Sunday, March 26, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 133

 

Two Coats, sung by Patty Loveless, Composed by Ralph Stanley



Two coats were before me
An old and a new
I asked my sweet master
Oh what must I do
 
The old coat was ugly
So tattered and torn
The other a new one
Had never been worn
 
I'll tell you the best thing
I ever did do
I took off the old coat
And put on the new
 
The first man was earthy
And made from the ground
We bore all his image
The whole world around
 
The next was my savior
From heaven so fair
He bought me this new coat
You now see me wear
 
I'll tell you the best thing
I ever did do
I took off the old coat
And put on the new
 
Now this coat it suits me
And keeps me warm
It's good in the winter
It's good in the storm
 
My Savior has dressed me
In a garment so rare
He bought me this new coat
You now see me wear
 
I'll tell you the best thing
I ever did do
I took off the old coat
And put on the new
 
I'll tell you the best thing
I ever did do
I took off the old coat
And put on the new
 
 

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

  In Remembrance of the Birthday of

   

             Donald A. Collins

              

               March 21, 2017

      

From Your Family, Friends and  Fans. 

 

 

        





Vanilla Sunflowers for Don Collins and Franzi Collins, with my Love, LBS 

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 132

                             

                              Angel Band sung by The Stanley Brothers




          


My latest sun is sinking fast
My race has nearly run
My strongest trials now are past
My triumph is begun

O come, angel band, come and around me stand
O bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
O bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home

O bear my longing heart to Him
Who bled and died for me
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin
And gives me victory

O come, angel band, come and around me stand
O bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
O bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home



Friday, March 17, 2017


Celtic Woman, Danny Boy

  


Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!

But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
You'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!




  

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 131


                                       Go Rest High On That Mountain

                                         Written and Performed by Vince Gill

                          
I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain.
You weren't afraid to face the devil,
You were no stranger to the rain.
 
Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.
 
Oh, how we cried the day you left us
We gathered round your grave to grieve.
I wish I could see the angels faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing.
 
Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.
 

 

In Loving Memory

Donald Alfred Collins

March 21, 1947-February 11, 2017










My deepest gratitude to Janet Crain for her help and support.  Any formatting errors are mine alone. LBS
 

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 130

Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
Sung by Ernie Thacker
 
 
Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

He was the blessed father of Abraham
Brought his people to the promised land
Poured milk and honey at their feet
Told them to ask they shall receive

Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The prince of peace and the heavenly host
He delivered us from sin and he'll come this way again
Do you know the Father Son and the Holy Ghost

He cured the blind the sick and the deaf
He raised poor Lazarus up from the dead
Turned pure water into wine
And sent his only Son to die

Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The prince of peace and the heavenly host
He delivered us from sin and he'll come this way again
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

When you know these miracles to be true
Trust what the Lord has in store for you
Believe me my friend you best get right
Cause this could be the night we all take flight

Do you know the Father Son and the Holy Ghost
The prince of peace and the heavenly host
He delivered us from sin and he'll come this way again
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 129

Almost Home
Written by  Lloyd Copas, Paul Bennett and Marshall Pack, sung by Dr. Ralph Stanley
 
 
Almost Home

For many long years
I've traveled this road
I'm weary and tired
of carrying this load
so often I'm tempted
with Satan to bow
but I'm too near Home
to turn back now

Almost Home, I'm almost Home
almost Home, I'm almost Home
I know my race is nearly run,
I know my race is nearly run
Through trouble and sorrow
I've already come
Through troubles and sorrow
I've already come

I can't turn back now
for I'm too near home
I can't turn back now
for I'm too near home

As I stand by the river
that Homeland I see
that beautiful Mansion
that He built for me
just a few days to linger
and I'll go across
I know what awaits me
will be worth all the cost

Almost Home,
I'm almost Home
almost Home,
 
I'm almost Home
I know my race is nearly run,
I know my race is nearly run
Through trouble and sorrow
I've already come,
Through troubles and sorrow
I've already come

I can't turn back now
for I'm too near Home,
I can't turn back now
for I'm too near Home

When my labor on earth
I must lay down,
I'll go to receive
my beautiful Crown
It's "goodbye" my friends
I've met on my way
I'll meet them again
on that Homecoming Day

Almost Home,
I'm almost Home
Almost Home,
I'm almost Home

I know my race is nearly run,
I know my race is nearly run
Through trouble and sorrow
I've already come,
through trouble and sorrow
I've already come

I can't turn back now
for I'm too near Home
I can't turn back now
for I'm too near Home...

