There have been a lot of proud and mighty enterprises that were supposed to last a thousand years, but didn’t. This ancient Irish hymn, Be Thou My Vision, has them all beat by a long shot: first sung in the 8th century, still loved today.
Requested by Joshua, sung by Maranatha, and in time for St. Patrick’s Day.
Susan asked for this one, The Lord of Sea and Sky, and here we have it by the National Youth Choir of Scotland. Fitting, isn’t it? We remember Samuel as a little boy, called by God during the night–he thought it was Eli, at first–and finally answering, “Here I am, Lord!”
Blessed are those who hear the call, and answer it.
Joshua requested this one–Mary, Mary, sung a capella by GLAD. Getting ready for the Easter season, everyone?
I love this hymn–I keep saying that: sorry–Leaning on the Everlasting Arms. Alan Jackson’s rendition is short and sweet.
Hey, everybody! We’re in Lent now, and Easter is coming. How about some requests for Easter and Lenten hymns?
I loved this hymn in Sunday school, I love it now–This Is My Father’s World. Joshua requested this instrumental version by the Quarter Note Quartet. No lyrics, so you have to let the music speak to you as music speaks, and the gorgeous scenery as beauty speaks: all the work of God’s hands.
As to how the musicians got to the top of that basaltic dome, your guess is as good as mine.
I just love this worship song, loved it ever since the first time I heard it, years ago on the radio–Thy Word is a Lamp unto My Feet, by Amy Grant. Caught myself whistling it again last night, just before bedtime.
I’m sure a lot of you have treasuries of favorite hymns inside your heads. Take one out and pass it around! You know we love to take hymn requests.
SlimJim asked for this one, There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood. Here we have it performed by the Norton Hall Band, at Southern Seminary.
Lent is here, so keep those hymn requests coming!
We have a hymn request from Phoebe, to open this season of Lent–O Sacred Head Surrounded, attributed to St. Bernard of Clairvaux.
Would you believe we sang this in seventh grade, in public school, as part of our spring concert?
It was better then. Come, Lord Jesus, come.
I hope nobody minds me posting this again–He Hideth My Soul, a classic Fanny Crosby hymn, here sung by Nathan and Lyle with family and friends in Denton County, Texas. I like to go with the first hymn that pops into my head–except, of course, when one of you makes a hymn request. You ask for it, I’ll post it!
This is an old German hymn from 1699, sung for us today by the Lutheran Warbler. This is the first time I’ve heard it.
If you’re new here, note that we love to take hymn requests. To make one, all you have to do is Leave a Reply anywhere on the blog, and we’ll do the rest.