A HYMN FOR TODAY – Still The Cause Before Us

Still The Cause Before Us

Let all who stand with Christ the Lord,
Each good and faithful servant,
Take up the shield and bear the sword,
With heart and spirit fervent.
Behind the Rock of Ages,
And armed with holy pages,
If God be for us, who can fear?
Oh, let us be courageous!

The early saints held fast indeed,
And One would soon reward them;
For mounted on His battle steed,
“The Word of God” came toward them.
And through the slaughter glorious,
His army rode victorious!
Their cause, now aged two thousand years,
Is still the cause before us.

Almighty God, whose outstretched arm
Is certain to defend us,
We pray, where’er the present harm,
“Into the conflict, send us!”
By calling and election,
With power and protection,
Our cross of duty leads from here
To crowns of resurrection.

O God, we know by pressing on,
A field is ever nearing;
Where all our mortal strength is gone,
We lie down in the clearing.
Should nightfall overtake us,
The morning hymn will wake us!
And when our Life and Light appears,
Immortal Father, take us.

8.7.8.7.7.7.8.7 – C.A. Roberts, 2002                                                                                                                                                                    Tune: EAKIN – Robert Schumann, arr.                                                                                                                                                                    arr. C.A. Roberts and Sarah Roberts Jenkins                                                                                                                                                      #521 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 2012

Song book content (1 of 2)

An interesting post (one of several) by a fellow blogger and hymn enthusiast.

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I’m calling this two-installment blog “Song book content” because its subjects, although they would typically be called “hymnals,” are more appropriately labelled “song books.”  The books that most churches use for “worship” content rarely consist primarily in hymns, so I’m not using the term “hymnal.”

First, we should define a few words, inasmuch as such definition is possible.

  1. Song. A song, simply put, has words and a melody.  (Purely instrumental music is not properly called “song.”)
  2. Gospel song. A gospel song, you might think has to do directly with the gospel message, i.e., the good news that Jesus came, died for mankind, and was raised.  However, in the U.S., the “gospel song” is generally understood to be a song other than a hymn, and other than a contemporary Christian song.  More specifically, gospel songs tend to predominate among church songs written during the 19th and the first half…

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A HYMN FOR TODAY – Our Day of Praise Is Done

Our day of praise is done;
The evening shadows fall;
But pass not from us with the sun,
True light that lightest all.

Around the throne on high,
Where night can never be,
The white-robed angels of the sky
Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee.

A little while, and then
Shall come the glorious end;
And songs of angels and of men
In perfect praise shall blend.

SM (6.6.8.6) – John Ellerton, 1871

Tune: ST. THOMAS – Aaron Williams, 1763

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

A Hymn Author Comments on One of His Best

A Hymn Author Comments on One of His Best

Matt Bassford on Writing “Exalted”

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, so that the surpassing greatness of the power will be of God and not from ourselves.

— 2 Corinthians 4:7 (NASB)

I can’t find my writer’s notebook from the late 1990s, but if memory serves, I wrote “Exalted” in April 1999, which makes this the 15th anniversary-ish of my having done so.  At the time, I had no inkling that it would make its way into the repertoire of the Lord’s church; indeed, to this day, its success leaves me both thankful and bemused.  Hopefully, my account of its creation will prove of interest.

In April 1999, I had no idea how to write hymns.  I had been through two sessions of Craig Roberts’ Hymninar; I could analyze hymns according to the technical trinity of rhythm, rhyme, and meter; but my own ability to duplicate what I had studied was negligible.  Writing an “Abide with Me” or “In the Hour of Trial” was as far beyond me as playing in the NBA.

That was a problem, because I had something I wanted to say.  It too came from Craig, from a sermon that he had preached for the Sunday-morning assembly of R.J. Stevens’ 1998 singing school.  It was entitled “The Glory and the Shame”, and it was a study of the contrast between Christ’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem and His crucifixion less than a week later.

I became fascinated with the rich irony of the Biblical account.  I said to myself, “I should write a hymn about that.”  I set pen to paper, gave it my valiant all. . . and failed ignominiously.  This was not a, “It’s not THAT bad, Matt” kind of failure.  It was more like, “Matt, are you sure that English was your first language?”  I am notoriously incapable of determining when something I’ve written is bad, but this time I could tell.  It was bad enough to set stray dogs to howling.

Like the builder of Swamp Castle, I tried again a few months later.  Also like the builder of Swamp Castle, I failed again.  The result looked sort of like a hymn, with rhymes and lines of the appropriate length.  However, it had all the elegance and grace of a cinder block.  Whatever one needed in order to capture the ironies of the crucifixion in rhyme and meter, I did not possess.

Fine.  I couldn’t write hymns.  So what?  I was still going to write THIS hymn!  In the depths of my frustration, I hit upon the expedient of structuring the hymn around parallels, like the Hebrew poets did, rather than using rhyme.  Once I made that mental switch, the rest was easy.  I banged out the first draft of “Exalted” in about half an hour, and that first draft was substantially what is sung today.

