[Hang onto your hats, everybody! The British government has fallen; the Supreme Court hss ordered Prime Minister Keir to step down.]
Here are some sheaves that needed bringing in! And we can celebrate it with a well-known hymn–Bringing in the Sheaves, brought to you by the Islington Baptist Church.(I got so excited by the British nooze, I forgot I was posting a hymn.)
Is it too late, after all, to save Britain? We don’t know. But we do know it’s in God’s hands.
When we first sang this in Sunday school, I had no idea what “sheaves” were. A kind of cow, maybe? But I caught on soon enough.
Bringing in the Sheaves, bluegrass version by Shiloh Music.
This was one of my favorite hymns in Sunday school–Bringing in the Sheaves. Actually, I didn’t know what “sheaves” were. Did you have to let them out at night?
Sung here by the Islington Baptist Church.
I loved singing this hymn in Sunday school, enough though I had no clear idea what a “sheave” was.
Bringing in the Sheaves, performed by Marshall Hall & Friends: and yes, I found out what sheaves were by the time I’d learned to play the hymn on my harmonica.
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.
I don’t know what put this hymn into my head–sheaves aren’t plentiful around here lately–but here it is: Bringing in the Sheaves, sung by Tennessee Ernie Ford. We loved singing this in Sunday school.
This was the first hymn that came into my head today, and I thought I’d better post it: Bringing in the Sheaves, sung by Tennessee Ernie Ford.
I’m feeling very sick this morning; but it’s a beautiful day, and maybe I’ll feel better if I sit outside a while. Worth a try, I guess.
I don’t know why this hymn should have come to me now. I suppose God has a purpose for it. Help me to trust in the Lord.
Bringing in the Sheaves, sung the old-fashioned way by the Londonderry Choir: “When the weeping’s over…” Amen.
Ai-ya! Another week of nooze stretches out in front of me. Harvest-time seems far away.
Tennessee Ernie Ford sings Bringing in the Sheaves, an old Sunday school favorite. I knew the hymn by heart before I know what “sheaves” were.
How about a good old Sunday school favorite? Here’s Tennessee Ernie Ford with Bringing in the Sheaves. (Most of us didn’t know what “sheaves” were, but we sung it with gusto anyway.)