Would you believe we used to sing this at assembly in high school? It’s true! That it isn’t true anymore is our great loss.
Here it is, lyrics accompanied by organ and piano–a very happy combination–Faith of Our Fathers, a lovely old classic from 1864. Feel free to provide your own vocals.
This is what Love Divine would have sounded like when Charles Wesley wrote it–if he could have had Maddy Prior to sing it, and the Carnival Band to play the music. It’s a very soothing hymn, full of comfort. I almost think I should have saved it for the end of the day instead of at the beginning: but I like to start my blog off with a hymn.
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.
I love this hymn! And it’s been in my head all day, so I hope none of you mind if I post it again: To God Be the Glory, a classic hymn by Fanny Crosby.
By the way, if you’re new to this blog, I want you to know that we do hymn requests: you name it, we’ll post it. And don’t worry if the hymn has already been posted before–we can always post it again.
This hymn has been in my head the past two days, so I’m thinking the Lord would like me to post it–To God Be the Glory, in a rousing rendition by the choir and the congregation of the Church of God. I found it deeply moving.
Yield Not to Temptation is one of my favorite hymns. I heard it in an old movie the other day and it’s still with me. Here it’s sung a capella by the choir at the Church of God. This bunch can really sing!
As usual the youtube page for this hymn featured an f-bomb laden comment by some atheist. I guess we ought to pray for these lost souls who reject salvation. But it’s hard to make such prayers.
Erlene asked for this bluegrass version of Bringing in the Sheaves, by the Shiloh Group, so here it is–and I’ll bet you find yourselves singing, humming, or whistling it later.
I know I’ve been repeating myself lately with these hymns; but I love this fine old hymn from 1863, and this is the one I woke up with this morning. I looked at a lot of versions, but for my money, Nathan and Lyle do it best–even if they’ve gone all Hollywood and provided themselves with a music stand.
I haven’t been getting many hymn requests of late, and I would dearly love to post some from readers who haven’t done this before. Come on in! The hymn shop’s always open, and everything in it is free.
Here’s a hymn that you can say “Amen!” to; and there’s a story that goes with it, too.
Eugene Bartlett, born in 1885, was a successful businessman who founded the Hartford Music Company and Music Institute. His purpose was to publish hymns and hymnals and train singers and musicians to glorify God. He wrote many of the hymns in his hymnal himself–over 800 in all, which is getting into Fanny Crosby numbers.
Victory in Jesus–here sung by a congregation at the New Testament Baptist Church in Northfield, Ohio–was published in 1939. It was the last hymn Barlett wrote before his death in 1941. He only lived 56 years, but he certainly accomplished much.
This wonderful, lovely, traditional hymn–here sung by Alli Rogers–contains a thought for the day. Or any day, for that matter:
This is my Father’s world./ O let me ne’er forget/ that though the wrong seems oft so strong,/ God is the ruler yet.
He does let the wicked grow very tall and proud before He cuts them down.