I hope you don’t mind me posting this hymn again, Jesus Saves. I need saving. And I waited years to learn the name of this hymn, and to hear the lyrics. Glad I didn’t miss it altogether.
I like it best, played with muted brass; but there’s something to be said for a great hall full of people belting it out for all they’re worth. This is the congregation at Temple Baptist Church in Powell, Tennessee.
Well, “tomorrow” is now “today,” but never mind. Now I really am in the doctor’s office.
I first loved this hymn when I heard it played at a Civil War battle re-enactment. Then, years later, the church next door played it on the bells as my father’s burial service was in progress. But I had no idea what the hymn was called, until now: Jesus Saves. And I only found out because I was pressed for time and bungled what I was trying to do.
Performed by the kids from Fountainview Academy, during their visit to Rome.
