Ill Say Yes The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
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Ill Say Yes The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
Join the 290 voice Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir and a vast congregation of fervent, worshipers as they fill the sanctuary with heartfelt praise and worship. Combining a selection of new and favorite songs, this six-time Grammy Award - winning choir leads this live worship event with the distinctly Brooklyn Tabernacle sound. This recording will inspire listeners to enter into the presence of the living God and to respond to the call of Christ with a resounding YES.
This 60 minute documentary combines the music of the choir with powerfully moving stories from lives transformed by the power of God. Behind-the-scenes footage with comments from choir director, Carol Cymbala are also included.
But the choir was not always such a large ensemble. It actually began with nine people in the mid-1970s. Soon the small choir became a vital part of the worship services of The Brooklyn Tabernacle. In the early 1980s Carol felt a desire to make a recording to bless the people of the congregation. When she had trouble finding enough material that would lift up the greatness of God, Carol began to write songs herself. The funds for the production of the first choir recording were raised by the choir members themselves who pre-sold albums to their friends and family members. The choir ended up raising enough funds to cover the rental of a large studio for one night, during which all of the sound tracks, vocals, and solos had to be recorded. What a joy it was for those early choir members to distribute that first album to their friends and loved ones!
Cymbala: We came from humble beginnings in a small church in downtown Brooklyn. I began with nine voices, and as the church began to grow, so did the choir. Today we have close to 300 singers lifting their voices in praise to our God.
Guilelessness, the pre-eminent grace which invested our departed brother's character with a special and peculiar charm like the clear transparent atmosphere which bathes the mountain's brow, is not easy to be described. It is an excellence so exalted and etherial that it eludes our grasp when we seek to fix it by exact definition, and precise limitations. We appreciate its beauty, we take cognisance of its presence, but as if called upon to describe an angel's visit, we are at a loss for words to tell what we know and feel. It must ever be so, because it is so far above the low level of earthly things that it taxes common words and ordinary thought to reach it; and hence in accommodation to our weakness, the inspired penman employs an entire psalm of several verses to delineate its beauties; for I take it David's answer to the question, "Lord who shall dwell in Thy tabernacle, or who shall rest upon Thy holy hill" paints the leading features of the guileless character as manifested in some Nathaniel, whom the Lord welcomes with the commendation, "Behold an Israelite indeed in whom is no guile." Perhaps we shall best prepare ourselves to note and appreciate its positive excellences by contrasting it with that, with which unhappily we are all too familiar, this evil world against which St. John warns us, "Love not the world, neither [12/13] the things that are in the world." Guilelessness is the direct antithesis of the world, so that the term which is given as its synonym is unworldliness, and rightly too, for the world, which our dear Lord overcame, and out of which He hath called us, and which we have renounced, and against which we have pledged ourselves to fight unto our life's end, is directly the opposite of His kingdom, and its spirit character and aims are contrary to those which He approves. The world in this sense is the evil, manifold and complex as it is, which man has made during the six thousand years he has lived and sinned upon the earth: it is an atmosphere charged with miasmatic vapors, which have been accumulating until the heavens are black, and the sun and the sky are no longer seen; it is a mighty current broad and deep which has gathered into its bosom the countless streams of individual lives, the traditions of past ages and generations, and sweeps onward with ever increasing volume and strength as it advances: it is the comprehensive word which stands for human society in its complex development, thinking, acting without any reference to Him who made it; which goes on from age to age making itself its own end and aim as much as if there were no God. This godless realm, which the devil owns and rules, in all its manifold wickedness and tremendous power is in character and spirit the direct opposite of guilelessness. Hence we can estimate the grandeur of that victory of grace, when some poor weak human soul is [13/14] enabled to assert itself, and stand up with heroic fortitude during a long life in open antagonism to its claims, in undisguised rebellion against its commands, in patient endurance of its ridicule, its sarcasm, and its sneers. Aye, it is a glorious sight, and we may well bless God and praise Him, that it has been vouchsafed us to behold it, and to have lived so long in its presence; to have witnessed one of ourselves, going in and out among us, breathing the same air, eating the same bread, mingling with the same society, yet triumphing, as we all feel and know he did, over the combined influences of a power which besets us on every side, and is wielded by Satan. It is a great thing, I say, and a grand thing not only in itself, as an object of contemplation to see reproduced among ourselves the life of guilelessness, which though in the world keeps itself unspotted from the world; but it is a great thing and a blessed thing for us, as regards ourselves, because it comes right home to us, and as we muse upon this victory of faith, crowned as it is with final and irreversible success when a good man dies, we are drawn onward and upward by the kindly light of so radiant an example, which has passed from us, to follow on along the straight and narrow path which it still illumines; we are encouraged, since this miracle of grace has repeated itself among us, now in these degenerate days as a present reality, we are encouraged to hope that we may be helped, and through divine assistance may help ourselves to overcome the world at last, and rest [14/15] upon God's holy hill, even though it be as the last and least of the redeemed who are permitted to enter into the joy of their Lord.
The suggestion was only heard to be instantly rejected; and he went on with a conscience void of offence to fulfill the hard terms of his agreement, that his neighbor might endure no disappointment, even though he and his must suffer hindrance to the extent of severe distress. Such conduct am I told is not politic, or wise it may not be, as judged by men, but such conduct [30/31] I am told by the Holy Ghost qualifies the saint "to dwell in God's tabernacle, and to rest upon His holy hill."
March, Sunday 4. 1888. Beautiful bright a.m. Wind nearly died down. Paul joined us at our 9:30 breakfast and soon afterwards we all went to Dr. Taylor's church. He preached on Temptation from Hebrews 2:18 and 4:15. The service long but rather interesting, the choir of men's voices gave quite a treat. We took a walk before coming back to lunch. Called also on Aunt Molly who is better. Lunch quiet and pleasant. Then a good p.m. in our parlor by ourselves. I rested first, then Will took the lounge and had a good nap while I wrote a few notes. Most glad of notes from Mamma & Anne. We read in the evening, I aloud from Century. 59ce067264