Yep. Tunes help.
Let’s see… bits and pieces of the Bible via Handel’s The Messiah (freely punctuated and partially recalled off the top of my head):
All we like sheep have gone astray. We have turned every one to his own way. And the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.
He shall feed his flock like a shepherd. And he shall gather the lambs with his arm… Come unto him all ye that labour. Come unto him all that are heavy laden and he shall give you rest.
How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things.
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain. And hath redeemed us to God…
Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up ye everlasting doors and the King of glory shall come in. Who is the King of glory? The Lord of Hosts. The Lord strong and mighty in battle.
There were shepherds abiding in the fields, keeping watch over their flocks by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them and the glory of the Lord shone round about them. And they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, “Fear not. For behold I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a saviour which is Christ the Lord.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying: “Glory to God, in the highest. And peace on earth. Goodwill towards men.” (most excellent music here!)
Rejoice, greatly. Rejoice o daughters of Zion. And shout (or something…) He is the righteous savior and he shall speak peace unto the heathens.
Amen. (over and over and over)
Hallelujah. For the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. The kingdom of this world is become the kingdom of the Lord and of his Christ. And he shall reign forever and ever. King of kings and Lord of Lords.
But who may abide the day of his coming? And who shall stand when he appeareth? For he is like a refiner’s fire.
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given. And the government shall be upon his shoulders. And his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, the mighty God, the everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
I know that my Redeemer liveth and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth. And though worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God. For now is Christ risen from the dead, the first fruits of them that sleep.
Since by man came death, by man came also the ressurection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.
Behold, I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep but we shall all be changed in a moment in the twinking of an eye at the last trumpet. The trumpet shall sound and the dead shall be raised incorruptible. And we shall be changed.
I’m sure I could come up with most of the work with a bit of time and help from other Handel lovers. BTW, I never really realized how much repetition there is in this music until I had to write them out!
p.s. I could also probably remember most of the Latin Mass if anyone on this castaway planet wanted it…