A HYMN FOR TODAY — Through The Night of Doubt and Sorrow

Through the night of doubt and sorrow
Onward goes the pilgrim band,
Singing songs of expectation,
Marching to the promised land.
Clear before us through the darkness
Gleams and burns the guiding light;
Brother clasps the hand of brother,
Stepping fearless through the night.

One the light of God’s own presence,
O’er His ransomed people shed,
Chasing far the gloom and terror,
Bright’ning all the path we tread;
One the object of our journey,
One the faith which never tires,
One the earnest looking forward,
One the hope our God inspires.

One the strain that lips of thousands
Lift as from the heart of one;
One the conflict, one the peril
One the march in God begun,
One the gladness of rejoicing
On the far eternal shore,
Where the one almighty Father
Reigns in love for evermore.

Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers,
Onward, with the cross our aid!
Bear its shame, and fight its battle,
Till we rest beneath its shade.
Soon shall come the great awaking,
Soon the rending of the tomb;
Then the scatt’ring of all shadows,
And the end of toil and gloom.

8.7.8.7.D – Bernhardt S. Ingemann, 1859                                                                                                                   trans. Sabine Baring-Gould, 1867                                                                                                                                       Tune: HOLLINGSWORTH – Matthew L. Harber, 2010                                                                                          #689 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

His Excellent Word: How Firm A Foundation

His Excellent Word: How Firm A Foundation

New Blog by by Matt Bassford

SW: I have heard from fairly reliable sources that this was Robert E. Lee’s favorite hymn, sung in the camp revivals of the Confederate army. At the conclusion of Lee’s high church Episcopal funeral service, a common soldier began singing this hymn, soon joined by other of “Lee’s Miserables” who sang the entire hymn, acapella, from memory.

I thought it would be appropriate to make the first hymn-related post on this blog the hymn from which the blog title is taken.

 
Nevertheless, the firm foundation of God stands, having this seal, “The Lord knows those who are His,” and, “Everyone who names the name of the Lord is to abstain from wickedness.” 
— 2 Timothy 2:19 (NASB)
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said,
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?
“Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
“For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
“I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
“Upheld by My gracious, omnipotent hand.”
“When through the deep waters I cause thee to go,
“The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow,
“For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
“And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.”
“When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
“My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply.
“The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
“Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.”
“E’en down to old age all My people shall prove
“My sov’reign, eternal, unchangeable love;
“And when graying hairs shall their temples adorn,
“Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.”
“The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
“I will not, I will not desert to His foes;
“That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
“I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.”from Rippon’s Selection of Hymns, 1787, alt.
this version from Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012
Read more at http://hisexcellentword.blogspot.com

A Hymn For Today — Thine Is the Glory

Thine is the glory, risen, conqu’ring Son;
Endless is the vict’ry Thou o’er death hast won;
Angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
Kept the folded grave clothes where Thy body lay.

Lo! Jesus meets thee, risen from the tomb;
Lovingly He greets thee, scatters fear and gloom;
Let His church with gladness hymns of triumph sing,
For her Lord now liveth; death hath lost its sting.

No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life;
Life is naught without Thee; aid us in our strife;
Make us more than conqu’rors through Thy deathless love:
Bring us safe through Jordan to Thy home above.

[Refrain]
Thine is the glory, risen conqu’ring Son;
Endless is the vict’ry Thou o’er death hast won.

10.11.11.11 – Edmond L. Budry, 1884
trans. Richard B. Hoyle, 1923

Tune: MACCABEUS – George F. Handel, 1746
arr. Butt’s Harmonia Sacra, 1760

#255 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

“Hail the blest morn!”: Merry Christmas from Alexander Campbell

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Selina Huntington Campbell remembered in 1882 that

Dear Mr. Campbell was a lover of good music; he had when young received lessons in the art, but, as he said, “was born tuneless;” he understood time and loved to make a “joyful noise.” He could almost sing  “Hail the blest morn! When the great Mediator ” etc., and when riding together, through the vales and over the hills of Bethany, he was sure to commence with ecstacy : “’Tis not the law of ten commands,” but  always turned to the last verse :

“Israel, rejoice, now Joshua (Jesus) leads,

He’ll bring your tribes to rest;

So far the Saviour’s name exceeds,

The ruler and the priest.”

Ahh, the wonders of the internet, where an easy search of YouTube brings us here:

Authored by Reginald Heber (perhaps best known for Holy, Holy, Holy), the tune you hear in the clip is…

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A HYMN FOR TODAY – Songs of Praise the Angels Sang

A HYMN FOR TODAY

Songs of praise the angels sang,
Heav’n with alleluias rang,
When creation was begun,
When God spoke and it was done.

Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.

Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice,
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.

Heav’n and earth must pass away!
Songs of praise shall crown that day!
God will make new heav’ns and earth;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

7.7.7.7D – James Montgomery, 1819

Tune: HUMILITY – John Goss, 1871
arr. Charles L. Willis, 2011#213 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

Wow – talk about a “praise hymn!” These old hymns, unknown to many moderns due to disuse and disregard, just make me want to sing and praise the Lord!  Do they have the same effect on you?

A HYMN FOR TODAY — How Long Till the Morning?

