Books by Dale Harris

Books by Dale Harris
The Lives of the Saints and Other Poems

A Feast of Epiphanies

Though I Walk, A Novel

Daytime Moons and Other Celestial Anomalies, a book of poems

A Theory of Everything (Vol 1)

A Theory of Everything (Vol 2)

The Song Became a Child

The Song Became a Child
A collection of Christmas songs I wrote and recorded during the early days of the pandemic lockdown in the spring of 2020. Click the image to listen.

There's a Trick of the Light I'm Learning to Do

This is a collection of songs I wrote and recorded in January - March, 2020 while on sabbatical from ministry. They each deal with a different aspect or expression of the Gospel. Click on the image above to listen.

Three Hands Clapping

This is my latest recording project (released May 27, 2019). It is a double album of 22 songs, which very roughly track the story of my life... a sort of musical autobiography, so to speak. Click the album image to listen.

Ghost Notes

Ghost Notes
A collections of original songs I wrote in 2015, and recorded with the FreeWay Musical Collective. Click the album image to listen.

inversions

Recorded in 2014, these songs are sort of a chronicle of my journey through a pastoral burn-out last winter. They deal with themes of mental-health, spiritual burn-out and depression, but also with the inexorable presence of God in the midst of darkness. Click the album art to download.

bridges

bridges
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"Bridges" is a collection of original songs I wrote in the summer of 2011, during a soul-searching trip I took out to Alberta; a sort of long twilight in the dark night of the soul. I share it here in hopes these musical reflections on my own spiritual journey might be an encouragement to others: the sun does rise, blood-red but beautiful.

Random Reads

Musical Mondays (III)

This is a song I wrote last year about my daughter; it was inspired by the Hey! Rosetta song "Welcome."  Kind of self explanatory, I hope, though the imagery comes (in part) from Psalm 127:3-5.   The "All I worhip" bridge, incidentally, is a song my daughter wrote when she was three, I came home from work and she was all excited to sing the song she'd written; thought it was fitting. 





Sunday's Child

Fly true, little arrow,
right through the city gates
Fly free, little arrow,
everywhere you go
He will speed you home

Sunday's child, bonny and blithe
The days are wild, but you're full of life
With mommy's eyes, you're daddy's risk-taker
Chasing down a dare
With spark and spunk you're daddy's peace-maker
Shining everywhere

Fly true, little arrow,
right through the city gates
Fly free, little arrow,
everywhere you go
He will speed you home

Sunday's child, fair of face
Far to go, and full of grace
With mommy's heart, you're daddy's dream-catcher
And you'll grow strong with wisdom and  stature
Precious in his sight

Fly true, little arrow,
right through the city gates
Fly free, little arrow,
everywhere you go
He will speed you home

"All I worship  is God on high / All I worship is God on high"


Fly true, little arrow,
right through the city gates
Fly free, little arrow,
everywhere you go
He will speed you home

Fly true, little arrow,
right through the city gates
Fly free, little arrow,
everywhere you go
He'll be there you know
Like an arrow
He will speed you home

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