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 128

He Will Set Your Fields On Fire
 Written by Mrs L. L. Brackett and C.M. Ballew, sung by Don Reno and Red Smiley
 


He Will Set Your Fields On Fire
 
There's a call that rings from the one who sings
To those now gone astray
Saying "Come ye men from your load of sin
There at the alter lay
Many do not heed that the chains of greed
that their conscience never tire
Be assured my friend if you still offend
He will set your fields on fire

Now if you don't from sin retire
He will set your fields on fire
You have heard Jesus' call
And in death your soul must fall
Now my friend if you desire
You may join the heavenly choir
And rejoice with him free from every sin
 When He sets this world on fire


You have heard his voice seen His soul rejoice
That trusted in his grace
You have blushed with sin as He knocked within
But still you hide your face
From the blessed Lord and His own true word
But still you say retire
Leave the downward path kindle not His wrath
Or He'll set your fields on fire

Now if you don't from sin retire
He will set your fields on fire
You have heard Jesus' call
And in death your soul must fall
Now my friend if you desire
You may join the heavenly choir
And rejoice with him free from every sin
 When He sets this world on fire


Sunday, February 12, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 127

To My Mansion In The Sky
Written by Jimmie Davis, sung by Melvin Goins
 
 
 
To My Mansion In The Sky

This plane I'm ridin' they say it's leavin'
For a place where we'll never die
And the pilot will by my Jesus
To my mansion in the sky

Now don't be grievin' because I'm leavin'
And don't cry when I say goodbye
There'll be no weepin' where I'm going
To my mansion in the sky

This plane I'm ridin' will be returnin'
Some sweet day Lord, by and by
So get ready to go with Jesus
To my mansion in the sky

Now don't be grievin' because I'm leavin'
and don't cry when I say goodbye
There'll be no weepin' where I'm going
To my mansion in the sky

My journey with Jesus will end my sorrow
Heal my affliction, no more I'll cry
I'll be rejoicing while I'm going
To my mansion in the sky

Now don't be grievin' because I'm leavin'
And don't cry when I say goodbye
There'll be no weepin' where I'm going
To my mansion in the sky

To my mansion in the sky

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 126

On My Way To Canaan's Land
Written by A. P. Carter, sung by the Carter Family
 
In Remembrance, Steve Edward Rutherford
 
 
On My Way To Canaan's Land 

I'm on my way to Canaan's land
I'm on my way to Canaan's land
I'm on my way to Canaan's land
I'm on my way (Praise God) I'm on my way

If father won't go, it won't hinder me
If father won't go, it won't hinder me
If father won't go, it won't hinder me
I'm on my way (Praise God) I'm on my way

If mother won't go, it won't hinder me
If mother won't go, it won't hinder me
If mother won't go, it won't hinder me
I'm on my way (Praise God) I'm on my way

If sister won't go, it won't hinder me
If sister won't go, it won't hinder me
If sister won't go, it won't hinder me
I'm on my way (Praise God) I'm on my way

Oh, be baptized in Jesus's name
Oh, be baptized in Jesus's name
Oh, be baptized in Jesus's name
I'm on my way (Praise God) I'm on my way

I'm on my way to Canaan's land
I'm on my way to Canaan's land
I'm on my way to Canaan's land
I'm on my way (Praise God) I'm on my way

Monday, January 30, 2017

Safe Spaces

I've been reading 'news' articles stating that there are some college students across our nation that for what ever reason think they need 'safe spaces'.

Safe spaces are nothing new to the mountaineers of southern Appalachia. See photo below:

Hatfield Clan 'safe space' circa 1899


Sunday, January 29, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 125

I'll Fly Away
Written by Albert E. Brumley, sung by the Stanley Brothers, Carter and Ralph 
 
In remembrance, Carl S. Titus....  September 3, 1988 - January 22, 2017
 

 
I'll Fly Away
 
 Some glad morning when this life is o'er
I'll fly away
To a home on Gods celestial shore
I'll fly away

I'll fly away, oh Glory
I'll fly away, in the morning
When I die Hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away (fly away)

When the shadows of this life have gone
I'll fly away
Like a bird from prison bars has flown
I'll fly away

I'll fly away, oh Glory
I'll fly away, in the morning
When I die Hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away (fly a way)

Just a few more weary days and then
I'll fly away
To a land where joys will never end
I'll fly away

I'll fly away oh Glory
I'll fly away, in the morning
When I die Hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away, fly away....