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Sing Unto the Lord a New Song

Carole Baldwin  •  Recordings


Soloist Carole Baldwin performs five of Ruth Lambert’s songs.


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Ever-Coming Christ

Words: C. Violet Spiller
Music by Ruth E. Lambert

The watchful shepherds heard the song
Whose echoes ne’er can cease,
Till all the world shall be attuned
To that sweet song of peace.

The wisemen saw the star of hope
Whose light can ne’er grow less
Till high o’er all the earth shall shine
The Sun of Righteousness.

O never-ending angel song,
O always steadfast shining star,
The ever-coming Christ we hail,
Whose witnesses ye are!

With outstretched arm to save and heal,
Christ through all time appears,
To bless the children as of old,
To wipe away all tears.

Our falt’ring feet grow swiftly strong,
As on his way we press,
And lips, long dumb, in joyful praise
The healing Truth express;
The healing Truth express.

Words: Public Domain
Music: ©1994 Ruth E. Lambert

Sing Unto the Lord a New Song

Words: Psalms 96: 1, 2; 118: 24; 25: 4, 5; 40: 3
Music by Ruth E. Lambert

O sing unto the Lord a new song:
sing unto the Lord, all the earth.
Sing unto the Lord, sing unto the Lord, bless His name;
Show forth His salvation from day to day;
Show forth His salvation from day to day.
This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.
Show me thy ways, O Lord; teach me thy paths,
for Thou art the God of my salvation.
Show me thy ways, O Lord;
lead me in thy truth; on Thee do I wait all the day.
He hath put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise unto our God:
Many shall see it and shall trust in the Lord.
O sing a new song unto Him.
O sing unto the Lord a new song:
sing unto the Lord, all the earth.
Sing unto the Lord, sing unto the Lord. Sing!

Words: KJV Bible: Public Domain
Music © 1993 Ruth E. Lambert

Feed My Sheep

Words: Mary Baker Eddy
Music by Ruth E. Lambert

Shepherd, show me how to go
O’er the hillside steep,
How to gather, how to sow, —
How to feed Thy sheep;
I will listen for Thy voice,
Lest my footsteps stray;
I will follow and rejoice
All the rugged way.

Thou wilt bind the stubborn will,
Wound the callous breast,
Make self-righteousness be still,
Break earth’s stupid rest.
Strangers on a barren shore,
Lab’ring long and lone,
We would enter by the door,
And Thou know’st Thine own;

So, when day grows dark and cold,
Tear or triumph harms,
Lead Thy lambkins to the fold,
Take them in Thine arms;
Feed the hungry, heal the heart,
Till the morning’s beam;
White as wool, ere they depart,
Shepherd, wash them clean.

Music: ©1989 Ruth E. Lambert
Words used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection


Words: Stella L. Myatt
Music by Ruth E. Lambert

He was the friend of publicans and sinners,
He walked among the lowly and the meek;
He healed the lepers in their unclean raiment,
He to the outcast loving words did speak.
The little children smiled in fearless wonder
As tenderly he blessed their innocence,
And sinful women came in supplication;
Nor did he scorn their tears, nor drive them thence.
With tender words of infinite compassion
He gave the widow back her only son;
He raised again the ruler’s daughter;
He smote the hosts of evil one by one.
The blind who sought him in longing by the wayside,
With cry for light and faithful prayer that healed,
The dumb, the lame, the palsied all responded
To that great fount of tender love unsealed.
Dear Father, as I walk among Thy children,
Oh, may I emulate his gentle mien;
May I reflect that wonderful compassion,
The truth that heals and maketh all things clean.
Oh, may I cheer some heart that’s sad and lonely,
By singing of the Love which maketh free;
Oh, may I ever follow in his footsteps,
The people’s friend, The Man of Galilee.

Words: Public Domain Poem
Music © 1995 Ruth E. Lambert


Words: I Corinthians 13
Music by Ruth E. Lambert

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,
and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and
all knowledge;
and though I have all faith, and could remove mountains,
and have not charity, I am nothing.
Though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor,
though I give my body to be burned,
and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suff’reth long, and is kind;
Charity envieth not; vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own,
Charity is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;
Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;
Beareth all things, believeth all things,
hopeth all things, endureth all things.
Charity never faileth; Love never faileth.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three;
but the greatest of these is charity.

Words: Public Domain: KJV Bible
Music: ©1993, rev. 2002 Ruth E. Lambert