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Christmas Concert—Selected Artists

On Stage

Joy to the World, cello arrangement by Dale Bradley
O Holy Night, cello arrangement by Dale Bradley
Silent Night, cello arrangement by Dale Bradley
What Child Is This? by Belinda Jane
Flesh of My Flesh, written by Della (performed by Tamera Sherwood) from the album Origins
One Holy Night, by Jan Cline

Artists

celloDale Bradley, a Springfield native, is a graduate of the University of Oregon School of Music and a long-time member of the Eugene Symphony Orchestra and the Oregon Mozart Players. He teaches cello, bass and guitar and enjoys playing at various churches in the Eugene-Springfield area. Dale has recorded extensively, and will appear on an upcoming Shawn McDonald CD. His own recordings include (in addition to “The Christmas Cello”) “Solo” and “Songs of Hope and Healing.” The latter is a free offering that extends comfort for those who have experienced loss in their lives.
Dale is newly married and resides in Eugene with his wife, Shawna, and their combined family of seven children and a myriad of pets, all of whom love music (especially Eggs, the singing dog). Order CDs at www.dalesong.com.

belindaBelinda Jane and Belinda Jane Ministries are currently based in Savannah, GA, where Belinda Jane resides with her husband and three of her four children. Belinda Jane utilizes the media of both music and speech to bring the light of the gospel to the stage. Family, though, comes first to this music sage. From the early beginnings, she brought an “edge” to her contemporary genre. “The music I write is multi-faceted, musically eclectic but with transcending vocals.” states Belinda Jane. Multi-faceted being the integral Word in her ministry, which enables her to reach a wide range of ages in every audience. Learn more about Belinda at www.belindajanemusic.com and www.belindajaneministries.com/home.html

della1Della, Cincinnati pianist and composer, brings her skill to a soul level, touching diverse audiences in “places where words cannot.” Delivered with elegance and grace, her music reaches deeply within to still and soothe, to uplift and enliven, and ultimately inspire the human spirit. Learn more at www.dellamusic.com/index.php?id=9.

Jan Cline has been been singing and performing all her life. Her daughter asked her to record a lullaby CD for the grandchildren to listen to at bedtime and “Baby Notes” was born. Learn more about Jan at www.jancline.net.

Lyrics

Flesh of My Flesh
©Della

Verse 1
Flesh of Your flesh, bone of Your bone.
Sent from on High, sent from Your home
Your One, Your Own.
Sent to a girl, afraid and alone
To be flesh of Your flesh, bone of Your bone.
Your One, Your Own
Your Son, her own.
Our God chose such a birth.

Chorus
To fill the eyes of the earth
With the hope of new birth.
And in each heart to place
The work of His grace.
This offering of love
Was poured from above;
To fill the arms of His mother
With a love like none other;
And the heart of His father with an unending joy.
This one baby boy,
The Joy of the World!

Verse 2
Flesh of your flesh, bone of your bone.
Gift from on high, Sent from your home
To be your own.
Sent from a girl, afraid and alone,
Flesh of her flesh, bone of her bone.
Her one, your own.
Love found her home.
Our God chose such a birth.

Chorus 2
To fill the eyes of her earth
With a gem beyond worth,
And in each heart to place
The work of new grace.
This offering of love
Was poured from above;
To fill their hearts ever after
With the peals of her laughter,
And the arms of her mother
With a love like none other,
And the heart of her father with an unending joy.
This one baby girl, the joy of their world!

One Holy Night
©Jan Cline

One holy night a child was born
The son of God and He came to give us life
A star grew bright, the wise men came
And all of earth would never be the same

Precious and Holy Jesus the One who was fortold
Wonderful Savior, Prince of Peace, lover of my soul

One holy night heaven came down
To light the way, He came to bring us joy
The angels sang, wonders proclaimed
And all of earth would never be the same