Homeward Bound | Marta Keen | Cover By Hannah Elizabeth (15 years old)
Details
| Title | Homeward Bound | Marta Keen | Cover By Hannah Elizabeth (15 years old) |
| Author | hannah elizabeth |
| Duration | 2:58 |
| File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
| Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=DlwpUHo9omI |
Description
#homewardbound #hymn #martakeen
Either in person or in thought---home is always near. The words of this hymn have always been a favorite of Hannah's.
Audio Credits:
"Homeward Bound" Hymn by Marta Keen, performed by Hannah Elizabeth
Arranged, mixed and recorded by Scott Shattuck Media
https://www.facebook.com/scottshattuc...
Video Credits:
Josh Sales Films
https://www.joshsalesfilms.com/
ABOUT HANNAH:
Hannah is 15 years old and a sophomore in high school who absolutely loves to sing! She is a member of Rise Up Children's Choir directed by Scott and Ryceejo Shattuck. She trains vocally with Dean Kaelin of Dean Kaelin Studios in Salt Lake City, Utah and Haley Wawro at Hale Vocal Studios as well as musical theater with UTAH COPA. She also enjoys dancing, baking and musical theater and has been seen in HCTO Youth Productions and various other CYT COPA productions.
You can connect with Hannah here:
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjBy...
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/hannah.eliz...
Lyrics:
In the quiet misty morning
When the moon has gone to bed
When the sparrows stop their singing
And the sky is clear and red
When the summer’s ceased its gleaming
When the corn is past its prime
When adventure’s lost its meaning
I’ll be homeward bound in time
Bind me not to the pasture;
Chain me not to the plow
Set me free to find my calling
And I’ll return to you somehow
If you find it’s me you’re missing
If you’re hoping I’ll return
To your thoughts I’ll soon be listening
In the road I’ll stop and turn
Then the wind will set me racing
As my journey nears its end
And the path I’ll be retracing
When I’m homeward bound again
Bind me not to the pasture;
Chain me not to the plow
Set me free to find my calling
And I’ll return to you somehow
Bind me not to the pasture;
Chain me not to the plow
Set me free to find my calling
And I’ll return to you somehow
In the quiet misty morning
When the moon has gone to bed
When the sparrows stop their singing
I’ll be homeward bound again
