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Unhung Harps!
     Many today have hung their harps on the willow and are weeping over the sad state of the world and all that has happened in this life. It is time for the children of the living God to take down our harps and sing a song - a new song of joy - to the Lord. He has done great and mighty things for us, and He only asks that we worship Him in spirit and in truth. He is the life that is breathed into each new song. He was in the beginning, and He will always be - and He will continue to give us new songs!

     Unhung Harps is dedicated to the new song. Productions released under this record label are original works, straight from the heart of God and dedicated unto Him.  Handcrafted specialties produced under this label are also original and each one is built with a prayer of blessing.   We have "unhung" our harps!

     If you enjoy listening to original Contemporary Christian Music, Southern Gospel, or Praise and Worship Music, we invite you to visit our Music Page.  If you enjoy our sound, please let us know!  "Set My Spirit Free" offers 10 Contemporary Praise and Worship choruses, 3 songs that add an exciting contemporary flair to Southern Gospel stylings, and a final mini-hymn that sums up the entire purpose behind this Christian music project.

      If you like Handmade Crochet afghans, lapghans, throw, quilts, baby blankets, purses, bags and backpacks, boas and scarves, or anything else that can be crocheted with tender loving care, this is the place to shop.  Needlecraft Specialties, Keepsakes and Souvenirs. Handmade with love and care, and with a prayer for the owner-to-be. Special gifts for special people. 

Psalm 33:1-3

Rejoice in the Lord, O you righteous!
For praise from the upright is beautiful.
Praise the Lord with the harp;
Make melody to Him with an instrument of ten strings.
Sing to Him a new song;
Play skillfully with a shout of joy.

Original Christian Music & Handcrafted Specialties

Psalm 137:1-3

By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion
We hung our harps
Upon the willows in the midst of it.
For there those who carried us away captive asked of us a song,
And those who plundered us requested mirth,
Saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"