by | July 6, 2012 · 11:26 pm

Ludwig lives!

If this doesn’t bring a tear to your eye, send shivers up your spine, and make your spirit soar, then you need to check your pulse and make sure you’re not dead. Be sure to watch all the way to the end.

 

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5 responses to “Ludwig lives!”

  1. chrissythehyphenated's avatar chrissythehyphenated
    July 7, 2012 at 7:35 am

    Ohhhhhhhhhhh … I needed that! :o))))))))))))))))))))))))))

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  2. chrissythehyphenated's avatar chrissythehyphenated
    July 7, 2012 at 7:36 am

    This is a wonderful flashmob … but it’s an outstanding film of a flashmob. The camera work, editing, really well done. I esp liked the audience shots. And the little girl in red who shinnied up a light pole to help conduct reminded me SO much of my middle daughter. It’s exactly what she would’ve done LOL.

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  3. itooktheredpill's avatar itooktheredpill
    July 7, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    Wonderful and uplifting! Thanks for sharing that!

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  4. itooktheredpill's avatar itooktheredpill
    July 7, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    “Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee” is a poem written by Henry van Dyke in 1907 with the intention of musically setting it to the famous “Ode to Joy” melody of the final movement of Ludwig van Beethoven‘s final symphony, Symphony No. 9.[1]

    Van Dyke wrote this poem while in Williams College, Massachusetts while staying at the home of Harry Augustus Garfield. It was first published in 1911 by The Presbyterian Hymnal.[2] Van Dyke wrote of this hymn:

    These verses are simple expressions of common Christian feelings and desires in this present time—hymns of today that may be sung together by people who know the thought of the age, and are not afraid that any truth of science will destroy religion, or any revolution on earth overthrow the kingdom of heaven. Therefore this is a hymn of trust and joy and hope.

    The original lyrics as Van Dyke wrote them:

    Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee,
    God of glory, God of love;
    Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee,
    Opening to their sun above.
    Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
    Drive the dark of doubt away;
    Giver of immortal gladness,
    Fill us with the light of day!

    All Thy works with joy surround Thee,
    Earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
    Stars and angels sing around Thee,
    Center of unbroken praise:
    Field and forest, vale and mountain,
    Flowering meadow, flashing sea,
    Chanting bird and flowing fountain,
    Call us to rejoice in Thee.

    Thou art giving and forgiving,
    Ever blessing, ever blest,
    Well-spring of the joy of living,
    Ocean-depth of happy rest!
    Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, —
    All who live in love are Thine:
    Teach us how to love each other,
    Lift us to the Joy Divine.

    Mortals join the mighty 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 lifts us sunward
    In the triumph song of life.

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