And Did the Holy and the Just – Anne Steele

As I mentioned last Sunday, dear friends, I wanted to spend some time highlighting Anne Steele’s hymns. Today is another one from her, and while it was never as popular as the last, it’s just as beautiful and God glorifying. I hope these words bless you, as they blessed me, and that you all have a sweet day of fellowship. As always, beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

1 And did the holy and the just,
The sovereign of the skies,
Stoop down to wretchedness and dust,
That guilty man might rise?

2 Yes, the Redeemer left his throne–
His radiant throne on high–
Surprising mercy! love unknown!
To suffer, bleed, and die.

3 To dwell with misery here below,
The Saviour left the skies,
And sank to wretchedness and woe,
That worthless man might rise.

4 He took the dying traitor’s place,
And suffered in his stead:
For sinful man–oh, wondrous grace!
For sinful man he bled.

5 O Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell
In thine atoning blood!
By this are sinners saved from hell,
And rebels brought to God.

When I Survey Life’s Varied Scene – Anne Steele

I hope this finds you all doing well, dear ones. I’m so excited to discuss the sister who wrote this hymn. Anne Steele (1717-1778) published this hymn in 1760, although it was written much earlier in her life. There are two version of this song, the short one and the long one. I find both to be absolutely, breathtakingly, encouraging. You see, beloved, Anne was an invalid, and it’s been long believed that she had malaria. Still it’s said that she was lively, joyful, and always interested in a discussion of theology. She wrote this hymn after her fiancé died, drowning on the day they were to marry. Although she was proposed to by another hymn writer later in her life, she remained unmarried. This hymn was written at a time when trusting Gods sovereignty must have been difficult. I hope this blesses you as much as it blessed Becca and I.

Anne Steele Hymn by Becca Barner

When I Survey Life’s Varied Scene

I. When I survey life’s varied scene,
Amid the darkest hours,
Sweet rays of comfort shine between,
And thorns are mix’d with flowers.

II. Lord, teach me to adore thy hand,
From whence my comforts flow;
And let me in this desert land
A glimpse of Canaan know.

III. Is health and ease my happy share?
O may I bless my God;
Thy kindness let my songs declare,
And spread thy praise abroad.

IV. While such delightful gifts as these,
Are kindly dealt to me,
Be all my hours of health and ease
Devoted, Lord, to thee.

V. In griefs and pains thy sacred word,
(Dear solace of my soul!)
Celestial comforts can afford,
And all their pow’r control.

VI. When present suff’rings pain my heart,
Or future terrors rise,
And light and hope almost depart
From these dejected eyes,

VII. Thy pow’rful word supports my hope,
Sweet cordial of the mind!
And bears my fainting spirit up,
And bids me wait resign’d.

VIII. And O, whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sov’reign hand denies,
Accepted at thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise:

IX. “Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From ev’ry murmur free;
The blessings of thy grace impart,
And let me live to thee.”

X. “Let the sweet hope that thou art mine,
My path of life attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And bless its happy end.”

Today the shortened version of this hymn, entitled Father, Whate’er of Earthly Bliss, is more often in use. Both are beautiful, although I’m partial to the longer version. I couldn’t find the longer version being song, so here’s a choir singing the shorter version.

This is the Day That the Lord Hath Made – Issac Watts

There are times when the strain of this sinful world threatens to overwhelm me, dear ones. When things are being written that make me wonder how professing Christians could think it was acceptable. When Christians in other countries are being imprisoned and martyred. When lies are being told, and hatred is masked by manipulation. When the walls are closing in, and there’s nothing I can do about any of these things. I had a conversation with a brother-in-Christ recently, we were talking about commentaries and I mentioned how I had hoped to find more time for reading them. He gave me wonderful advice, he said that he stops in his study of Scripture and prays. It refocuses him, and makes his time in Gods Word sweeter.

I felt like Christian in Doubting Castle, the key to escape was in his pocket the whole time. The answers to my inability to fix these issues was here all the time, prayer. This causes me to want to praise and worship, to shout out my thanksgivings to God! What mercy is this? What kindness? A wretch like me, sinful , weak, impatient, and in a daily battle with the flesh, can come before the thrice holy God, before His throne, to pray to Him? I can’t even get ahold of my own state Senator but I can go before the King of Kings? Truly this God we serve is worthy of all praise, and honor, and glory! I hope this hymn blesses you, as its blessed me, and as always beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

This is the day the Lord has made;
He calls the hours His own;
let heav’n rejoice, let earth be glad,
and praise surround the throne.

Today he rose and left the dead,
and Satan’s empire fell;
today the saints His triumphs spread,
and all His wonders tell.

Hosanna to th’anointed King,
to David’s holy Son.
help us, O LORD, descend and bring
salvation from Your throne.

Blest be the Lord, who comes to us
with messages of grace;
who comes, in God His Father’s name,
to save our sinful race.

How Great Thou Art – By Carl Boberg

Hello wonderful HumbleBees,

Today, we have an awesome hymn, “How Great Thou Art.” We sang this recently at my church and have really been enjoying finding different versions of this song by different artist Below I am adding one of them that I think you all might like. I am also adding a Psalm I kept seeing while looking up about this particular hymn.  Psalm 145:3 Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised, and his greatness is unsearchable. Praying this small reminder will bless you all today. 

