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Short Name: Ken Medema
Full Name: Medema, Ken, 1943-
Birth Year: 1943

Ken Medema (b. Grand Rapids, Michigan, 1943) is a song writer, composer, recording artist, and story-teller through music. Blind from birth, Ken began playing the piano at age five and studied classical music by reading Braille. He graduated from Grand Rapids Christian High School and studied music therapy at Michigan State University in Lansing, Michigan. As a music therapist in both Indiana and New Jersey, he began writing songs for hurting teenagers, an experience that helped to launch a career of writing songs on Christian life that has taken him to venues large and small all over North America and beyond. He responds to what he hears and sees in his heart at particular events, often improvising songs on the spot, offering compassion, honesty and desire for integrity in both worship and life. In 1985 he began Brier Patch Music, which continues to publish his music and recordings, including 26 CDs.

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Wikipedia Biography

Kenneth Peter Medema (born December 7, 1943) is an American musician and singer-songwriter who has been performing in the United States, Canada, and Europe for more than forty years. Some of his best known songs began as live improvisations. Medema was born almost blind; his eyes only let him tell light from shadow and see outlines of major objects. He began playing the piano when he was five years old, and three years later began taking lessons in classical music through braille music, playing by ear and improvising in different styles.

Texts by Ken Medema (22)sort descendingAsAuthority LanguagesInstances
All my life I've sung a jealous songKen Medema (Author)3
Come, let us reason together, That's what God saysKen Medema (Author)9
Every day is a victoryKen Medema (Author)English2
Fools don't get itKen Medema (Author)3
Giving to you gratefullyKen Medema (Author (sts.))2
God, I am beaten, battered and bruisedKen Medema (Author)2
God, we give to you our offeringsKen Medema (Author)2
Good morning, God, the night is goneKen Medema (Author)English2
I am the vine, you are the branches, Those who remain in meKen Medema (Author)2
I saw a tree by the riversideKen Medema (Author)2
In these moments we rememberKen Medema (Author)English2
In unity we lift our songKen Medema (Author)English5
Is there one who feels unworthy?Ken Medema, 1943- (Author)English2
Let truth and mercy find here Ken Medema (Author)2
Let us see the tongues of fireKen Medema (Author)2
Out of need and out of customKen Medema (Author)English7
Out of the babble that surrounds usKen Medema, b. 1943 (Author)4
Someone is waiting right outside your doorK. M. (Author)English2
Lord, listen to your children prayingKen Medema (Author)English32
Teach me to stop and listenKen Medema (Author)English2
Use these gifts to lift the lowlyKen Medema (Author)2
We pray for peace, for peace among the nationsKen Medema, b. 1943 (Author)2

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