Think how many times Doc Watson must have sung this hymn in public; and yet he’s still so moved by it, his voice almost breaks. What a Friend We Have in Jesus–and what a friend we need.
I’ve been taking it to him in prayer a lot, these last two days: my wife is having a very hard time with her breathing. Please unite your prayers to ours: O Jesus, thou Son of David–have mercy on us, and heal my wife. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
People stop and smile when I walk down the street whistling this hymn, What a Friend We Have in Jesus. All hope for us is not yet gone.
Sung by EpicYouthWatsonville. High country by God the Father.
Linda posted this in a comment the other day. The story behind the hymn: I didn’t know it. I stand in awe of the saint who wrote those words.
You don’t mind if I post one of my favorite hymns this morning, do you? Doc Watson singing What a Friend We Have in Jesus–how many hundreds of times do you reckon he’s sung this hymn in public? And he still can’t get through it without choking up. Well, if I am moved to whistle it while I walk, it’s not unknown for some to stop and listen: and to say “Thank you!”
If this hymn doesn’t stir your soul, better check to see if you still have one: What a Friend We Have in Jesus.
Doc Watson, with untold thousands of hours of experience performing songs and hymns, feels this one so keenly, he is almost unable to get through it without his voice breaking. Doc, we know! Same thing happens to me when I try to whistle it. In fact, it’s happening to me now: the ineffable joy of feeling the presence of the Lord.
What a Friend We Have in Jesus–sometimes I whistle it as I walk along, and sometimes someone else will pause in whatever he’s doing, look up, and smile. There’s hope for us yet.
Turn up the volume and sing along.
I need comfort today, and this is maybe the most comforting hymn I know: What a Friend We Have in Jesus, here performed by the kids at Fountainview Academy. I love to whistle this hymn when I walk alone.
We’re back from the vet’s. Robbie freaked out in the car. She wasn’t the only one. I decided I’d better pray: and this was the hymn I whistled, as loud as I could, the rest of the way there–What a Friend We Have in Jesus, here sung by Alan Jackson. This is the hymn that got me there with my eyeballs still in my head.
My baby had her blood taken for analysis, and received a thorough hands-on exam. The vet says the most likely culprit for Robbie’s condition is hyper-thyroid. There are other much grimmer possibilities, but she didn’t see any signs pointing to any of them. The blood work will be ready tomorrow afternoon.
I’m kind of wrung out by now, and I need to get outdoors and air out my brain.
If this isn’t one of your favorite hymns, one that moves you every time you hear it, I can’t help it–What a Friend We Have in Jesus. Here performed by the students at Fountainview Academy, outdoors in British Columbia.
This is one of my favorite hymns. I love to whistle it, as loud as I can, when I’m walking alone through a quiet part of town. I mean, if this hymn doesn’t stir your heart, I don’t know what will.
So here’s a beautiful rendition of a beautiful hymn, sung by The Church of God–and who knew so many people could sing a capella and have it turn out right? Written in 1855, What a Friend We Have in Jesus is still a well-beloved hymn today.