Happy Sunday Y’all,

Becca Barner

 

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 Hello again, dear ones, I hope this finds you all doing well! I’m so thankful Becca found this hymn for us today, and created such beautiful graphics to go alongside it. I wanted to write a quick bit of history for this hymn, as I found it quite interesting. Carl Boberg wrote “How Great Thou Art” in 1885 and when Stuart Hine translated it to English he added a couple lines himself. Popularized during the Billy Graham “crusades” it ranks second here in America, following Amazing Grace as the most beloved hymn. This particular hymn is based on Deuteronomy 33:26, “There is none like God, O Jeshurun, who rides through the heavens to your help, through the skies in his majesty.” Does your church sing hymns, modern songs, a mixture of both? Which one do you prefer? I hope you have a blessed day of fellowship, as always, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.


How Great Thou Art

O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder

Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made

I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder

Thy power throughout the universe displayed

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee

How great Thou art, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee

How great Thou art, how great Thou art

And when I think of God, His Son not sparing

Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in

That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing

He bled and died to take away my sin

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee

How great Thou art, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee

How great Thou art, how great Thou art

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation

And lead me home, what joy shall fill my heart

Then I shall bow with humble adoration

And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee

How great Thou art, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee

How great Thou art, how great Thou art

I Sing the Almighty Power of God – Issac Watts

New year, dear ones, but back to digging through old hymns I’ve never heard before. Aided today by Becca’s beautiful graphics, we bring you another Isaac Watts hymn. There’s an important distinction I hope we can all remember today, between praising God through worship, and singing catchy songs. The man centered drivel we find on modern “Christian” radio stations is the latter, what we are required to bring before the Lord is the first. What I love about the old hymns is their focus on glorifying the only one who ought to receive glory, God. I hope this will bless you, and as always, beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

We sing the mighty power of God 
that made the mountains rise, 
that spread the flowing seas abroad 
and built the lofty skies. 
We sing the wisdom that ordained 
the sun to rule the day; 
the moon shines full at his command, 
and all the stars obey. 

We sing the goodness of the Lord 
that filled the earth with food; 
he formed the creatures with his word 
and then pronounced them good. 
Lord, how your wonders are displayed, 
where’er we turn our eyes, 
if we survey the ground we tread 
or gaze upon the skies. 

There’s not a plant or flower below 
but makes your glories known, 
and clouds arise and tempests blow 
by order from your throne; 
while all that borrows life from you 
is ever in your care, 
and everywhere that we can be, 
you, God, are present there. 

Songs of Sovereign Grace – By Irvin Mack

This, dear ones, is a simple and beautiful hymn written by Irvin Mack. Mostly, I enjoy the very complicated hymns with long and deep lines. But from time to time, ones like this catch my eye. I hope that it blesses you, as it blessed me. As always, beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

Let the voice of praising
Come from all the race,
All our songs upraising
Songs of Sovereign Grace.

Songs of Sovereign Grace,
Songs of Sovereign Grace,
Soon we’ll sing up yonder
Songs of Sovereign Grace.

We shall soon behold Him,
See Him face to face,
Then we’ll sing the sweeter,
Songs of Sovereign Grace.

Songs of Sovereign Grace,
Songs of Sovereign Grace,
Soon we’ll sing up yonder
Songs of Sovereign Grace.

When we seek to enter
That most holy place
We will come rejoicing,
Saved by Sovereign Grace.

Saved by Sovereign Grace,
Saved by Sovereign Grace,
Soon we’ll sing up yonder
Saved by Sovereign Grace.

A Very Cliche Christmas Hymn

I know, I know, I usually dig deep into the varied hymnal books of the past and find the most random song to share with you. I find that I have become predictable in this Sunday post. So, I’m throwing you all a curveball, and picking a very cliche Christmas hymn, Silent Night. When I was little everything was chaotic, there was no stability in our home. But one thing that was always a source of comfort was the Christmas tree. My mom would let us drown that thing in tinsel without hesitation, and I would sleep on the couch each night falling asleep to the glittering tree and Silent Night.

This song was all the theology my little heart had, but it was enough to convince my childlike mind that God was real and Jesus had come to earth all those years ago. Even as a false convert, I later sang this hymn to Kayliegh as if it were a lullaby. This is the last Christmas hymn I’ll be sharing this year. We’re heading into 2020, can you believe that? I hope this is a blessing to you all as it is to me. As always, beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.

Silent night! Holy night! 
All is calm, all is bright 
’round yon virgin mother and child.
Holy infant, so tender and mild, 
sleep in heavenly peace, 
sleep in heavenly peace. 

Silent night! Holy night! 
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar,
heav’nly hosts sing alleluia;
Christ, the Savior, is born! 
Christ, the Savior, is born! 

Silent night! Holy night! 
Son of God, love’s pure light,
radiant beams from thy holy face,
with the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth, 
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

Silent night! Holy night!
wondrous star, lend thy light;
with the angels let us sing
alleluias to our King;
Christ, the Savior, is born!
Christ, the Savior, is born!