Sunday, November 1, 2026

Old Fashioned Sunday Hymn Sing #154


Welcome to the 154th Old Fashioned Sunday Hymn Sing!

I miss the old hymns that I remember from my childhood - there were no drums, no electric guitar and no mind numbing beat. It was just voices and maybe a piano or an organ. The choir led the congregation in singing - and the words of these hymns are poetic. I realize that there is a need for the modern "seeker oriented" worship music - but it is also necessary to have deeper songs (no offense intended to anyone who prefers the newer church songs).

I decided to have an "Old Fashion Sunday Hymn Sing" once a month on this blog.
I personally do NOT have a great singing voice - I used to play the guitar & piano but my voice is NOT an instrument. That's the great thing about this digital hymn sing, you can warble along without being embarrassed or without offending anyone else.

The hymns that we will be studying are taken from an old hymnal from a Baptist church that is no longer in existence - "The North American Hymnal" published in 1956 by "THE ROGER WILLIAMS PRESS"

I will also try to find a version of the featured hymn on "YouTube" to share with you each month.


Today's featured hymn is "There Is a Land of Pure Delight" and the author is Isaac Watts.  This author had more than 800 hymns published.  He started writing at the age of seven. Some consider him to be the greatest among hymn-writers.
The author said that his inspiration for this hymn came from 
Hebrews 11:16:
"Instead, they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them."
We are actually studying Hebrews chapter 11 in a series called "By Your Faith" - below are the 6 parts so far (many more parts to come):



I have included two videos of this hymn (after the lyrics below).  The second video is a more modern version of this song.
Enjoy!


Turn with me to number 538 in your hymnals and let's sing:


There Is a Land of Pure Delight
written by Isaac Watts (1674-1748) & composed by George F. Root (1820-1895)

1. There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign;  Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.  There everlasting spring abides, And never withering flowers;  Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.


2.  Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green;  Soto the Jews old Canaan stood, While JOrdan rolled between.  But timorous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea;  And linger, shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away.


3.  O could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes;  Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.



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