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 1)

A Theory of Everything (Vol 2)

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

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

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

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
Click to download.
"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

The Eye of a Perfect Storm, a song


Clouds are forming in the distance
Shadows on the rise
Wind is driving with a vengeance
Darkening the skies
Can’t escape or run for cover
There’s nowhere to hide
Hold my breath until its over
Covering my eyes

Burning in the fire
Deafening the thunder
Shattering the summit
Of the holy mountain top
Quickening desire
Whispering in wonder
Crushing all the silence
Till the chaos stops

World turning, world burning
Spinning in the dark
World hurting, world yearning
World falls apart
Hearts are breaking, spirit’s aching
Calling out for you
Rocks are shaking, earth is quaking
World torn in two

Burning in the fire
Deafening the thunder
Shattering the summit
Of the holy mountain top
Quickening desire
Whispering in wonder
Crushing all the silence
Till the chaos stops

And I, I saw you there
Standing in the eye,
In the eye of a perfect storm
I found you swirling serene and
Shining in the night

And rising from the dead and
Glimmering with light
You were there
At the centre of the surging calm
In the eye of a perfect storm

Clouds are forming in the distance
Shadows on the rise
Wind is driving with a vengeance
Darkening the skies
Can’t escape or run for cover
There’s nowhere to hide
Hold my breath until its over
Covering my eyes

Burning in the fire
Deafening the thunder
Shattering the summit
Of the holy mountain top
Quickening desire
Whispering in wonder
Crushing all the silence
Till the chaos stops

And I, I saw you there
Standing in the eye,
In the eye of a perfect storm
I found you swirling serene and
Shining in the night
And rising from the dead and
Glimmering with light
You were there
At the centre of the surging calm
In the eye of a perfect storm

 

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