HALLELUJAH, A SOULFUL CELEBRATION

Click on (or copy & paste) the link below for a wonderful rendition of the Hallelujah Chorus done a slightly different way.  I first heard and sang this version of Handel's great work 10 years ago and can hardly sing it any other way anymore!  Enjoy, and Merry Christmas!  :->

https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=youtube+hallelujah+a+soulful+celebration&qs=n&sp=-1&ghc=1&lq=0&pq=youtube+hallelujah+a+soulful+celebration&sc=9-40&sk=&cvid=F3A915EAA1E8489FA5F4DA6089B49803&ghsh=0&ghacc=0&ghpl=&ru=%2fsearch%3fq%3dyoutube%2bhallelujah%2ba%2bsoulful%2bcelebration%26qs%3dn%26form%3dQBRE%26sp%3d-1%26ghc%3d1%26lq%3d0%26pq%3dyoutube%2bhallelujah%2ba%2bsoulful%2bcelebration%26sc%3d9-40%26sk%3d%26cvid%3dF3A915EAA1E8489FA5F4DA6089B49803%26ghsh%3d0%26ghacc%3d0%26ghpl%3d&view=detail&mmscn=vwrc&mid=F3472F58B398D8675E25F3472F58B398D8675E25&FORM=WRVORC 

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  1. Rajani RehanaDecember 26, 2023 at 4:51 AM

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  3. Barbara RogersDecember 28, 2023 at 2:55 PM

    Great video of a wonderful program...yes, that chorus will never be the same for me again. Thanks for sharing! I'm not a bot, like the guy's two comments before me.

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