Books by Dale Harris

Books by Dale Harris
A Feast of Epiphanies

Though I Walk, A Novel

Daytime Moons and Other Celestial Anomalies, a book of poems

Second Wind

Second Wind
An album of songs both old and new. Recorded in 2021, a year of major transition for me, these songs explore the many vicissitudes of the spiritual life,. It's about the mountaintop moments and the Holy Saturday sunrises, the doors He opens that no one can close, and those doors He's closed that will never open again. You can click the image above to give it a listen.

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.

soundings

soundings
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"soundings" is a collection of songs I recorded in September/October of 2013. Dealing with themes of hope, ache, trust and spiritual loss, the songs on this album express various facets of my journey with God.

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.

echoes

echoes
Prayers, poems and songs (2005-2009). Click to download
"echoes" is a collection of songs I wrote during my time studying at Briercrest Seminary (2004-2009). It's called "echoes" partly because these songs are "echoes" of times spent with God from my songwriting past, but also because there are musical "echoes" of hymns, songs or poems sprinkled throughout the album. Listen closely and you'll hear them.

Accidentals

This collection of mostly blues/rock/folk inspired songs was recorded in the spring and summer of 2015. I call it "accidentals" because all of the songs on this project were tunes I have had kicking around in my notebooks for many years but had never found a "home" for on previous albums. You can click the image to download the whole album.

Random Reads

Coming Home from Babylon, a song

Here's the first track from my most recent release, a song called "Coming Home From Babylon." It's a song that grew almost entirely out of the opening riff, which I had kicking around for months before I finally sat down and tried to turn it into a song. It's about exile and return, and receiving the joyful welcome of God at the end of a long, hard road.



I rose with the dawn
I sank into the deep
But everywhere I went
You were waiting there for me

And I wandered through the dark
And I reached for the heights
But everywhere I went
I was always in your sight

Now this prodigal 
Is reaching for
The open door 
Of your waiting arms
And I did not know
You were magnetic north
For the compass of 
My longing heart

I'm coming home,
O home from Babylon
I'm taking down the harps
From all the trees they were hanging on
And every road 
Every road I've traveled on
Is pointing home
O home into your arms from Babylon

You are the guide
The first and final step
You are the road
You are the journey's end
My oasis in the desert
O the signs along the way
No matter where I went
You were always there with me

Now this prodigal 
Is reaching for
The open door 
Of your waiting arms
And I did not know
You were magnetic north
For the compass of
My longing heart

I'm coming home,
O home from Babylon
I'm taking down the harps
From all the trees they were hanging on
And every road 
Every road I've traveled on
Is pointing home
O home into your arms from Babylon

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