Promo Song/New Release: Nearer My God to Thee
Artist: Jake White
Style: Instrumental

Marta Johns Website

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Song Title:	"Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing"
Musical Style:	Sacred
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Song Title:	"Read Me a Memory"
Musical Style:	Ballad
Download Clip (.mp3):	Download (160 kB)

About Marta
Marta Johns has been a private voice instructor for seventeen years. She served on Utah State University's adjunct voice faculty for six years. She received her education in vocal performance and pedagogy from Montana State University, Brigham Young University and Utah State University. She has studied voice with Dr. Cynthia Dewey, Joann Ottley, Bonnie Slade, and Robert Downs, among others. She was a Utah first-place National Association of Teachers of Singing (NATS) winner in 1981 and 1989. Marta was named the National Winner of the American Mothers, Inc. vocal competition for the year 2001.

Song List
1- Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
2- My Shepherd Will Supply My Need
3- All Things Bright and Beautiful
4- Abide With Me
5- I Stand All Amazed
6- Read Me a Memory
7- Laudate Dominum
8- The Willow
9- Sing Praise to Him
10- He Carries Me
11- May the Road Rise to Meet You

Lyrics for "Read Me a Memory"
(commissioned by Logan City School District Foundation)

Read me a memory, tell me a tale.
Speak of wondrous adventures;
Together we'll sail off to
Forests enchanted and lands far away.
Fairies and kings and magical rings;
My heart has wings
When I sit at your knee
And you read to me.

Years turn like pages;
Soon I'll be grown.
Maybe someday I'll read to
A child of my own.
Though I may not remember
The stories we shared,
I always knew through
Time spent with you
That you loved me too;
For I sat at your knee
And you read to me.

Childhood, like summer days,
Dews on the grass;
Soon will be yesterdays.
Don't let it pass 'till you

Read me a memory, tell me a tale.
Speak of wondrous adventures;
Together we'll sail off to
Forests enchanted and lands far away.
Fairies and kings and magical rings;
My heart has wings
When I sit at your knee
And you read to me.