all dressed in red?
It looks like the band that Moses led