Behold, the mountain of the Lord in latter days shall rise, proclaims this ancient Scottish hymn. The glory of this message starts tears in my eyes. How we long for that day! When Christ shall reign in Heaven and on earth.
Sung by Godfrey Birtill.
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‘Behold, the Mountain of the Lord’ (A Hymn of Hope)
This ancient Scottish hymn, Behold, the Mountain of the Lord, is one of my favorites. I don’t know about you, but I need pumping up today. Aunt Joan is in the hospital again, and of course there’s the nooze of the country and the world: If the Lord Our God didn’t give us hope, how would we live?
This rendition by Godfrey Birtill is my favorite. Turn up the volume and sing along. Let the neighbors think you’re crazy.
‘Behold, the Mountain of the Lord’ (the sooner, the better)
Before I had my pants on this morning, I had already heard three disgusting and distressing items of news.
Let us fortify ourselves with hymns and prayer. We’ll need it. And we have it. O Light of the World, please light our way!
We Need Another Hymn
In light of current events, I couldn’t find it in my heart to come up with anything amusing. Instead, I feel a need for another hymn–this one old Scottish hymn in particular: Behold the Mountain of the Lord. I’ve posted it several times before, and it always brings me close to tears with its solid proclamation of our hope in Jesus Christ. Mark the lyrics well: this is what we must believe, so that the madness of this current age won’t overthrow us.
The Hymn I Crave This Morning
Yes, I know I’ve posted this one several times throughout the past year–Behold the Mountain of the Lord, sung by Geoffrey Birtill. But then the invitation remains open to each and everyone one of you to have any hymn posted that you might request.
It’s only 10:00 in the morning and the news has already worn me out. But never mind! Head down, keep climbing, ask the Lord for strength.
And sing louder! Sing louder.
Out With the Bad News, in With the Good (Today’s Hymn)
Behold, the Mountain of the Lord–old Scottish hymn, sung by Godfrey Birtill…
I tried to sing along with this today, but my voice cracks and my eyes fill up–not for grief, but for hope and joy. This is the good news: the mountain of the Lord will surely rise. And Jesus Christ shall have His throne on it.
It’s only just 11 a.m., and I’ve already read more bad news than is good for me. It’s only to be expected. Satan’s servants are on their way out, and they will use violence and all lies to keep their place.
But God will do all that He has said He’ll do… and they can’t stop it.
God’s Promise: ‘Behold the Mountain of the Lord’
Yes, I know I’ve posted this grand old 18th-century Scottish hymn several times before, and I hope you don’t mind hearing it again. “Behold, the mountain of the Lord in latter days shall rise” has very, very much to do with the fulfillment of God’s promises.
We believe the Father’s promises; He will do as He has said.
From Isaiah: ‘Behold the Mountain of the Lord’
And it shall come to pass in the last days, that the mountain of the LORD’S house shall be established in the top of the mountains, and shall be exalted above the hills; and all nations shall flow unto it. Isaiah 2:2
Yes, I’ve posted this 18th-century Scottish hymn several times before. But really, if this doesn’t get you cranked over, you need a new battery.
Remember God’s promise. He will not abandon His creation to the wicked.
Hope: ‘Behold, the Mountain of the Lord’
If there’s one thing we need, in this evil age, it’s hope. And how else to ground our hope, but on the promises of God?
Join me in loving this hymn, which is all about God’s promises: Behold, the Mountain of the Lord, sung by Godfrey Birtill. Reach out and embrace those promises.
Please Pray for Us
My Aunt Joan, the last of my family in her generation, was taken to the hospital this morning. The doctor says “It doesn’t look good.” He had me choose between allowing her to die or else administering medication–and, if need be, inserting a breathing tube–that may possibly, but not necessarily, help her to recover. Because I could not bring myself to refuse any reasonable chance, I said to proceed with treatment. If her condition doesn’t improve, then I’ll have to make another decision.
I have no meaningful knowledge of medical procedures. Nevertheless, the buck stops here and I can’t–and won’t–pass it on to anyone else.
We are Christians, and we know where we are going. Most of the members of my family have already been seated at the Lord’s table. It’s not something that we have to fear. The part that truly, deeply hurts is to be left behind without our loved ones.
All I can do is to ask my Lord for guidance. Please join me in that prayer.
And I’ve posted this hymn, Behold the Mountain of the Lord–because it stirs my soul so deeply, and allows me to feel the Holy Spirit at my side.