Welcome!  Hymns have been and continue to be a real source of inspiration to me.  My desire in this blog is to share special hymns with my readers hoping that the words will minister to them, especially in times of great personal need.  If one of these hymns ministers to you, please take time to leave a comment so that I know that my blog is helping others as much as it helps me. Sometimes I will also provide a link where you can go to hear the hymn played.  So, please join me here each week and sing along as we praise God together.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

PRECIOUS PROMISE

In three weeks I will be the worship leader for a week at the Pinebrook Bible Conference. This summer their theme is "Rekindle the Fire" and they are reflecting back upon the great revivals and spiritual experiences at our denomination's former camp meeting at Mizpah Grove, in Allentown. This tent city came to an end 42 years ago, but for many of us "old-timers" there is a special place in our hearts for the memories of times of warm fellowship and spiritual challenge that we had there. While cleaning out my parent's house, I found three of the hymn books that were used at Mizpah during the years I attended. I had planned to pick out hymns to lead from these books until I realized that most of the campers at Pinebrook would be too young to even know them. So instead, I have been reading and singing through these hymns which I remember as a kid but are now gone for this generation. One of those that I remember is one written by Nathaniel Niles in 1873. The music was later written by Philip Bliss. It is a great reminder of the promise of Jesus to be with His children wherever they go, in the good times and in the bad times. Meditate on these words today and be encouraged that Jesus has promised never to leave us or forsake us.

(1) Precious promise God has given
To the weary passerby,
On the way from earth to Heaven,
"I will guide thee with Mine eye."
Refrain
I will guide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with Mine eye
On the way from earth to Heaven,
I will guide thee with Mine eye.

(2) When temptations almost win thee
And thy trusted watchers fly,
Let this promise ring within thee,
"I will guide thee with Mine eye."
Refrain
I will guide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with Mine eye
On the way from earth to Heaven,
I will guide thee with Mine eye.

(3) When thy secret hopes have perished
In the grave of years gone by,
Let this promise still be cherished,
"I will guide thee with Mine eye."
Refrain
I will guide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with Mine eye
On the way from earth to Heaven,
I will guide thee with Mine eye.

(4) When the shades of life are falling
And the hour has come to die,
Hear thy trusty Pilot calling,
"I will guide thee with Mine eye."
Refrain
I will guide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with Mine eye
On the way from earth to Heaven,
I will guide thee with Mine eye.

Listen to the music here. LISTEN

Sunday, July 19, 2009

IN THIS VERY ROOM

I was searching for a hymn this week when yesterday I received an e-mail from my cousing who is serving as a caretaker for two folks who mean so much to me. The last few days have been very stressful for all of them and my cousin ended her e-mail with the words of this song written by Ron Harris. I was so touched by the message that I had to do some research and I quickly found the background of it written by the author himself. Here is what he has written.

"Because there are now more than 350 recordings and over a million copies of IN THIS VERY ROOM in print, a great many people have wondered which room the song is about. In truth, the song will always be about whatever room it is sung in at any given moment. But the genesis of the song actually happened in a most unlikely place: a big old lonely hotel room at the Fairmont Hotel in New Orleans, Louisiana. I had been working in that very hotel as conductor for Carol Lawrence (Maria in West Side Story) for about a week. This particular night, after the show, I went back to my room and before going to bed I called home to my wife and children in Los Angeles to talk for a few minutes. During that conversation I really ached to be home with them. I fantacized crawling through the phone wire to magically be home with them in California.

After hanging up the phone, I turned off the lights and tried to go to sleep. I felt exceptionally lonely that night. I missed my family. Then, out of nowhere and in that pitch-dark room, the ideas of what became IN THIS VERY ROOM, came to me. And they came to me in the specific words that are now part of the song – with a heavy emphasis on "this VERY room". It was the word "very" that truly electrified me. I started thinking about what an awesome thing was happening in my VERY room in that VERY hotel. The word VERY enabled me to express, even to myself, how special I must be that, in the whole world; this was taking place in my VERY room. My loneliness vanished and I felt powerful and healed.

