Okay, Linda, here’s the hymn you asked for–I Know Whom I Have Believed, sung by Marshall Hall. Complete with saxophone solo.
Somehow this made me remember the most embarrassing moment in my whole life, which occurred during a service at our Dutch Reformed Church.
I can’t remember exactly why, but something convinced me that this particular service was intended to be in dramatic contrast to our usually staid and orderly procedure–that today we were supposed to have the congregation get enthusiastically involved in the business. So the minister read a verse, and I stood up and shouted “Hallelujah!”
And every single eye in the congregation zeroed in on me–which is practically the last thing on earth that any 17-year-old ever wants to happen.
I hope I don’t dream about it tonight.