Category Archives: Songs on Monthly Theme

Giving My Time to God

Standard

We sang this hymn at the ordination service at the recent church conference my husband and I attended in Minnesota.  It reminded me that all our time belongs to God, and the way we spend it should reflect that.

Advertisements

Remember Me, Lord

Standard

Do Lord is a traditional African-American spiritual, and the author is unknown.  I don’t know if it is based on a particular scripture, but when I wrote my post about the two thieves on the cross, this is the song that came to my mind. Connecting the song and Bible story make it more meaningful for me.  I hope you’ll enjoy this version sung by Johnny Cash.

In Remembrance of Me

Standard

We hear those words on Sunday when we take Communion.  We need to come to the altar with the mindset of remembering that Jesus died on the cross for us.

Being the music person I am, I found a song.  “Remember” by Laura Story is a beautiful song, very simple, but the words are true:

This is the body that was torn for us
This is the blood that was spilt
Points to the pain you endured for us
Points to the shame, the blame, the guilt

Father, Son and Holy Spirit, come
Move our hearts to remember

This is the Lamb who was slain for us
So we the church may enter in
So bitter sweet when we think of You
The One who bore our curse, our sin

Father, Son and Holy Spirit, come
Move our hearts to remember, to remember

Father, Son and Holy Spirit, come
Father, Son and Holy Spirit, come
Move our hearts to remember

 

Precious Memories

Standard

 Precious Memories was written by John Wright as he reflected on the loss of his parents and son. The song explains why the memory of the righteous is blessed.  Published in 1920 it quickly became an immediate hit with average people everywhere. Unfortunately the publishing company did not honor their original contract and John received only $36 for his song–the first and only payment.  He ended his life as a janitor of a local business.  How has God blessed you with precious memories?

A Prayer

Standard

This song by Eddie Espinosa has been around a while, but it’s always fresh.  I think of it as a prayer that is sung.

Change my heart Oh God, make it ever true.
Change my heart Oh God, may I be like You.
You are the potter, I am the clay,
Mold me and make me, this is what I pray.
Change my heart Oh God, make it ever true.
Change my heart Oh God, may I be like You.

A Sacrificial Change

Standard

“…Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.”  Philippians 2:5-6

We think of the sacrifice Jesus made by dying on the cross, but do we even remember His first sacrifice?  God Himself gave up the glory of heaven to be incarnated as a helpless human baby.  What a humiliating change!  You might compare it to one of us becoming an ant, or a worm.  Yet He made that change for us. It reminds me of this beautiful hymn:

What Wondrous Love Is This
By: American Folk Hymn

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this
That caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul!

When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down
Beneath God’s righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.

To God and to the Lamb I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb,
Who is the great I AM,
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing,
While millions join the theme, I will sing.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.
And when from death I’m free
I’ll sing His love for me,
And through eternity I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,
And through eternity I’ll sing on.

Remember the resurrection could not have happened without the incarnation.  They are chapters of the same story — the story that changed us from being dead in our sins to alive in Christ.

The Story of “Abide With Me”

Standard

ABIDE WITH ME v.2

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day.

Earth’s joys grow dim; It’s glories pass away

Change and decay In all around I see:

O Thou, who changest not, abide with me!

This hymn was written by Henry Francis Lyte, who was vicar in the fishing village of Lower Brixham, Devonshire, England in 1847.  He suffered from a lung condition which deteriorated into tuberculosis.  After preaching his last sermon before leaving for a holiday in Italy, he walked along the coast in quiet prayer, then retired to his room, emerging an hour later with the hymn, “Abide With Me.”  His diseased lungs gave out a few months later.  “Abide With Me” was first sung at his memorial service.

Image result for images of abide with me

Telling the Story

Standard
  1. I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
    Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love;
    I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true,
    It satisfies my longings as nothing else would do.
    • Refrain:
      I love to tell the story,
      ’Twill be my theme in glory,
      To tell the old, old story
      Of Jesus and His love.
  2. I love to tell the story, more wonderful it seems
    Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams;
    I love to tell the story, it did so much for me,
    And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.
  3. I love to tell the story, ’tis pleasant to repeat,
    What seems each time I tell it more wonderfully sweet;
    I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
    The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word.
  4. I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
    Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest;
    And when in scenes of glory I sing the new, new song,
    ’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.

    I have always liked this song, and this month it especially reminds me of the Bonhoeffer quote–all of us need to hear the gospel over and over, even those of us who have known it since childhood.

Send Me

Standard

This has always been one of my favorite hymns, and it certainly assures us that we can all do something to reach the lost.  Here are it’s story and words:

This hymn was written…while the author(Daniel March) was a pastor in Philadelphia [Pennsylvania]. On the 18th of October he was to preach, by request, to the Christian Association of that city. At a late hour he learned that one of the hymns selected was not suitable…In great haste, he says, he wrote the hymn, and it was sung from the manuscript.

Hark, the voice of Jesus calling,
Who will go and work today?
Fields are ripe and harvests waiting,
Who will bear the sheaves away?

Long and loud the Master calls us,
Rich reward He offers free;
Who will answer, gladly saying,
Here am I, send me, send me?

If you cannot cross the ocean,
And the distant lands explore,
You can find the lost around you,
You can help them at your door;
If you cannot give your thousands,
You can give the widow’s mite;
What you truly give for Jesus,
Will be precious in His sight.

If you cannot speak like angels,
If you cannot preach like Paul,
You can tell the love of Jesus,
You can say He died for all.
If you cannot rouse the wicked,
With the judgment’s dread alarms,
You can lead the little children
To the Savior’s waiting arms.

If you cannot be the watchman,
Standing high on Zion’s wall,
Pointing out the path to heaven,
Offering life and peace to all,
With your prayers and with your bounties
You can do what heaven demands;
You can be like faithful Aaron,
Holding up the prophet’s hands.

If among the older people,
You may not be apt to teach,
Feed My lambs, said Christ, our Shepherd,
Place the food within their reach.
And it may be that the children
You have led with trembling hand,
Will be found among your jewels,
When you reach the better land.

Let none hear you idly saying,
There is nothing I can do.
While the lost of earth are dying,
And the Master calls for you;
Take the task He gives you gladly;
Let His work your pleasure be;
Answer quickly when He calls you,
Here am I, send me, send me.

 

Refiner’s Fire

Standard

Years ago my sister went on an Emmaus weekend (this is the Methodist version of the 3 day Lutheran Via de Cristo retreat).  This song was the theme for her weekend, and it came to me last night.  It’s a good reminder that sometimes obedience is achieved through the fires of refinement.

“For who can endure the day of his coming, and who can stand when he appears?  For his is like a refiner’s fire and like fullers’ soap.  He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver, and he will purify the sons of Levi and refine them lie gold and silver, and they will bring offerings of righteousness to the Lord.”  Malachi 3:3