Chemotherapy and radiation leave your memory full of holes. Up until yesterday evening, I forgot these guys–Nathan (autoharp) and Lyle (guitar), plus assorted friends on assorted instruments.
But I’ve found my way back to them today, back to sweet old hymns like this one–Like a River Glorious, from 1876.
Yes. I know I’m late. Can’t get a decent night’s sleep.
How about an old-fashioned Sunday school favorite? Like a River Glorious, with Nathan on the autoharp and Lyle on guitar… from Denton County, Texas.
I wanted to post To Be a Pilgrim, but was afraid I’d worn out its welcome. Then this one popped into my head. Ah! Just right! Like a River Glorious, sung by the Smucker Family. Sets by God the Father: beauty the work of His hands.
I wrote this title down, just before I went to bed last night–Like a River Glorious, sung a capella by the Smucker Family. Oh, the background scenery! We used to have places like that around here. I miss them.
Like a River Glorious, sung in glorious harmony by The Smucker Family–what would you give, to put your boat upon that river? And I don’t know about you, but I find God’s handiwork, in the colors of the autumn leaves, as stirring as a song.
There is a river, the streams whereof make glad the city of God… (Psalm 46:4)
Reminded! God’s will shall indeed be done. All-righteous, all-wise, all-loving, almighty! Let his word flow like a great a nourishing river through out lives.
This morning’s hymn: Like a River Glorious, sung by the Smucker Family. Background sets by God the Father.
Like a River Glorious, sung by the Smucker family–I don’t know who chose these photographs, but whoever it was did a wonderful job of relating the hymn to God’s handiwork on earth.
Here it’s a dark and dreary, rainy morning, Labor Day is already upon us–wasn’t it Easter, just last week?–so we want a hymn to brighten up the day: Like a River Glorious, a classic from 1876, played by Nathan and Lyle and a couple of their friends. In someone’s living room. Any time you can get the Lord’s presence into your living room, go for it.
There are still young people in our colleges who can be an inspiration to us–and oh, what human voices can do, when they have the training for it!
This is the Crown College Choir performing Like a River Glorious at Temple Baptist Church, Knoxville, Tennessee.
I don’t even want to talk about the nooze we’ve heard so far this morning. This age is an age of monsters. Our fault, not God’s. We use our freedom to put ourselves in slavery.
Here’s something better: Like a River Glorious, sung by the Smucker family. Background sets by God the Creator.