Joshua requested this unusual, soothing performance of the classic hymn, How Great Thou Art, by Ron and Kelly. Instead of singing it, they let the music sing: and let the work of God’s own hands testify to His wisdom, power, and love. Because we are made in His image, we can respond to it–even without words.
Erlene requested How Great Thou Art–and who doesn’t love this hymn? I chose this rendition by Burl Ives: not the greatest sound reproduction, but I couldn’t resist the video. Beautiful flowing streams like that whisper to us, “God is nigh, God created me, He created you… God is nigh.” So you may have to turn up the volume a bit.
I had to post this as soon as I heard it, couldn’t wait until tomorrow. That’s okay, we won’t run out of hymns.
This is Sam Santiago, only ten years old, pouring out How Great Thou Art. Almost tipped me out of my chair. All I can say is, “Wow!”
Thanks to Patty’s friend, Carol, for sending us this.
This hymn brought me close to tears this morning–How Great Thou Art, sung by The Lutheran Warbler. My Grandma used to sing this as she went about her daily household chores. So did my mother. Hearing it brought them back to me.
My mother used to sing this hymn while doing housework, and I can never hear it without thinking of her: How Great Thou Art, published 1885, sung here by the Blue Rock Mennonite Youth Choir.
My grandma and my mother used to hum this hymn while they went about their housework: it does bring them back to me. But of course the reason they hummed it was because it brought their Almighty Father back to them.
How Great Thou Art, by the Hymns Triumphant Performers–let it move you. God is love.
Off I go now, to the nursing home. Maybe I’ll be back in time to see what Joe Collidge is up to.
I forgot my allergies when I listened to this hymn–How Great Thou Art, sung beautifully by Chris Rice. My grandma, my mother, and my Aunt Millie (the Lutherans in the family) loved this hymn and used to sing it around the home: and to hear it today brought them back, as if they stood behind me in this room and put their arms around me. Thank you, my Father in Heaven!
Meanwhile, I’m a little better off today, thanks to the flutey-whatsit nasal spray recommended by “Unknowable” : thanks, kimosabe, that stuff really works.
I should be pretty much better by bedtime tonight.
Here you go, Erlene–a nice rendition of How Great Thou Art.
I can’t hear this hymn without thinking of my Grandma, who used to hum it as she sewed. Grandma died when I was 11, a long time ago, but she has been much on my mind lately. Having raised six daughters, she was mighty happy when her first grandson came along, which was me. Oh, my grandparents on both sides were mighty good to me! And I will never stop missing them until we’re all together again. In Christ’s Kingdom.