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lyrics: Isaac Watts • music: Brendan Taaffe

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The voice of my beloved sounds over the rocks and rising grounds
O'er hills of guilt and seas of grief, he leaps, he flies to my relief

The bleak midwinter now is gone. The mists are fled and spring comes on.
The sacred turtle dove we hear proclaim the new, the joyful year

The immortal vine of heavenly root blossoms and buds and gives her fruit
Lo, we are come to taste the wine, our souls rejoice and bless the vine.

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from No Time To Tarry, released April 4, 2018

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Brendan Taaffe Brattleboro, Vermont

Two Strands:

On banjo and mbira, Brendan Taaffe pushes the boundaries of old-time music with inventive arrangements and soulful playing. See: Heap of Horseshoes, Can’t Hold The Wheel, Fly Down You Little Bird

With The Bright Wings Chorus, soak in the lush harmonies of Brendan’s original choral arrangements.
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