Choral Akari Archive

Furusato

2026-03-25T00:00:00Z

Song Information

Folder: Miscellaneous Tunes and Secular Songs, no. 25
Tune used, name: 'Furusato'
Composer: Okano, Teiichi (1878–1941); composed in 1914
Lyricist: Takano, Tatsuyuki (1876–1947); written in 1914

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[Romaji]

1
Usagi oishi ka no yama,
kobuna tsurishi ka no kawa.
Yume wa ima mo megurite,
wasure-gataki furusato.

2
Ikani imasu chichi-haha,
tsutsuganashi ya tomogaki.
Ame ni kaze ni tsuketemo,
omoiizuru furusato.

3
Kokorozashi o hatashite,
itsu no hi ni ka kaeran.
Yama wa aoki furusato,
mizu wa kiyoki furusato.

[Japanese/日本語]

1
兎追いし彼の山、
小鮒釣りし彼の川。
夢は今も巡りて、
忘れ難き故郷。

2
如何にいます父母、
恙無しや友がき。
雨に風につけても、
思ひ出づる故郷。

3
志を果たして、
いつの日にか歸らん。
山は青き故郷、
水は清き故郷。

Anima Christi (Arboleda)

2026-03-25T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Voice and Organ Renditions (Eterna Archive), Songs from the Philippines, no. 1
Tune used, name: 'Anima Christi (Arboleda)'
Composer: Arboleda, Jandi
Lyricist: attributed to John XXII, Pope (c. 1249–1334); anonymous English translation Copyright (tune): © 1986, Jesuit Music Ministry of Jesuit Communications Foundation, Inc.
Source used for representative text: from bukaspalad.com

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Soul of Christ, sanctify me.
Body of Christ, save me.
Water from the side of Christ, wash me.
Passion of Christ, give me strength.
Hear me Jesus, hide me in Thy wounds
that I may never leave Thy side.
From all the evil that surrounds me, defend me.
And when the call of death arrives, bid me come to Thee
that I may praise Thee with Thy saints forever.

The Strife Is O'er, the Battle Done

2026-03-24T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main IV, no. 28
Tune used, name: 'Victory' or 'Palestrina'
Composer: Palestrina, Giovanni Pierluigi da (c. 1525–1594); composed in 1591; adapted by Monk, William Henry (1823–1889) in 1861
Lyricist: from a Latin hymn in the 17th century, 'Finita iam sunt proelia,' from Symphonia Sirenum Selectarum, published in Köln in 1695; translation by Pott, Francis (1832–1909) in 1861
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Intro/Ending:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

1
The strife is o'er, the battle done;
The triumph of the Lord is won;
O Let the song of praise be sung:
Alleluia!

2
The pow'rs of death have done their worst;
And Jesus hath His foes dispersed;
Let shouts of praise and joy outburst:
Alleluia!

3
On that third morn He rose again
In glorious majesty to reign;
O let us swell the joyful strain.
Alleluia!

4
He closed the yawning gates of hell;
The bars from heav'ns high portals fell;
Let songs of joy His triumphs tell.
Alleluia!

5
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
From death's dread sting Thy servants free,
That we may live, and sing to Thee.
Alleluia! [Ending]

The Head That Once Was Crowned with Thorns

2026-03-24T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main I, no. 64
Tune used, name: 'St. Magnus'
Composer: attributed to Clarke, Jeremiah (c. 1674–1707) in 1707
Lyricist: Kelly, Thomas (1769–1855); written in 1820
Source used for representative text: from hymnary.org, Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #295

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1
The head that once was crowned with thorns
is crowned with glory now;
a royal diadem adorns
the mighty Victor's brow.

2
The highest place that heav'n affords
is His, is His by right,
the King of kings and Lord of lords,
and heav'n's eternal Light.

3
The joy of all who dwell above,
the joy of all below,
to whom He manifests His love,
and grants His name to know.

4
To them the cross with all its shame,
with all its grace, is giv'n,
their name, an everlasting name,
their joy, the joy of heav'n.

5
They suffer with their Lord below,
they reign with Him above,
their profit and their joy to know
the myst'ry of His love.

6
The cross He bore is life and health,
tho' shame and death to Him:
His people's hope, His people's wealth,
their everlasting theme.

To Mock Your Reign, O Dearest Lord

2026-03-23T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main I, no. 63
Tune used, name: 'Third Mode Melody'
Composer: Tallis, Thomas (c. 1505–1585); composed in 1561
Lyricist: Green, Fred Pratt (1903–2000); written in 1972
Copyright (text): © 1973, Hope Publishing Company
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1
To mock your reign, O dearest Lord,
they made a crown of thorns;
set you with taunts along that road
from which no one returns.
They did not know, as we do now,
that glorious is your crown;
that thorns would flower upon your brow,
your sorrows heal our own.

2
In mock acclaim, O gracious Lord,
they snatched a purple cloak,
your passion turned, for all they cared,
into a soldier's joke.
They did not know, as we do now,
that though we merit blame
you will your robe of mercy throw
around our naked shame.