A HYMN FOR TODAY

How Long Till the Morning?

Consider the mornings of this mortal land,
Each a new beginning from the Maker’s hand.
While the storms may gather ‘gainst the evening sky,
The day breaks cloudless in the morning.

Rise up to the battle, for the skies dawn clear;
Let us gather courage while the foe draws near.
Though the night falls weary, saints of God, march on!
And He’ll raise our banner in the morning.

When the trumpet sounds to signal Heaven’s day –
Resurrection morning when the dead shall wake –
What a glorious gath’ring when the Lord descends
And we rise to meet Him in the morning.

[Chorus]
How long till we see the morning?
How long till we see Your face?
O my Lord, guide us through our troubles
Till we rise above them in the morning.

Irr., C.E. Couchman, 1992

Tune: AURORA – C.E. Couchman, 1992

#712 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

HOW LONG TILL THE MORNING? compares the Christian life to a night of struggle and turmoil to be rewarded by the return of Christ “in the morning.” (Ps. 30:5; Jer. 49:14; Lam. 3:23; 1 Thess. 4:16-17; Rev. 6:10).

A HYMN FOR TODAY – Thou Art Merciful, O Father

A HYMN FOR TODAY

Thou art merciful, O Father,
Full of pity, love and grace;
Thou wilt not forever chasten,
Nor in anger hide Thy face.
High as heaven, vast and boundless,
Hath Thy lovingkindness been;
Far as east from west is distant
Hast Thou put away our sin.

Like a Father’s tender pity
Is God’s mercy toward His own;
For He knows our frame, rememb’ring
We are dust, our days soon gone.
Like a flower, blooming, fading,
Like the grass, we pass away;
But God’s righteousness and mercy
On His children rest alway.

In the heavens, well established,
Is His universal throne;
For His kingdom ruleth ever,
And His sway all kings shall own.
Bless Jehovah, ye His angels,
Bless Him, hosts of His control,
Bless Jehovah, all His creatures,
Bless Jehovah, O my soul!

8.7.8.7.D – Elmer L. Jorgenson, 1921

From Psalm 103:8-22

Tune: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, 1778
arr. Elmer L. Jorgenson, 1921

#28 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

William Billings (1746-1800): David’s Lamentation (Sacred Harp #268)

William Billings (1746-1800): David’s Lamentation (Sacred Harp #268)

Some readers of this blog will have also followed the drama of young Adam Smelser’s disappearance, death, and the search for his body, now recovered.  The stalwart faith of Adam’s parents and other family members have been inspirational to many.  No doubt many have had the text of David’s lament regarding his son Absalom in 2 Samuel 18:33 in mind.  Jared Saltz did a favor by providing a Facebook link to Eric Whitacre’s choral piece, “When David Heard” – see a performance at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2ZKKXCuaYc – which is a work of musical genius, though the dissonances are probably too difficult for those not trained in choral performances.

My own musical tastes run more to older American hymnody, and of course the well-known piece (“David’s Lamentation,” 1778) by William Billings (considered by many the first truly American composer and lyricist) springs to mind, and has been in my head for several days.  Billings’ composition is often performed, almost in “counterpoint,” to Whitacre’s in some choral performances.

Googling the Billings piece reveals quickly how international is its appeal – performed not only in its raw, “native” settings by Sacred Harp groups from the hotbed of fasola singing in the American South (Alabama, Georgia) to Cork, Ireland, and elsewhere, but in more formal contexts as well.  For example, the musical score and text from the Sacred Harp (#268) can be seen on a German fasola website (Bremen, Georgia to Bremen, Germany?) – http://www.sacredharpbremen.org/lieder/200-bis-299/268-david-s-lamentation –  and here is a link to a stirring rendition in the cathedral at Pontevedra, Spain, in 2007:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFXYA7nmYts

While you are listening, please say a prayer for Adam’s family, and thank the Almighty that we can live in the blessed hope of eternal life!

A HYMN FOR TODAY – Precious in His Sight

A HYMN FOR TODAY

Precious in His Sight

In our sorrow there is comfort;
Tears of anguish bring release;
Though we grieve, our hopes are strengthened;
In our loss, LORD, we find this peace:

Chorus:

Another race is finished; A burden is laid down;
The gate of heaven opens to the Sun!
How precious in Your sight, O LORD,
Is the death of a godly one.

From our birth, our days are numbered;
Though we flourish, soon we die,
But with this, our hope, to waken
Face to face with the risen Christ!

Chorus:

Another race is finished; A burden is laid down;
The gate of heaven opens to the Sun!
How precious in Your sight, O LORD,
Is the death of a godly one.

8.7.8.8 with chorus – C.E. Couchman, 2003

Tune: HOUCHEN – C.E. Couchman, 2003

#727 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

A HYMN FOR TODAY: Be Still, My Soul

A HYMN FOR TODAY

BE STILL, MY SOUL

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change, He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future, as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,
And all is darkened in the vale of tears,
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness all He takes away.

Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise
On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;
Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways;
So shall He view thee with a well-pleased eye.
Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine
Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.

Katherine von Schlegel, 1752; tr. Jane L. Borthwick (1855)

TUNE: FINLANDIA (Jean Sibelius, 1899)

#373 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012