A cold, rainy, quiet morning: couldn’t possibly be a better time for this hymn.
This is the version Laura actually wanted yesterday, with the Charles Wesley lyrics set to the Welsh melody, Hyfrydol: here performed by the First Presbyterian Church at Pittsford Choir. This is among the beauties of holiness (Psalm 110). I love to play this on my harmonica.
Advent. God is nigh. The Messiah shall be born: our redemption is at hand.
And we have an Advent hymn request from Laura: Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus, written by Charles Wesley, published in 1745, and here performed by the St. John’s College Choir, Cambridge.
It can also be sung to the Welsh melody, “Hyfrydol,” one of my favorites–but this is quite nice, wouldn’t you say?
Stepping out the door on this beautifully crisp, cool September morn, this is the first thing I heard: the choir at St. Francis’ RC Church across the street singing th3e classic old Welsh hymn, Hyfrydol.
I love this hymn, and there are almost as many different sets of lyrics for it as there are churches. These lyrics, Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus, are by Charles Wesley, sung here by the choir at First Presbyterian Church, Pittsfield.
I love it because it reminds me that I love Jesus Christ my King and Savior.
Share it with a friend or family member today!
I love this hymn, and I think it would be good to start the day with it. Actually I started my day with vacuuming, but this is a better start.
I have just about learned how to play this on the harmonica. My favorite hymn to play is Hyfrydol–my uncle’s little Marine Band harmonica might have been specifically made to play that hymn.
Keep those hymn requests coming, folks–I’m all caught up. And if you haven’t yet requested a hymn, well, come on in!
Before I go rushing off to the doctor, the pharmacy, the supermarket, yatta-yatta, let me quickly post this hymn, suggested by reader Ron. Ron, this one’s for you.
Man, I’m getting tired of all this doctoring. Sing one for me, folks.
Several sets of English lyrics have been written for Hyfridol, depending on which denomination’s hymnal you’re using.
These lyrics, Love Divine, All Loves Excelling, are by Charles Wesley. There are Catholic lyrics, too: Alleluia, Sing to Jesus.
I don’t speak a word of Welsh, but I like this melody best with its Welsh lyrics. I let the music, and the tone of the choir, speak to me.
This is the classic Welsh hymn, Hyfrydol, performed with Scottish bagpipes, modern organ, in a church in Kentucky. It’s one of my very favorite hymns.
Sure is an awful lot of evil and distressing national news today, ain’t it? But I shall try to follow the example of Judah the Maccabee, who, although engaged in a life-and-death struggle for his country and his faith, would not fight a battle on the Sabbath day, unless he was attacked: this was how he proclaimed the sovereignty of God. No, I will not write up the news today.
Sit back and let the hymn wash over you. God is in the midst of us. He has not forgotten us, and He hears us when we cry to Him.
This is “Hyfrydol,” one of my very favorite hymns–an old Welsh hymn, here sung in Welsh by a Welsh choir.
No, I don’t understand the words. Somehow I don’t have to. The Holy Spirit is in this hymn, and I hear Him loud and clear. It moves me, stirs me–I wouldn’t care to try to speak aloud, just now.
We used to sing this in the Dutch Reformed Church, with Dutch Reformed lyrics. The Catholics have Catholic lyrics for it. I prefer the original Welsh, though I don’t understand a single word of it.
Hear the voice of the Spirit. Honor the Lord on the Sabbath. Not a bad idea, BTW, to honor Him every day of the year.