3
A sceptered reed, O patient Lord,
they thrust into your hand,
and acted out their grim charade
to its appointed end.
They did not know, as we do now,
though empires rise and fall,
your Kingdom shall not cease to grow
till love embraces all.

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

2026-03-23T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main III, no. 47
Tune used, name: 'Passion Chorale' or 'Herzlich tut mich verlangen'
Composer: Hassler, Hans Leo (1564–1612); composed in 1601; adapted by Bach, Johann Sebastian (1685–1750) in 1729
Lyricist: attributed to Bernard of Clairvaux, Saint (c. 1090–1153), and Arnulf, Aboot of Villers-la-Ville (c. 1200–1250); German translation by Gerhardt, Paul (1607–1676) in 1656; English translation by Alexander, James Waddell (1804–1859) in 1830
Source used for representative text: from hymnary.org, Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #261

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1
O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, Thine only crown.
O sacred Head, what glory,
what bliss till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.

2
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners' gain;
mine, mine was the transgression,
but Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
'Tis I deserve Thy place;
look on me with Thy favor,
vouchsafe to me Thy grace.

3
What language shall I borrow
to thank Thee, dearest Friend,
for this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever!
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
outlive my love for Thee.

Haru ga Kita

2026-03-14T00:00:00Z

Song Information

Folder: Miscellaneous Tunes and Secular Songs, no. 18
Tune used, name: 'Haru ga Kita'
Composer: Okano, Teiichi (1878–1941); composed in 1910
Lyricist: Takano, Tatsuyuki (1876–1947); written in 1910

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[Romaji]

1
Haru ga kita, haru ga kita.
Doko ni kita?
Yama ni kita, sato ni kita,
No ni mo kita.

2
Hana ga saku, hana ga saku.
Doko ni saku?
Yama ni saku, sato ni saku,
No ni mo saku.

3
Tori ga naku, tori ga naku.
Doko de naku?
Yama de naku, sato de naku,
No de mo naku.

[Japanese/日本語]

1
春が来た、春が来た。
どこに来た？
山に来た、里に来た、
野にも来た。

2
花が咲く、花が咲く。
どこに咲く？
山に咲く、里に咲く、
野にも咲く。

3
鳥が鳴く、鳥が鳴く。
どこで鳴く？
山で鳴く、里で鳴く、
野でも鳴く。

God Bless Our Native Land, May Heaven's Protecting Hand

2026-03-14T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main I, no. 58
Tune used, name: 'America (Thesaurus Musicus)'
Composer: anonymous; from Thesaurus Musicus, published in 1744, and from Harmonia Anglicana, published in 1742
Lyricist: Hickson, William Edward (1803–1870)
Source used for representative text: from hymnary.org, Christ in Song: for all religious services nearly one thousand best gospel hymns, new and old with responsive scripture readings (Rev. and Enl.) #818

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God bless our native land!
May Heaven's protecting hand
Still guard our shore.
May peace her pow'r extend,
Foe be transformed to friend,
And all our rights depend
On war no more.

2
May just and righteous laws
Uphold the public cause,
And bless our name;
Home of the brave and free,
Stronghold of Liberty,
We pray that still on thee
May rest no stain.

3
And not this land alone,
But be thy mercies known
From shore to shore;
O that all men would see
That they should brothers be,
And form one family,
The wide world o'er!

Battle Hymn of the Republic

2026-03-14T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main IV, no. 22
Tune used, name: 'Battle Hymn of the Republic'
Composer: from an American camp meeting tune in the 19th century, attributed to Steffe, William (1830–1890)
Lyricist: Howe, Julia Ward (1819–1910); written in 1862
Source used for representative text: from hymnary.org, Our Great Redeemer's Praise #283

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1
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.

Refrain:
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

2
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read the righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on. [Refrain]

3
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of all before His judgment seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on. [Refrain]

4
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
As He died to make us holy, let us die that all be free,
while God is marching on. [Refrain]

Nearer, My God, to Thee

2026-03-13T00:00:00Z

Hymn Information

Folder: Main III, no. 54
Tune used, name: 'Bethany (Mason)'
Composer: Mason, Lowell (1792–1872); composed in 1856
Lyricist: Adams, Sarah Flower (1805–1848); written in 1840
Source used for representative text: from hymnary.org, Our Great Redeemer's Praise #345

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1
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me,
still all my song shall be:
nearer, my God, to Thee;
nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

2
Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,
darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
yet in my dreams I'd be
nearer, my God, to Thee;
nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

3
There let the way appear, steps unto heav'n;
all that Thou sendest me, in mercy giv'n;
angels to beckon me
nearer, my God, to Thee;
nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

4
Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise,
out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise;
so by my woes to be
nearer, my God, to Thee;
nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

5 (not sung here)
Or if on joyful wing cleaving the sky,
sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly,
still all my song shall be:
nearer, my God, to Thee;
nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!