Requested by Susan: our president’s son, Barron Trump, sings Imagined.
Please don’t confuse it with that atheist tripe John Lennon and his Far Left Stupid acolytes used to spout. This is a worship song grounded on the Bible.
Requested by Susan: our president’s son, Barron Trump, sings Imagined.
Please don’t confuse it with that atheist tripe John Lennon and his Far Left Stupid acolytes used to spout. This is a worship song grounded on the Bible.
Singing this in Sunday school as a boy, I kept wondering what a “sheave” was.
Here’s Bringing in the Sheaves, all confusion erased, by Shiloh Worship Music. The antique, sepia-tinted video adds to its charm.
Are those the walls of Avila? Makes you wonder what they were so afraid of.
Our mighty fortress is our God. I don’t know who’s singing in this video: but let all Creation sing.
The devil and his idiot servants hate to hear it.
Let’s have a hymn to start the day.
Requested by Erlene: Majesty, by the Gaither Group, Bill & Gloria Gaither.
We’re open to hymn requests all day.
Let’s have a hymn!
Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee–sung here by Hymns of Grace–comes from Beethoven’s 9th Symphony.
I was still eating breakfast when the visiting nurse showed up today, and stayed for almost an hour. So I’m running late.
Anyway, this was the first hymn that came to mind today–In the Name of Jesus (We Have the Victory), an old-fashioned gospel song. Video created by Shiloh Music.
Does this hymn move you? It does the job on me.
The Lord Is My Shepherd (Psalm 23), performed by the Wells Cathedral Choir… with a landscape in south England to help it catch the mood.
Sorry I’m late: more on that later.
For now, we have the Swanson Brothers, Joshua and Jeremy, and The Ends of All the Earth Shall Hear. (Looks like somebody’s done some growin’, recently…)

You’d never guess where the above photo was taken.
Would you believe Mecca? In the middle of Saudi Arabia? (https://kyma.com/news/national-world/2025/01/07/torrential-rain-drenches-visitors-in-mecca/)
Mecca averages 2 percent “wet days” throughout the year. But they aren’t very wet. Mecca averages a tenth of an inch of rain per year.
So… torrential rains, with flooding–what gives? Isn’t Saudi Arabia mostly a desert? Mecca was originally built around an oasis (but gee, it can’t be much of an oasis); and thousands of years ago, the broiling dry expanse of the Rub al-Khali was wetlands. With hippos.
Once upon a time, people would have flocked to their soothsayers to see whether the out-of-the-box rainfall were some kind of message from the gods. The Romans were always seeking guidance from Heaven. Not that they followed it.
What’s the story? Should we be searching for a meaning? Is this flood a message for Muslims only (Mecca is their holy city), or is it meant for everyone?
We find God’s word in the Bible. We don’t consult soothsayers anymore.
I haven’t posted this hymn in a long time, too long: He Who Would Valiant Be. It’s a 1906 modification, by Percy Dreemer in 1906, of John Bunyan’s 17th century hymn, To Be a Pilgrim. It never fails to stir my spirit.