Bishop: Home Sweet Home - Patricia Hammond and Matt Redman

[@paulharvey2396]

God bless you and Matt for chasing away the darkness from the world and bringing sunshine into my heart amen

[@nikolazekic549]

Divine voice! Simply divine!

[@Ampico]

Charming rendition, as always thank you both for sharing your talents.

[@CreekLocks]

beautiful heartwarming rendition...

[@johnroberts262]

What a beautiful 3:26 minutes listening to you and Matt present this song. Excellent.

[@davidrichards9654]

That was beautiful, I nearly cried.

[@lavoxii]

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there Which seek thro' the world, is ne'er met elsewhere Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home There's no place like home! An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain Oh give me my lowly thatched cottage again The birds singing gaily that came at my call And gave me the peace of mind dearer than all Home, home, sweet, sweet home There's no place like home, there's no place like home!

[@williamstephens9945]

Nice to hear the original version

[@mikekelly4222]

Very good.

[@johnmcmicking395]

Happy St. Andrew's Day !!

[@estersababalat6877]

Amen🙏🙏

[@nikolazekic549]

Can you record "In the gloaming"?

[@patriciahammondsongs]

I have done! Studio version: kzbin.info/www/bejne/en7Ni4VqmrCLotk Live: kzbin.info/www/bejne/oWjIgIqvg62mkM0 And a story about its composition: kzbin.info/www/bejne/aV7bf5eKq7mIrKs

[@nikolazekic549]

@@patriciahammondsongs Thank you so much! Your voice is truly divine, and you do these songs justice, performing them in a proper manner without modern ornamentations. Here is yet another recommendation, if you haven't done it already. I do not know who wrote or composed this song, but as far as I know, only J. W. Myers and one other singer ever recorded it. There's a Light in the Window. Copyright, 1885, by T. B. Harms & Co. There's an old fashioned homestead that stands by the sea, And a fond, loving mother, full three-score And three, Whose sad, tearful eyes wander far o'er the lea, As her lips part to murmur: “come back, lad, to me!” Each night to the window in silence she strays, Where she places a lamp, And its flickering rays Are intended for him who may never return. But brightly the light in the window shall burn! There's a light in the window, burns brightly for thee, My brave sailor laddie, so long gone from me; Your absence and silence makes mother's heart yearn, So brightly the light in the window shall burn! Oh, the story is simple, oft told in a day, It was only a sailor who sailed far away, And parted from mother, whose heart beat with care, And a loving voice praying for winds to be fair; Alas', the long years came and went as a dream, Some story of wreckage came from the Gulf stream, So, nightly the light from the window it gleams, Intended for him who lives only in dreams. There's a light in the window, burns brightly for thee, My brave sailor laddie, so long gone from me; Your absence and silence makes mother's heart yearn, So brightly the light in the window shall burn! The light in the window, in calm or in storm, Was never extinguished, till bright early morn; A neighbor, who chanc'd by the window to stray, Discovered the light burning brightly one day; A tap at the door, still no answer there came, He stepped to the window and peeped thro' the pane: The matron was dead, tho' the light brightly shone, They still keep it burning for one far from home. There's a light in the window, burns brightly for thee, My brave sailor laddie, so long gone from me; Your absence and silence makes mother's heart yearn, So brightly the light in the window shall burn! kzbin.info/www/bejne/rWXLnaV6j7psapo