In the absence of any reader requests so far today, I offer a Fanny Crosby classic–Blessed Assurance, sung by choir and congregation at Temple Baptist Church in Powell, Tennessee. If everybody sang like this music minister, they’d blow the roof off the building.
And if I posted a different Fanny Crosby hymn every day, and never missed a day… it would take about 20 years to post them all.
In the absence of any reader requests, let me start the day with one of my favorites–O, Worship the King: the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica. Singing by the choir and congregation at the Durham Road Baptist Church. Gorgeous background sets by God the Father, maker of heaven and earth.
I hadn’t heard this hymn before, but I was sure the kids at Fountainview Academy would sing it beautifully–At the Cross.
We used to have some lovely places like that, right around here.
We wait for the restoration of all things.
Yeah, I know, I’ve posted this hymn a dozen times before, and maybe more–To Be a Pilgrim, by John Bunyan, performed with gusto by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band. After the crazed cacophony I’ve had to write up as nooze today, I need something better. A lot better!
The word of the Lord shall stand forever. Amen!
This hymn always used to make me cry, when I was a little boy. It still moves me today. The Old Rugged Cross, sung by Alan Jackson: we don’t forget.
Requested by Phoebe, sung by Johnny Cash–a traditional gospel hymn, Were You There When They Crucified My Lord?
These images (from Jesus of Nazareth, I believe) are strong medicine, and hard to bear. Crucifixion was an ugly way to die. I have to fight a need to avert my eyes. But this was the atonement for all the sins of all the world–for our sins–with the penalty paid by God Himself in the person of His beloved Son. Paid for all time. This is the very core of our Christian faith.
This is the first hymn that I wanted when I woke today–Up from the Grave He Arose, sung by the Voice of Eden. Really, you can never be too early to celebrate Easter. Is there any reason not to rejoice in Christ’s Resurrection every day?
I wonder how many times we sang this hymn in Sunday school. I don’t know why, but every hymn I hear today moves me practically to tears. I think I’m responding to God’s goodness, of which we all stand so much in need. So here it is–Yield Not to Temptation, Nathan on the mandolin, Lyle on guitar.
There have been a lot of proud and mighty enterprises that were supposed to last a thousand years, but didn’t. This ancient Irish hymn, Be Thou My Vision, has them all beat by a long shot: first sung in the 8th century, still loved today.
Requested by Joshua, sung by Maranatha, and in time for St. Patrick’s Day.
Susan asked for this one, The Lord of Sea and Sky, and here we have it by the National Youth Choir of Scotland. Fitting, isn’t it? We remember Samuel as a little boy, called by God during the night–he thought it was Eli, at first–and finally answering, “Here I am, Lord!”
Blessed are those who hear the call, and answer it.