‘I Need Thee Every Hour’

I can’t hear this hymn without remembering my mother singing it as she did her housework: I Need Thee Every Hour. This rendition is by Fernando Ortega.

I can’t say my parents were holy joes; but there was always a Bible in view (living room, their room, our room), always a picture of Jesus on the wall, and hymns sung or hummed or whistled as part of daily life.

I am glad we lived that way!