Requested by Susan, I Wonder as I Wander–an “epic version” by Simon Khorolskiy.
I have to admit my daily perusal of the nooze distresses me. Never has so much power–and wealth–been accumulated by so few: and their purposes are evil.
“But the Lord is our defense: Jesu, defend us!” –King Alfred the Great
Starting the day with a hymn, requested by Erlene: I Asked the Lord, by Carroll Roberson.
We take hymn requests from everyone, but only four or five of you actually make them. If there’s any way to get readers more involved, I haven’t found it yet.
This is an evil age, and we need our hymns.
I’d never heard this hymn before–Standing on the Promises. Performed by the students at Fountainview Academy on their trip to Hawaii. See how clear that water is! I’ve never seen that, here in New Jersey.
There’s hardly anybody here right now, and we’re open all day for hymn requests.
Our dear friend Erlene isn’t feeling quite the ticket today, so let’s cheer her up by posting one of her favorite hymns, He’s Still God, by Carroll Roberson. Our prayers are with you, Erlene–bounce back.
“It is the Lord’s mercy we are not consumed,” said Jeremiah, once. He spoke truth: we wouldn’t last ten minutes without it.
We like to start our day with a hymn. This hymn, today–Great Is Thy Faithfulness, sung by the Blue Rock Mennonite Youth.
I’ve heard this hymn played on the bells of St. Francis, across the street from my home, for years. Only now have I found out what it’s called: Majestic Sweetness Sits Enthroned.
We thank our friend SlimJim for requesting it. I don’t know who it is, doing the singing, but it’s beautiful.
We have no king but Jesus Christ!
Why do I post so many hymns?
Because we need them! As King Alfred said, “But the Lord is our defense: Jesu defend us!”
The crisis of our age is, as it has been from the beginning, a religious crisis. It is a war of worlds. It’s been going on since the serpent first seduced Eve in the garden.
Hymns and prayers–these are our ammunition. And the Gospel, and the Word, and the grace of God.
Requested by SlimJim: In Christ Alone, performed by Sounds Like Reign.
Requested by Joshua, Wings of Dawn, by Simon Khorolskiye. It’s all in Russian, but the story is acted out–a search for God’s Word, as a treasure.
Every denomination, it seems has its own set of lyrics to go with this hymn. But here we have the original Hyfrydol, sung in Welsh by a Welsh choir. I can’t translate a word of it, but I don’t think I have to: the music speaks for itself.
I am so late today! But I can’t help it. By the time the weekend comes around, I’m shot.
John Bunyan’s hymn, He Who Would Valiant Be–also known as To Be a Pilgrim–was inspired by a dream he had after reading Hebrews 11.
I do wish I could have a seat on this train! The North York Moors Railway wends its leisurely way through Goathland, Yorkshire.
I wonder if there’s a train that takes us to Heaven.