Had a lot of trouble making it through the night; and when I saw down and opened the computer, I was already just about ready for the glue factory.
But this hymn, We Are Not Alone–performed here by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute Singers–woke me up, and now I’m ready to continue.
I’m lined up for more doctoring this morning, but I do have time to post a hymn–O God, Our Help in Ages Past, sung by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute Singers.
I’m afraid I’m going to get more bad news today, so please pray for me.
Would you believe we used to sing this in high school, on assembly days? We have fallen such a long way down.
Oh God, Our Help in Ages Past–by Isaac Watts in 1719, sung here by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute choir.
We have a hymn request from SlimJim to start the day–How Deep the Father’s Love For Us, performed by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute Singers.
The hymn shop’s open now, so if you have a hymn you’d like to share, just let us know.
Phoebe asked for this one, so here it is–O God, Our Help in Ages Past. Written in 1719 by Isaac Watts and still going strong, sung here by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute choir–and would you believe we used to sing this in high school, in assembly?
I’m posting this hymn because, when I went outside today, they played it on the bells of St. Francis, across the street. I took it as a sign–O God, Our Help in Ages Past, by Isaac Watts (1719), sung by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute Singers.
We greatly appreciate your prayers for us, everybody; please keep them coming.
O Lord, we need some of that help; we are in very sore need of it. Please, Lord Jesus, heal us: and deliver our Robbie out of danger. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
No hymn requests this morning, no entries in the hymn contest, so I’ll have to pick the hymn myself.
O God, Our Help in Ages Past–written by Isaac Watts in 1719, sung here by the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute: would you believe we used to sing this in high school, for assembly? But that was before secular humanism became the state religion.
I’m feeling kind of out of sorts today, and I scanned a couple of news sites to see if there was anything I ought to write about.
But there was nothing there–just more of the same old fallen world stuff. Democrat tantrums. The Swamp resists being drained. Spain on the brink of civil war. Elizabeth Warren, taking a break from her ongoing pretense of being some kind of Cherokee princess, accuses one of her law school professors of sexually assaulting her, way back when. The man died 20 years ago.
And lots of really dirty, porny stuff floating around in the culture: all-new Virtual Reality porn! We do take pride in our inventiveness.
So I thought I’d post another hymn instead, because these days, if you really want good news, you’re only going to find it in Jesus Christ Our Savior.
My Jesus, I Love Thee: written in 1846, sung by the Sharon Singers of the Sharon Mennonite Bible Institute.