Θρησκευτικής jazz συνέχεια με το άλμπουμ που η πιανίστα-συνθέτις Mary Lou Williams κυκλοφόρησε στα mid-’60s, αφιερωμένο στον Αφρο-Περουβιανό άγιο Martin De Porres. Ακούμε τρία κομμάτια από αυτό, δυο δικές της συνθέσεις και μια του Gershwin – ξεχωρίζει η MLW στο πιάνο. Με τη σειρά που ακούγονται : Praise The Lord / It Ain’t Necessarily So / St. Martin De Porres

Sacred jazz follow-up with the album that pianist-composer Mary Lou Williams
released in the mid-’60s, dedicated to the Afro-Peruvian saint Martin De Porres. We hear three tracks from this, two of her own compositions and one of Gershwin’s – featuring MLW on the piano. In listening order : Praise The Lord / It Ain’t Necessarily So / St. Martin De Porres

Come Holy Spirit, in nature one
With both the Father and the Son
Shed forth Thy grace within our breast
And dwell with us, a ready guest.
By every power, by heart and tongue
By act and deed, Thy praise be sung:
Inflame with perfect love each sense
That other souls may kindle thence.
In this, Most Gracious Father hear
Through Christ Thy equal Son our prayer,
Who with The Holy Ghost and Thee
Doth live and reign eternally.
Clap your hands
Oooh, yeah
Everybody clap your hands, now
Come on and clap your hands
Everybody clap your hands, now
Oooh, yeah
Everybody clap your hands, now
Praise the Lord from Heaven
Praise Him in the heights
Praise Him, all you angels
Praise Him, all you hosts
Praise Him, Sun and Moon
Praise Him all you shining stars
And clap your hands
Oooh, yeah
Every–everybody clap your hands, now
Come on, come on and clap your hands, now
Oooh, yeah
Oooh, yeah
Come on and clap your hands
Everybody clap your hands
Praise Him, you highest heavens,
And you waters above the heavens
Let them praise the name of the Lord,
For He commanded and they were created:
He established them forever and ever:
He gave them a duty which shall not pass away.
Clap your hands
Oooh, yeah
Everybody clap your hands now
Come on and clap your hands
Everybody clap your hands now
Oooh, yeah
Praise the Lord from the earth,
You sea monsters and all depths;
Fire and hail, snow and mist
Stormwinds that fulfill His word:
You mountains and all you hills,
You fruit trees and all you cedars:
You wild animals and all you tame animals,
You creeping things and you winged fowl.


St. Martin de Porres, his shepherd’s staff a dusty broom
St. Martin de Porres, the poor made a shrine of his tomb
St. Martin de Porres, he gentled creatures tame and wild
St. Martin de Porres, he sheltered each unsheltered child
This man of love, born of the flesh, yet of God,
This humble man healed the sick, raised the dead, his hand is quick
To feed beggars and sinners, the starving homeless and the stray
Oh Black Christ of the Andes, come feed and cure us now we pray
Spare, oh lord
Spare my people
Lest you be angered with me, forever
This man, this man
Of love, born of the flesh, yet of God
This humble man healed the sick, raised the dead, his hand is quick
St. Martin de Porres, he gentled creatures tame and wild
St. Martin de Porres, he sheltered each unsheltered child