Sunday, July 3, 2016

Old Fashioned Sunday Hymn Sing #43

Welcome to the 43rd 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 "Beneath the Cross of Jesus" written by Elizabeth C. Clephane (1830-1869) & composed by Frederick C. Maker (1844-1927).  
This author had a somewhat sickly and short life.  She lived most of her life in Edinburgh and died at the age of 39 due to lifelong illness.  Even though she was weak from her medical condition - she and her sister always helped out the poor people in her area and at one point she sold her horse to benefit a poor family.  Her hymns and poems were not published until after her death.

I have included 2 YouTube videos of this wonderful hymn!    ENJOY!

Turn with me to number 137 in your hymnals and let's sing:

Beneath the Cross of Jesus
written by Elizabeth C. Clephane (1830-1869) & composed by Frederick C. Maker (1844-1927)
1. Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand, The shadow of a mighty rock Within a weary land;  A home within the wilderness, A rest upon the way.  From the burning of the noon-tide heat, And the burden of the day.

2.   Upon that cross of Jesus Mine eye at times can see The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me;  And from my stricken heart with tears Two wonders I confess:  The wonders of redeeming love And my unworthiness.

3.   I take, O cross, they shadow For my abiding place;  I ask no other sunshine than The sunshine of His face;  Content to let the world go by, To know no gain nor loss, My sinful self my only shame, My glory all the cross.

A special thanks to "Kris Vonderahe" for sharing this with us!
by Angie Ouellette-Tower for photo Day_zpsb50f87c9.jpg


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