Please pardon me, if you will, for again resorting to this hymn–Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band’s knock-down, drag-out rendition of John Bunyan’s To Be a Pilgrim. The pilgrim’s path is hard and steep, and we need encouragement when we can get it. I hope this rousing hymn reaches you as it reaches me.
Well, now it’s off to the vet for Robbie’s checkup–but first a hymn. Holy, Holy, Holy… a glimpse into the Book of Revelation.
It was 500 years ago today that Martin Luther changed the world by starting the still-ongoing reformation of the Church. He also wrote A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, requested this morning by “thewhiterabbit” to honor Reformation Day.
Turn up the volume! I don’t know who’s singing, but they’re awfully good.
Amazing Love, by Charles Wesley–we’ve posted it before as And Can It Be–has much to teach us about God’s love, and salvation in and by Jesus Christ Our Lord. And this is the Altar of Praise Chorale praising God with no musical instrument but their voices.
Hope in Jesus Christ the Lord because “all other ground is sinking sand”–they’ve got that right!
My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less, sung by the kids from Fountainview Academy on a visit to, well, I think that’s Rome, with the Forum in the background. Now watch it turn out to be Wichita, and make me look bad.
Sorry, running a little bit late today. Yesterday my sinuses made my teeth ache, but a lot of prayers, a good night’s sleep, and Sambucol have me nearly out6 of the woods today.
This is one of the most beautiful hymns I know, He Hideth My Soul, by Fanny Crosby back in 1890, sung here by the Antrim Mennonite Choir.
I’m feeling kind of out of sorts today, and I scanned a couple of news sites to see if there was anything I ought to write about.
But there was nothing there–just more of the same old fallen world stuff. Democrat tantrums. The Swamp resists being drained. Spain on the brink of civil war. Elizabeth Warren, taking a break from her ongoing pretense of being some kind of Cherokee princess, accuses one of her law school professors of sexually assaulting her, way back when. The man died 20 years ago.
And lots of really dirty, porny stuff floating around in the culture: all-new Virtual Reality porn! We do take pride in our inventiveness.
So I thought I’d post another hymn instead, because these days, if you really want good news, you’re only going to find it in Jesus Christ Our Savior.
My Jesus, I Love Thee: written in 1846, sung by the Sharon Singers of the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute.
I hope nobody minds my posting this hymn again–Light of the World by Charles Wesley, sung here by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.
And the whole multitude sought to touch him, for there went virtue out of him, and healed them all. (Luke 6:19)
He healed them all. Our Lord Jesus Christ healed them all.
This is the Antrim Mennonite Choir singing the 19th century classic hymn, I Will Sing the Wondrous Story. For mere human voices, unaided by musical instruments, to produce such pure music–well, I stand in awe. It’s another gift of God.
The classic, O Worship the King, is one of my very favorite hymns, the first hymn I learned how to play on the harmonica. I hope you don’t mind this updated rendition by David and Judi Klee, with Michael Klee on drums. I found it gave me a lift.