I don’t know about you, but I could use a hymn, right about now. This hymn, in fact–This Is My Father’s World.
It does not belong to the ungodly. It doesn’t even belong to God’s people. It belongs to the Father who created it, who created us, and who sent his Son into the world to save us from our sins and win for us eternal life.
Sit back and listen.
He leadeth me… Yes, that really is a blessed thought. If you’re not following Jesus Christ, where are you going?
I picked this version of the hymn because I like the sound of it. Feel free to sing along!
P.S.–Remember, I take requests. If there’s a hymn you’d like to see posted here, please let me know. It doesn’t even have to be on a Sunday. Given the condition of this fallen world today, when is a good time not to have a hymn?
Jaroc, you asked for this hymn, and I’m only too glad to post it here.
Be Thou My Vision is an ancient Irish hymn, and one of my all-time favorites. It deeply moves me every time I hear it.
I was kind of stuck for what to write about today. Scanning the news each morning can sometimes be a soul-deadening experience. I mean, really–Campus Sex Week? Have we really sunk to this?
But again, good advice for Christians:
Sing louder!
Our God is the God, an awesome God; and He hears us.
Here’s another hymn I never heard before, another high-spirited rendition by the Church of God. That congregation can really sing!
So let’s start our Sunday giving glory to God, and letting Him hear our thanksgiving and praise. Greater is He that is in us than he that is in the world!
Remember, I’m taking suggestions for hymns to post on Sunday morning, so if there’s a hymn you’d like to see posted here, please let me know.
Hey, where is everybody today? Hello out there?
Never mind. What do you say we kick off our weekend with a spirited rendition of a classic hymn? “Leaning on the Everlasting Arms”–good advice!
There’s an awful lot of bad news in this fallen world, opposed to the good news of the gospel; but when you see that, there’s really only one thing a Christian can do.
Sing louder!
Be strong and of a good courage; be strong in the Lord, and in the power of His might.
P.S.–If there’s a hymn you’d like to see posted on this site, please let me know. I’m taking suggestions.
When things look bleak; when the ungodly are riding high and whooping it up; when faith is at its low ebb–
What is the Christian to do?
Sing louder!
Best advice I ever heard, boys and girls. I heard it on this little, 15-minute Christian radio talk show.
Sing louder.
Bringing in the Sheaves is one of those old classic hymns that you can really put your heart into. I would love to hear King Ryons’ army sing it in their dozen different languages.
The guy who sings it here may not be the greatest singer in the world–ask God if He cares about that!–but I’ll bet you’ve never heard this glorious old hymn played on an autoharp. It’s been a long, long time since I’ve even seen a picture of an autoharp.
But enough talking–make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands!
We usually hear this beautiful hymn around Christmastime, but there’s nothing wrong with hearing it now. In fact, after a week of watching Satan’s vandals trash our civilization, I need it now. It reminds me that God already has the answer to our self-imposed prison sentence in a fallen world. God will regenerate His creation through His Son, Jesus Christ.
So here it is–music by J.S. Bach, wonderful performance, and hope provided by the King of Kings.
Let’s start our Sunday with a classic hymn, here sung not as a performance, but as part of a church service. This hymn, by Felice DiGiardini (1716-1796), may be more familiar to you as “Come Thou Almighty King”–same music, different lyrics. Our church had them both in its hymnal, on adjacent pages.
Think about that line, “The world to Christ we bring.”
As Christians, that’s what we’re supposed to do. And you can bet the world doesn’t want to be brought to Christ. But I would rather not talk politics today.
Let the words and music of the hymn speak instead.
The opening words of this classic hymn are from Paul’s first Epistle to Timothy, Chapter 1.
The thing about Paul’s epistles is, they’re full of real people. We know a lot about Timothy–his grandmother, Lois, his mother, Eunice, his pagan father (whose name is not given), and his less than robust state of health, for which Paul advises him to take a little wine with his dinner, instead of water.
If we belong to Jesus Christ, we are in fellowship with these saints of old; they are our family. We can love them. Meanwhile, we are in fellowship with saints in Africa and Asia and other faraway places, whom in this life we will never see face-to-face but who are nevertheless knit to us in a holy bond. They, too, are our family in Christ.
It’s good to have a big family, don’t you think?
If I haven’t bollixed up this video, here, in this performance of a classic hymn, the unaided human voice is used as a musical instrument to praise God.
We can’t all do it well, but we can all do it.