About Those Hymns…

41,600+ Kids Singing Stock Photos, Pictures & Royalty-Free Images - iStock  | Kids singing in car, Kids singing at home, School kids singing

(Rain, rain, rain… I could go back to bed…)

Elder Mike was wondering about hymns by Fanny Crosby that I’ve never posted. You know, she wrote eight or nine thousand of them. East to miss a few thousand of them. Some are still very popular today; some are forgotten.

I went into the archives and found that 20 Fanny Crosby hymns have been posted here; and I’m afraid a few of them have been posted very often (He Hideth My Soul, Draw Me Nearer, To God Be the Glory, and a few others).

Yes, I do repeat myself. I post my favorite hymns a lot.

But I want to post your favorites, too; I’ve always got my eye out for a hymn request. I wish all my readers would make one now and then. Maybe I’ve let myself in for a “Be careful what you wish for” moment–but really, I don’t see how we can have too many hymns.

Any Isaac Watts or Charles Wesley hymns out there that I haven’t posted yet?

Glorious! ‘I Must Tell Jesus’

Nathan and Lyle and friends, from Denton County, Texas, with some good advice: whatever the burden that’s hard for you to bear… Tell Jesus!

Y’know, we do want hymn requests. I wonder why we don’t seem to be getting many lately.

By Request, ‘Be Thou My Vision’

Here’s another one of those coincidences that happen a lot around here. Ina (in Scotland) requested Be Thou My Vision; and just a few minutes later, the bells at St. Francis’, just across the street, played it. Maybe they aren’t coincidences.

The hymn is 13 hundred years old and still going strong… all over the world.

Performed here by students at Fountainview Academy.

Hymns and Prayer: Our Country Needs It

Wolf die zich voordoet als oma Cartoon Clipart Vector - FriendlyStock

When she gets out of bed, she’ll go teach kindergarten.

Anybody out there got any hymn requests? Anyone got any prayers?

It has gotten to be the easiest thing in the world, to find and post “education outrage” stories… every single day. In fact, there are always, always, more than one. I just posted a great big one a few minutes ago.

Now the crooks in Washington are enlisting foreign intelligence agencies to crush individual American citizens–right here at home! Look at the suddenly-arisen herculean efforts to protect “groomers.” They’re teaching in our schools, running Disney Corp., and doing everything they can to push children into sex at an early age. Can we even imagine an innocent reason for this? Crikey! We had that idjit Psaki actually weeping over a few states’ efforts to rein in the groomers. Presidential spokes-creature. Hot dog.

Our country has fallen into terrible trouble; and the very worst of it is the way we use  our schools, from kindergarten through college, to “teach” and “celebrate” self-destructive evil.

The only truly productive thing we can do about it is to take the children OUT! of public school and teach them at home. Get them away from the groomers.

America needs our prayers, we need each other’s prayers, we need hymns, we need the Bible–O Jesus Christ our Lord and King, our champion: we need you!

By Request, ‘Hymn of Heaven’

We have a hymn request from Susan–Hymn of Heaven, by Phil Wickham.

The hymn shop’s open all day, every day, open to all. Some readers have been here for years without ever making a hymn request. Don’t be shy!

This One’s for Erlene

Our dear sister Erlene hasn’t been feeling well lately, it’s been a hard week for her–and I hope we will all rally to her in prayer. Please, Lord! Erlene has been your good and faithful servant for a long time, and now she needs healing. In Jesus’ name, O God, please be swift to help her!

And the hymn, He’s Still God by Carroll Roberson, is here because it’s one of Erlene’s favorites.

We’re with you, lady–with you all the way.

By Request–Another Dream!

Honest, Phoebe and I did not consult about this first. But these odd little coincidences happen around here more often than you might expect.

I write of a dream about going to Hell; and Phoebe requests this from the 1955 production of Guys and Dolls–a song about going to Heaven. They make a nice pair of bookends, don’t they?

So we have Stubby Kaye singing Sit Down, You’re Rockin’ the Boat… Additional hint: If you find yourself on a boat going to Heaven, throw your dice overboard; don’t try to start a crap game.

Don’t Forget the Hymn Contest

Why Were Angels Singing to Me?

I’m sorry to report no hymn requests today so far, no entries into our ongoing hymn contest. Well, these things always slow up after the initial excitement.

A few of you wind up requesting the most hymns–by far the most. I was hoping more of you would join the party! That’s not to discourage readers who make a lot of hymn requests: it’s to encourage you who never make any.

And now we’ve got another thunderstorm looming, and if I want a cigar I’d better go out and have it now.

It’s perfectly okay to make hymn requests while I’m not here!

Important P.S.! I want to showcase posts from other Christian blogs–because, in this climate of growing censorship, I think we must support each other. If you’re a Christian blogger who’d like to see your work displayed here from time to time, please just let me know! There’s no charge for it.

A Personal Note (Ooch! Ouch!)

438 Falling Down Stairs Photos - Free & Royalty-Free Stock Photos from  Dreamstime

Thank heaven for hymn requests and Norbert videos! Because of these, I can keep this blog going even when I’m not quite up to snuff.

My allergies are killing me and I ache all over–in fact, I feel like I just fell down the stairs. I had to go to the supermarket anyway, where I learned from the checkout clerk, and from the woman behind me in line, that there’s a lot of this going around, bad allergies all over–which to me means it’ll pass. “Would you believe I slept for 12 straight hours yesterday?” the clerk said. “Save some of the next batch of sleep for me,” I answered.

So I’m not up to working on my new book, I can’t bring myself to scan the nooze, and I look forward to feeling better tomorrow. I’m changing the title of the book, by the way–the new book is now The Witch Box.

(Oh, fap! I’ve got to write a Newswithviews column tomorrow. If I can! I’d appreciate some prayers on my behalf.)

P.S.–Don’t forget we’ve got a hymn contest going. The more, the merrier.

‘All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name’

This is a hymn that needs to be sung again and again, loudly–that the Lord might use His power, and save us: All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name. What name will the enemy invoke against it?

Come on, everybody–let’s have some hymn requests.

(Sung by Blue Rock Mennonite Youth)