However, my work created another problem.  If some determined 20-year-old handed me “Exalted” today, I would tell him it couldn’t work as a hymn because the verse-to-verse structure is bad.  As most of our hymns do, “Exalted” has three verses, each intended to be sung to the same tune.   That same tune, then, must match the emotional feel of all three verses.  In most good hymns, all the verses have the same mood or at least reside in the same general part of the emotional spectrum.  This allows the composer to craft a joyful tune that matches the joyful mood of “Hallelujah!  Praise Jehovah!” or a rich, sorrowful tune that matches the sorrow of “When I Survey the Wondrous Cross”.

Those hymns have excellent verse-to-verse structure.  The verse-to-verse structure of “Exalted” is terrible.  It has one grand verse about the glories of Christ the King, one ironic verse about the vicious way He was received by His people, and one half-and-half verse about the different ways He is received today.

A hymn like that pulls a composer in two.  He can’t write a grand tune to match the first verse, because then it won’t match the second.  He can’t write an ironic tune to match the second verse, because then it won’t match the first.  All he can do is compose a neutral tune that kind-of matches the tone of the entire hymn, but neutral is boring is not sung is a failed hymn.

This is not a hypothetical.  I spent years writing hymns that failed because of bad verse-to-verse structure.  It still gives me more trouble than any other aspect of hymnwriting.  “Exalted” should have ended up on the dust heap with all of those other failed hymns.  It didn’t because I, having no idea what I was doing, asked Charli Couchman to write the music.

Charli is a phenomenally talented composer, but “Exalted” may remain her finest work.  She’s written plenty of good tunes to good hymns, but in “Exalted” she found a hymn that was destined to die and gave it life.  The flawed verse-to-verse structure meant that she could not write an interesting melody, because an interesting melody would be a mismatch to one or more verses.  Instead, she wrote a boring, flat melody and made it interesting, even unique, by passing it back and forth between parts.  The result is unlike anything I’m familiar with in the tradition of English hymnody, yet simple enough that a congregation with moderate musical gifts can pick it up.

Charli’s success was not apparent at first.  If you’ve ever heard a MIDI recording of “Exalted”, it’s terribly boring, and 15 years ago, the MIDI was all we had to go on.  However, when the hymn is sung, its chords swell and come to life, infusing both the glory and the suffering of Christ with grandeur.  It is quite an achievement.

By profession, I am inclined to supply morals to any story, so here are three.  First, it highlights the utility of good old-fashioned stubbornness.  Even a brick wall may cave in if you bang your head against it long enough.  Second, it helps to have friends who will rescue you from yourself and make you look good!

Finally, though, and most of all, I am reminded that when it comes to the gospel, the talents of the messenger are nothing next to the power of the message.  God is perfectly capable of taking a 20-year-old kid in central Missouri, a kid who doesn’t know anything and doesn’t know how to do anything, and using that kid to glorify Him.  If there are lines in “Exalted” that confuse you, that’s not because I was particularly profound in 1999.  It’s because I wasn’t a very good writer.

And yet, despite the warts, despite the flaws, despite all the things that I yearn to go back and red-pen, the majesty of the story of Jesus shines through.  That’s not only all that I can hope for from my hymns.  It’s also all I can hope for from me.

Posted by M. W. Bassford at 7:28 AM, Monday 14 April 2014

NOTE: EXALTED is #198 in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs

Read more, including comments, at http://hisexcellentword.blogspot.com/2014/04/writing-exalted.html

Your Hands: A 13th-Century Hymn Refreshed — and Refreshing

Your Hands: A 13th-Century Hymn Refreshed — and Refreshing

From Matt Bassford’s Excellent Blog:

http://hisexcellentword.blogspot.com/2014/03/your-hands.html

Your Hands

For dogs have surrounded me; 
A band of evildoers has encompassed me; 
They pierced my hands and my feet.
— Psalm 22:16 (NASB)O Christ the Shepherd, great and good,
Upon the tree suspended,
Your body pinned against the wood
And by Your hands extended.
O holy hands that all should hail!
New roses there are growing;
They bloom with red around each nail
Where many drops are flowing.Your cross arrests my inward sight,
Its plea, intense and fervent;
My understanding, will, and might–
Let each become Your servant!
Then draw me in Your love so wide
Before the cross I cherish,
For where Your hands were crucified,
There all my sin must perish.

Your holy hands I now embrace
With joy and lamentation;
I kiss the wounds that flow with grace
And weep at my salvation.
Now by Your sprinkled blood, I plead
For You alone to tend me,
And in my final hour of need,
Then may Your hands defend me!

Arnulf of Leuven, 13th cent.
tr. M. W. Bassford

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

“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 – 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