Biografía:
"Mormon Tabernacle choir" o el "Coro del Tabernáculo Mormón" se formó poco tiempo después de que los pioneros mormones llegaron a Salt Lake City en 1847, con un pequeño coro que se juntaron para cantar en las reuniones dominicales. Actualmente compuesto por 360 voces "voluntarias", el coro continua sirviendo como el embajador de la Iglesia de Jesucristo de los Santos de los Últimos Días. Amenudo se presenta con la Orquesta de la Manzana del Templo
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
this is by far one of my favorite hymns
Capo 1, all chords are relative to capo
A
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
E D A
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
E D A
What more can He say than to you He hath said
Who unto the Savior,Who unto the Savior,
E D A
Who unto the Savior, for refuge have fled?
In every condition, -- in sickness, in health,
E D A
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth,
E D A
At home and abroad, on the land, or the sea, --
As thy days may demand, As thy days may demand,
E D A
As thy days may demand, So thy succor shall be.
Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed,
E D A
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
E D A
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My righteous, Upheld by My righteous,
E D A
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.
When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
E D A
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
E D A
For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless
And sanctify to thee, And sanctify to thee,
E D A
And sanctify to thee, thy deepest distress.
When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
E D A
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply.
E D A
The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, Thy dross to consume,
E D A
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.
E'en down to old age all My people shall prove
E D A
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
E D A
And when gray hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still, Like lambs they shall still,
E D A
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.
The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
E D A
I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes;
E D A
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no never, I'll never, no never,
E D A
I'll never, no never, no never, forsake!
Capo 1, all chords are relative to capo
A
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
E D A
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
E D A
What more can He say than to you He hath said
Who unto the Savior,Who unto the Savior,
E D A
Who unto the Savior, for refuge have fled?
In every condition, -- in sickness, in health,
E D A
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth,
E D A
At home and abroad, on the land, or the sea, --
As thy days may demand, As thy days may demand,
E D A
As thy days may demand, So thy succor shall be.
Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed,
E D A
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
E D A
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My righteous, Upheld by My righteous,
E D A
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.
When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
E D A
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
E D A
For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless
And sanctify to thee, And sanctify to thee,
E D A
And sanctify to thee, thy deepest distress.
When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
E D A
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply.
E D A
The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, Thy dross to consume,
E D A
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.
E'en down to old age all My people shall prove
E D A
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
E D A
And when gray hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still, Like lambs they shall still,
E D A
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.
The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
E D A
I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes;
E D A
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no never, I'll never, no never,
E D A
I'll never, no never, no never, forsake!
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