I like the modern songs of worship. The wave-your-arms-in-the-air or pump-your-fist exciting music. The clap-in-time and hoot-and-holler-at-the-end type of music.<\/p>\n
But there’s nothing that can beat the old-fashioned hymns, tried by generations of believers, refined through decades (even centuries) of worshipers.<\/p>\n
There’s something about knowing that you are joining a host of saints before you, singing an old chorus. There’s something about meditating on the same words by which some predecessor lived and died<\/i>.<\/p>\n
You don’t need to be in a packed auditorium when you’re singing a hymn. Even if it’s just you in your car on the way home from work in Grand Island, you know you’re joining a community of believers.<\/p>\n
Also, there’s nothing like going through a set of old hymns to awaken one’s mind to doctrine.<\/p>\n
To remind us of our weakness in spiritual battles–and Christ’s strength on our behalf:<\/p>\n
“Did we in our own strength confide
\nOur striving would be losing
\nWere not the right man by our side
\nThe man of God’s own choosing
\nDost ask who that may be
\nChrist Jesus, it is He
\nLord Sabaoth by name
\nFrom age to age the same
\nAnd He must win the battle”
\n~Martin Luther, “A Mighty Fortress Is Our God”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe glory of sins removed:<\/p>\n
“My sin–oh the bliss of this glorious thought–
\nMy sin, not in part but the whole
\nWas nailed to the cross
\nand I bear it no more
\nPraise the Lord,
\nPraise the Lord, oh my soul”
\n~H.G. Spafford, “It is Well with my Soul”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe eternal hope of Christ’s righteousness:<\/p>\n
“When He shall come with trumpet sound
\nO, may I then in Him be found
\nDressed in His righteousness alone
\nFaultless to stand before the throne.”
\n~Edward Mote, “The Solid Rock”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe great sacrifice of Christ on our behalf:<\/p>\n
“Well might the sun in darkness hide
\nAnd shut his glories in
\nWhen Christ, the Mighty Maker, died
\nFor man the creature’s sin”
\n~Isaac Watts, “At the Cross”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe promise of glorification:<\/p>\n
“Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
\nShall never lose its power
\n‘Til all the ransomed church of God
\nBe saved to sin no more.”
\n~William Cowper, “There is a fountain”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe sovereignty of God over nature:<\/p>\n
“That though the wrong seems oft so strong
\nGod is the Ruler yet”
\n~Malthie D. Babcock, “This is my Father’s World”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nGod’s goal to make us like Christ:<\/p>\n
“Come Desire of Nations, come!
\nFix in us Thy humble home
\nRise, the woman’s conquering seed
\nBruise in us the serpent’s head
\nAdam’s likeness now efface
\nStamp Thine image in its place
\nSecond Adam from above
\nReinstate us in Thy love.”
\n~Charles Wesley, “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe sacrifice that motivates my holiness:<\/p>\n
“For Thee all the follies of sin I resign…
\nI love Thee because Thou hast first loved me
\nAnd purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree…”
\n~Anonymous, “My Jesus, I love Thee”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nAnd then a rainbow rises above the road and in raptures of delight, I sing all the more. <\/p>\n
“This is my Father’s world
\nHe shines in all that’s fair
\nIn the rustling grass I hear Him pass
\nHe speaks to me everywhere.”
\n~Malthie D. Babcock, “This is My Father’s World”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"I like the modern songs of worship. The wave-your-arms-in-the-air or pump-your-fist exciting music. The clap-in-time and hoot-and-holler-at-the-end type of music. But there’s nothing that can beat the old-fashioned hymns, tried by generations of believers, refined through decades (even centuries) of worshipers. There’s something about knowing that you are joining a host of saints before you, … Read more An Old-Fashioned Hymn Sing<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[4,9],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10101"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10101"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10101\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10101"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10101"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10101"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}