This hymn has been in my mind all day, so I think I’d better post it.
To God Be the Glory, by Fanny Crosby–one of some eight or nine thousand hymns she wrote–sung by the Apostolic Christian Men’s Group.
This hymn has been in my mind all day, so I think I’d better post it.
To God Be the Glory, by Fanny Crosby–one of some eight or nine thousand hymns she wrote–sung by the Apostolic Christian Men’s Group.
(I’ve already been to the hospital this morning, for some test or other. Next stop, rehab. Then maybe I can have some breakfast.)
Fill up a cathedral and let the hymn be sung!
Love Divine, All Loves Excelling, by Charles Wesley; sung by the Westminster Cathedral Choir.
Well, God knows I need saving; and I’ve got a lot of company, too. Intervene for us, O Lord!
We Have Heard the Joyful Sound (Jesus Saves): As sung at Synod 2012, United Reformed Church… and that’s the Hudson River at Nyack, New York.
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.
(Overslept! Schedule all fakaka, more doctoring this afternoon… Please keep my in your prayers.)
First hymn to pop into my head today: He Hideth My Soul, by Fanny Crosby. Sung by the Antrim Mennonite Choir. Background sets by God the Father.
Requested by Erlene, a real classic: I Can’t Feel at Home in This World Anymore. Jim Reeves sang this version back in 1962. A few years later, The Incredible String Band had a pop version. But really, it’s a spiritual.
It’s been ages and ages since I’ve heard this hymn. Here it is, as song by Tennessee Ernie Ford: His Eye Is on the Sparrow. I don’t think I could’ve been more than 12 years old when I heard this last.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God… Psalm 46:4
An old-fashioned hymn, one of my favorites: Shall We Gather at the River, sung here by Burl Ives.
I’ve overslept, I have to go to physical therapy, and there’s just time to post one him–the first one that came into my head, O Worship the King,sung the old-fashioned way by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.
Please bear with me, my schedule’s all fakaka.
What I wouldn’t give to see that mountain rise! Can we see it with the eyes of faith? Show us, O Lord–let us see your goodness and your glory. (Actually He does show it to us in many different ways. We have to learn to open up and see.)