Well, being a songwriter, I was always on the alert to inspiring ideas. I knew then as I do now that any time words alone can do something like that to me, it was my job to ask if they could become a song. So I got out of bed in the total darkness and, without turning on a light, I found a pencil and wrote the first line of the song on some paper. I wrote in really large letters because I couldn't actually see anything in the dark. I got back in bed and fell asleep rather quickly, as I remember. My wife, Carol, arrived a couple of days later for a New Orleans weekend with me. We worked on the song at the piano in the hotel showroom. By the time she left for Los Angeles, the song was finished.

The song has never again been about my lonely hotel room. The song has its own life, its own ability to transform and inspire that no longer has anything to do with me at all. And that, I believe is why it has been so successful. Because whenever it is performed, due to the nature of the words, it is expressing something powerful and electrifying and entirely specific to the moment and the place. Its reach continues to amaze me."

In this very room there's quite enough love for one like me,
And in this very room there's quite enough joy for one like me,
And there's quite enough hope and quite enough power
to chase away any gloom,
For Jesus, Lord Jesus ... is in this very room.

And in this very room there's quite enough love for all of us,
And in this very room there's quite enough joy for all of us,
And there's quite enough hope and quite enough power
to chase away any gloom,
For Jesus, Lord Jesus ... is in this very room.

In this very room there's quite enough love for all the world,
And in this very room there's quite enough joy for all the world,
And there's quite enough hope and quite enough power
to chase away any gloom,
For Jesus, Lord Jesus ... is in this very room.

Listen to it here. LISTEN

Sunday, July 12, 2009

I MUST TELL JESUS

Elisha Hoffman was a pastor in Lebanon, PA many years ago. He related that there was a woman to whom God had permitted many visitations of sorrow and affliction. Coming to her home one day, he found her very much discouraged. She unburdened her heart, concluding with the question, "Brother Hoffman, what shall I do?" Accoding to Hoffman, "I quoted from the Word and then added, You cannot do better than to take all of your sorrows to Jesus. You must tell Jesus." For a moment she seemed lost in meditation. Then her eyes lighted as she exclaimed, "Yes, I must tell Jesus." As Hoffman left her home he had a vision of that joy-illuminated face … and he heard all along his pathway the echo, "I must tell Jesus. I must tell Jesus." After reaching home, Hoffman wrote both the words and the music to this comforting hymn. It always amazes me how so many of the great hymns were written so quickly and often resulted from experiences of sorrow and pain. Maybe today your burdens are very heavy and you don't know what to do. Let the words of this week's hymn tell you what you should do.

(1) I must tell Jesus all of my trials,
I cannot bear these burdens alone;
In my distress He kindly will help me,
He ever loves and cares for His own.
Refrain:
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

(2) I must tell Jesus all of my troubles,
He is a kind, compassionate Friend;
If I but ask Him He will deliver,
Make of my troubles quickly an end.
Refrain:
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

(3) Tempted and tried I need a great Savior,
One who can help my burdens to bear;
I must tell Jesus, I must tell Jesus:
He all my cares and sorrows will share.
Refrain:
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

(4) What must I do when worldliness calls me?
What must I do when tempted to sin?
I must tell Jesus, and He will help me
Over the world the vict'ry to win.
Refrain:
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

Listen to the hymn here. LISTEN

Sunday, July 5, 2009

THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER

In 1814, Francis Scott Key wrote the poem, Defense of Fort McHenry. The poem was later put to the tune of (John Stafford Smith's song) The Anacreontic Song, modified somewhat, and retitled The Star Spangled Banner. Congress proclaimed The Star Spangled Banner the U.S. National Anthem in 1931. You may wonder why I've chosen this as the hymn of the week. Certainly on this holiday weekend it is appropriate. But if you are like me, you know the first verse and probably have heard the others. But they are seldom sung and probably the last verse, in particular, is probably not politically correct. Maybe at some point in the future the ACL or other liberal groups will get it eliminated or rewritten. But before that happens, take time to read all the verses and then concentrate on the last one and consider these "politically incorrect" but powerful words - "Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land, Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"

(1) Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

(2) On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

(3) And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

(4) O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
Between their lov'd homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!