I don’t know why I selected this for today’s hymn. Robbie has taken a turn for the worse. It’s as if I can’t help thinking, “If we can only make it to Christmas–!”
Well, here it is: On This Day, Earth Shall Ring, sung by the Kings College Choir, Cambridge.
What? A Christmas carol in April? Well, go ahead, tell me there’s a wrong time for this message: Jesus Christ is born, to save us from our sins.
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, performed the old-fashioned way by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band…
I had a craving for this hymn today, so here it is–God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, sung by the Bach Choir in 2007.
There are a number of evil and distressing nooze stories out there that I am purposely leaving out, this weekend. I don’t know about you, but by Friday afternoon I’ve had enough.
If we don’t stop the crazy stuff, God will.
Christmas is never out of season here!
Requested by Susan, O Holy Night–a metal/rock version by Dan Vasc.
You might be surprised.
Would you believe we used to sing this in a public school? It came back to me today–On This Day Earth Shall Ring, sung by the choir at Kings College, Cambridge.
(Yes, I know it’s a Christmas hymn…)
You can probably figure out the Latin yourself: “Rejoice, for Christ is born!” I know it’s a Christmas hymn, I know we’re in Lent; but I was moved to choose this song today, so here it is… sung by Maddy Prior with Steeleye Span.
This is the first hymn that’s popped into my head this morning, and it was just the right one: O Come, O Come, Emmanuel, sung by “a traditional choir” (sorry, that’s all I know). Our help is in the name of the LORD, which made heaven and earth (Psalm 124:8)…
(It’s cold, it’s supposed to snow, and I would dearly love to go back to bed…)
No one requested this Christmas hymn in our carol contest–Masters in This Hall, by the Robert Shaw Chorale. Ah, well–we’ll run out of readers before we run out of hymns.
We were listening to streaming radio last night–nothing special, just a detective story–when a promo ad comes on and the announcer starts babbling about “your holiday tree.”
Hey, chuckles! If you can’t say “Christmas,” then you don’t deserve a Christmas tree.
And then this morning I noticed, for the first time, that our Humane Society calendar acknowledges “Kwanzaa” as if it were a real holiday, deserving of respect.
Fie and shame and double shame.
Well, at least we know what we’ll be up against this year: total pollution of practically everything. People afraid of their own shadows, trying to curry favor by talking up “Kwanzaa” and talking down Christmas. I mean, God comes down to earth to save us from our sins, and all this ape can say is “happy holiday… I’m late for Kwanzaa”? Sheesh. I thought Kwanzaa had died out and only white liberal doofuses remembered it.
We have a very long way to come back to sanity.
If we ever needed the Christmas spirit to work on us and for us all throughout the year, we need it now.
Angels from the Realms of Glory, sung by the Christendom College Choir–
Hear, O God! We need you.