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In part because of his young daughter, Cale took a long break from recording and performing. He made a comeback in 1989 with the Brian Eno-produced studio album Words for the Dying.[11] The album consists mainly of oral work, read or sung by Cale. It was written in 1982 as a response to the Anglo-Argentinian Falklands War, using poems written by fellow Welshman Dylan Thomas. There are also two orchestral interludes, two other solo piano pieces "Songs Without Words", and finally a song by Cale, "The Soul of Carmen Miranda".

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1. Alleluia! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, His the throne. Alleluia! His the triumph, His the victory alone. Hark! the songs of peaceful Zion thunder like a mighty flood. Jesus out of every nation has redeemed us by His blood.

4. Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed o'er the grave, And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save. His glories now we sing, Who died, and rose on high, Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.

5. Musing on my habitation, Musing on my heav'nly home, Fills my soul with holy longings: Come, my Jesus, quickly come; Vanity is all I see; Lord, I long to be with Thee! Lord, I long to be with Thee!

3. Faith's journeys end in welcome to the weary, And Heav'n, the heart's true home will come at last. Angels, sing on, your faithful watches keeping, Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.

2. Christ, by highest Heav'n adored; Christ the everlasting Lord; Late in time, behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail th'incarnate Deity, Pleased with us in flesh to dwell, Jesus our Emmanuel. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King!"

4. Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home; Rise, the woman's conqu'ring Seed, Bruise in us the serpent's head. Now display Thy saving power, Ruined nature now restore; Now in mystic union join Thine to ours, and ours to Thine. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King!"

2. Still through the cloven skies they come With peaceful wings unfurled, And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world; Above its sad and lowly plains, They bend on hov'ring wing, And ever over its Babel sounds The blessd angels sing.

4. Mortals, join the happy chorus, which the morning stars began; Father love is reigning o'er us, brother love binds man to man. Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife, Joyful music leads us Sunward in the triumph song of life.

Lord God, Thy praise we sing; Lord God, our thanks we bring;

Father in eternity, All the world worships Thee.

Angels all and heav'nly host Of Thy glory loudly boast;

Both Cherubim and Seraphim Sing ever with loud voice this hymn:

Holy art Thou, our God! Holy art Thou, our God!

Holy art Thou, our God, the Lord of Sabaoth!

Thy majesty and godly might Fill the earth and all the realms of light.

The twelve apostles join in song With the dear prophets' goodly throng

The martyrs' noble army raise Their voice to Thee in hymns of praise.

The universal Church doth Thee Throughout the world confess to be

Thee, Father, on Thy highest throne, Thy worthy, true, and well belov'd Son,

The Comforter, ev'n the Holy Ghost, Whereof she makes her constant boast.

Thee King of all glory, Christ, we own, Th'eternal Father's eternal Son.

To save mankind Thou hast not, Lord, The Virgin Mary's womb abhorred;

Thou over camest death's sharp sting, Believers unto heav'n to bring;

At God's right hand Thou sittest, clad In th'glory with the Father had;

Thou shalt in glory come again, To judge both dead and living men.

Thy servants help whom Thou, O God, Hast ransomed with that precious blood;

Grant that we share the heav'nly rest With the happy saints eternally blest.

Help us, O Lord, from age to age, And bless Thy chosen heritage.

Nourish and keep them by Thy pow'r, And lift them up for evermore.

Lord God, we praise Thee day by day, And sanctify Thy Name always.

Keep us this day, and at all times, From secret sins and open crimes;

For mercy only, Lord, we plead; Be merciful to our great need.

Show us Thy mercy, Lord, as we Our steadfast trust repose in Thee.

In Thee, Lord, have we put our trust; O never let our hope be lost! Amen. Amen.

4. Lo, that day shall come with glory, When Christ comes with trumpet sound; Then the saints will cease their groaning, Never more by death's chains bound. Let us all bow down before Him, Sing, O sing th'eternal song; Work in hope until we meet Him, And we join the heav'nly throng.

3. Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation; O sing, all ye citizens of heav'n above! Glory to God, glory in the highest; O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.

9. Why should the wicked move you? Heed not their craft and spite! Your Savior who doth love you, Will scatter all their might. He comes, a King most glorious, and all His earthly foes In vain His course victorious Endeavor to oppose.

2. Who is this that comes in glory, with the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory. He Who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan, He by death has spoiled His foes.

3. While He lifts His hands in blessing, He is parted from His friends While their eager eyes behold Him, He upon the cloud ascends; He Who walked with God and pleased Him, preaching truth and doom to come, He, our Enoch, is translated to His everlasting home.

4. Our Father, rich in blessing, Will give us crowns of gold And, to His bosom pressing, Impart a bliss untold, Will welcome with embraces Of never ending love, And deck us with His graces In blissful realms above.

2. Zion hears the watchmen singing, And all her heart with joy is springing; She wakes, she rises from her gloom; For her Lord comes down all glorious, The strong in grace, in truth victorious. Her Star is ris'n, her Light is come. Ah come, Thou blessed One, God's own beloved Son: Alleluia! We follow till the halls we see Where Thou hast bid us sup with Thee

1. Yet before we see Your plans, Lord; While the path is still unknown Bless us Lord to shout Your praises, May Your work through us be shown. Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

2. Marching round the walls of Jer'cho Went Your trumpeted parade. Celebrating Your great triumph E'en before it was displayed. Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

3. With four armies bearing on them King Jehoshaphat would send First the band to sing your praises, Thus Your glory to extend. Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

4. On that night before He died The Lord to You would raise a hymn He would sing Your praise and mercy E'en before the battle grim. Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

5. And we lowly helpless few harassed and fettered by our sin More than conquerors in Christ for He did our salvation win. Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

6. All around us Lord we see a World that spins and spirals down. While our hindered human eyes can't See You turning us around. Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

7. In our lives and times so broken By our sin and willful pride Or just with uncertainty, Your Plans You often seem to hide, Give us faith to trust Your mercy, Make us confident to be Called and holy as Your Church who Shout and sing Your victory.

Truth to tell, it emulated rather the gods than the graces, though all of us had literary leanings of one sort and another, especially late at night; and Sam Bowles would come over from Springfield and Murat Halstead from Cincinnati to join us. Howells, always something of a prig, living in Boston, held himself at too high account; but often we had Joseph Jefferson, then in the heyday of his career, with once in a while Edwin Booth, who could not quite trust himself to go our gait. The fine fellows we caught from oversea were innumerable, from the elder Sothern and Sala and Yates to Lord Dufferin and Lord Houghton. Times went very well those days, and whilst some lookedon askance, notably Curtis and, rather oddly,Stedman, and thought we were wasting time andconvivializing more than was good for us, we weremostly young and hearty, ranging from thirty to five and forty years of age, with amazing capabilitiesboth for work and play, and I cannot recall that any hurt to any of us came of it.

I had no thought of remaining in Cincinnati. My objective was Nashville, where the young woman who was to become my wife, and whom I had not seen for nearly two years, was living with her family. During the summer Mr. Francisco, the business manager of the Evening Times, had a scheme to buy the Toledo Commercial, inconjunction with Mr. Comly, of Columbus, and toengage me as editor conjointly with Mr. HarrisonGray Otis as publisher. It looked very good. Toledo threatened Cleveland and Detroit as a lake port. But nothing could divert me. As soon as Parson Brownlow, who was governor of Tennessee and making things lively for the returning rebels, would allow, I was going to Nashville. ff782bc1db