This is one of those good old 19th century hymns (1864), Shall We Gather at the River? The kind my Uncle Bernie used to listen to in his car, before he passed the car (and the tapes) on to me. Sung and played by Nathan and Lyle, plus family and friends, in Denton County, Texas.
This is the hymn that was with me last night, one of my Uncle Bernie’s favorites: Shall We Gather at the River, performed by the kids of Fountainview Academy.
How I would love to meet you folks out there in person! But I think we’ll meet at tht river–the wonderful river that flows past the throne of God.
This was one of my Uncle Bernie’s favorite hymns. Obliged to rush out to the doctor’s this morning, I don’t have time to be very selective. Note the baby sort of taking part with the other two generations: courtesy of Nathan and Lyle from Denton County, Texas, music-folk-play-hymns.com .
I can never hear this beloved, old-fashioned hymn without thinking of my Uncle Bernie, a wonderful, big-hearted man who late in life finally achieved his dream of being ordained as a minister in the Methodist Church. This hymn was one of his favorites–Shall We Gather at the River, sung by Burl Ives.
Sorry I’m late–wanted to get my bike ride in before it rained.
As we machete our way through the tangled, gloomy jungle of this present age, it helps to know we’re actually going somewhere, and that God will see to it that we get there. And that’s what this lovely old hymn is about. Keep going, everybody, we’re getting there! Shall We Gather at the River, sung by Burl Ives.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High. –Psalm 46:4
I’ve encountered this hymn, as background music in this or that thing I was watching, several times lately–which can only mean the Lord wants me to post it.
Shall We Gather at the River–a well-loved classic hymn, and I wish I knew who these singers are, who sing it so beautifully. When I try to sing it, my voice breaks. That’s been happening to me lately whenever I try to sing a hymn. I hope I’m not turning into a softy.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God… Psalm 46:4
A good, old-fashioned hymn to grace our morning, in a family sing-along style: Shall We Gather at the River?
I have been remiss and not publishing Nathan and Lyle’s website, so let me correct that omission right away– http://www.music-folk-play-hymns.com
All their hymns are archived there, along with help for those of us who’d like to play or sing along with our own guitars, harmonicas, or whatever else we might have. I can play the harmonica, but I can’t play it and sing at the same time.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most high… (Psalm 46:4)
I love this old hymn, and the way Tennessee Ernie Ford sings it. My Uncle Bernie, a good and godly man, used to play it in his car. I know I’ve posted it before–but what’s the harm in one more time?
Before I go rushing off to sit in the doctor’s waiting room, let me post this good old hymn.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High… Psalm 46
Whatever the day brings, may the Holy Spirit fortify me. I’ll need it.