Compositional Boost

I love music.  I love it so much that I've been trying to compose for many years. 

 I dabble only.

  

I'm not smart enough to really know what I'm putting down on the page, but if it sounds nice, I keep it.  It's generally a slow process, and somewhere along the way I usually realize that my compositions are worthless, because there is already plenty of awesome music in the world.  That's usually when I quit working on whatever I'm working on, and no one ever knows about it but me.

This past Christmastide, I wrote an SATB arrangement of a German lullaby for my baby niece. It was trashy in many ways, and totally Skinnerian, containing various excerpts from "the literature". It's badass, and thankfully, she won't judge me about its quality, or lack thereof.  

The other day on the way home from dropping my sweet love Hannah off at Gordon, I began humming one of my favorite hymn tunes- Rustington, and began to think that it would be sweet to write a tune of equal beauty.  Certainly, I don't think I've come close.  But I did write a tune nonetheless, which I think is somewhat delightful.  

I'm rather more proud that I came across a charming Easter text to go along with it.  

I sometimes pray that God would let me start and finish a piece that sounds good at least once in my life. I hope this isn't that one, but if it is, I think I can live with it.  

Maybe people will sing it back to God someday.

And so, for the second time in the history of all mankind, 

ye others may behold my compositional boost: