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We start our blogging day with a hymn–O Worship the King, sung the old-fashioned way by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.
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‘O Worship the King’
Robert Grant wrote this hymn, inspired by Psalm 104, in 1833. It was the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica.
O Worship the King, sung the old-fashioned way by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.
Bonus Hymn, ‘O Worship the King’
I’m pooped. The email problem that stymied us last week went away as mysteriously as it came, and I was able to send my weekly column to Newswithviews. And so, for the time being, here’s something better. Certainly more restful.
This is the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica, back in the Bronze Age. I still love it. O Worship the King, sung during the NBA Big Sing at Durham Road Baptist Church, Gateshead. Background sets, plus charming little bird, by God the Father.
‘O, Worship the King’
This has always been one of my favorite hymns–and I think the first one I learned to play on the harmonica: O Worship the King, performed in 18th-century style by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.
‘O Worship the King’
O Worship the King, sung by the Pilgrim Mennonite Mission, with background sets by God the Father–the first hymn I taught myself to play on my harmonica.
‘O Worship the King’
This was the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica–O Worship the King. Sung here by the Pilgrim Mennonite Mission Choir. Background sets by God the Father.
‘O, Worship the King’
I’ve always loved this hymn–it was the first one I learned to play on my harmonica–and this has become my favorite rendition of it: O Worship the King, by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band. And the class works of art don’t hurt, either.
Bonus Hymn, ‘O Worship the King’
At the risk of wearing out its welcome, I’m moved to present this hymn again–I want to hear it one more time before I don my hazmat suit and check out the nooze. O Worship the King reminds us what really matters: we live in a Creation owned, operated, maintained, and redeemed by the sovereign might and wisdom of a loving, righteous God.
Sung by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.
‘O, Worship the King’
In the absence of any reader requests, let me start the day with one of my favorites–O, Worship the King: the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica. Singing by the choir and congregation at the Durham Road Baptist Church. Gorgeous background sets by God the Father, maker of heaven and earth.
We Defy the Gloom and Doom!
We know it’s mere extortion: “Submit to a global government, or die!” “Your tax money or your life!” And so on.
Absent from all the humanist gloom-and-doom scenarios is any acknowledgement of God–who made the heavens and the earth, and all that is in them; who sustains them moment to moment by His providence; of whom it is written, “God is love.” The Lord of hosts, mighty in battle: there is no God like Jehovah.
So, yeah, fine–civilizations come and go, He sets ’em up and He sets ’em down according to His sovereign purpose. For all those civilizations toppling into the landfill of history, well–God’s word has outlived them all and God’s people are still here. It doesn’t just turn into Mad Max.
Twice God overthrew the world: first, when He drowned it in the Great Flood, and again, when He confounded their language as they were building the Tower of Babel. It belongs to Him, it’s His property. But of course the unbelievers, who would be as gods themselves, need a scenario in which man, without God, destroys the world.
Because the earth is the Lord’s, and we are His people, the sheep of His hand, we defy the humanist gloom and doom and proclaim the coming of the Lord–in His own good time, when He’s thoroughly good and ready. We know that Jesus Christ the Son of God didn’t die on the cross, rise from the tomb, show Himself alive to those who’d seen Him die, and ascend into heaven for nothing. So you can all tear down and replace civilizations to your hearts’ content: but we are Christ’s people, sunshine–not yours, not the state’s, but His, redeemed with His blood and heirs to His promise.
Sing the hymn loud and sing it louder! Worship the King, all glorious above.
(Sung by the congregation at Durham Road Baptist Church, in the NBA Big Sing.