This is the hymn that was with me when I woke this morning, so this is the hymn I post today: and I wanted it done by the kids at Fountainview Academy, and was happy to find that available: Holy, Holy, Holy.
And don’t let the setting fool you, they’re still in Canada: Minter Gardens. Yes, it looks like a fantasy landscape. But don’t worry, it’s real.
We’re at the Royal Albert Hall in London (in spirit) to hear the choir, full orchestra, and a couple thousand people sing Holy, Holy, Holy; and then for a bonus they’ll go on to give us Now Thank We All Our God. Sometimes there’s nothing like the full treatment! Make a joyful noise unto the Lord.
In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple. Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly. And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, holy, holy is the LORD or hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory. –Isaiah 6: 1-3
Isaiah’s vision in Isaiah Chapter 6, and Holy, Holy, Holy always go together, in my mind.
This is the King’s College Choir, singing the hymn.
Dave isn’t the first to ask for this beloved hymn, and he won’t be the last: Holy, Holy, Holy. I hope you like this a capella rendition by the Altar of Praise Men’s Chorale–no musical instrument here but human voices… making a joyful noise unto the Lord.
This is the hymn that was in my mind last night and this morning–Holy, Holy, Holy. I believe I ought to go with such promptings when I get them. This version is by the Norton Hall Band at Southern Seminary.
I’m told I have a hymn request somewhere in the email, so I hope you don’t mind if I go with that, too. If I can find it.
Let me know if you’ve had enough of Holy, Holy, Holy. I haven’t. These are the kids from Fountainview Academy singing it from Minister Gardens in Rosedale, British Columbia.
Well, now it’s off to the vet for Robbie’s checkup–but first a hymn. Holy, Holy, Holy… a glimpse into the Book of Revelation.
It took me a long time to find someone not singing this glorious hymn as if it were part of a funeral procession: Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty. This ought to be sung with a note of triumph and rejoicing in it!
I’m running out of versions of this hymn to post here. I’d like it best being blasted out of a mighty organ and being sung, for all they’re worth, by about a thousand people. But maybe some of you will enjoy this gentler Hillsong rendition. But whatever arrangement we prefer, it’s the message that counts–Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!
Sing it loud. Sing it loud.
Yes, this is what I was looking for this morning. This is what I needed.
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty, here performed by the First Plymouth Church in Lincoln, Nebraska, is one of those hymns that brings the glory and majesty of Christ Our King straight into the believing heart. You might want to turn up the volume on this one.
Remember, I take hymn requests… and anyone can make one. A few of you do; but if you enjoy these hymns, and haven’t yet asked for one–well, here we are.