This isn’t a congregational hymn, but instead a chorus from the “Easter” part of Handel’s Messiah called “He trusted in God”. The words are based on the first part of Matthew 27:43 are simply:
He trusted in God, let him deliver him, if he delight in him.
I went with a recording of the English Concert Choir singing it because they had the perfect derisive tone. The pictures are from York Minster.
It’s Maundy Thursday (Holy Thursday) so a Communion hymn is appropriate. I’m posting this one because I love the tune (Schmücke dich, o liebe Seele) and the words are exquisite.
Soul, adorn thyself with gladness,
Leave behind all gloom and sadness;
Come into the daylight’s splendor,
There with joy thy praises render
Unto Him whose grace unbounded
Hath this woundrous supper founded.
High o’er all the heavens He reigneth,
Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth.Hasten as a bride to meet Him
And with loving reverence greet Him;
For with words of life immortal
Now He knocketh at thy portal.
Haste to ope the gates before Him,
Saying, while thou dost adore Him,
Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee,
And I nevermore will leave Thee.He who craves a precious treasure
Neither cost nor pain will measure;
But the priceless gifts of heaven
God to us hath freely given.
Though the wealth of earth were proffered,
Naught would buy the fits here offered:
Christ’s true body, for thee riven,
And His blood, for thee once given.Ah, how hungers all my spirit
For the love I do not merit!
Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging,
Thought upon this food with longing,
In the battle well-nigh worsted,
For this cup of life have thirsted,
For the Friend who here invites us
And to God Himself unites us.In my heart I find ascending
Holy awe, with rapture blending,
As this mystery I ponder,
Filling all my soul with wonder,
Bearing witness at this hour
Of the greatness of Thy power;
Far beyond all human telling
Is the power within Him dwelling.Human reason, though it ponder,
Cannot fathom this great wonder
That Christ’s body e’er remaineth
Though it countless souls sustaineth,
And that He His blood is giving
With the wine we are receiving.
These great mysteries unsounded
Are by God alone expounded.Jesus, Sun of Life, my Splendor,
Jesus, Thou my Friend most tender,
Jesus, Joy of my desiring,
Fount of life, my soul inspiring, —
At Thy feet I cry, my Maker,
Let me be a fit partaker
Of this blessed food from heaven,
For our good, Thy glory, given.Lord, by love and mercy driven
Thou hast left Thy throne in heaven
On the cross for us to languish
And to die in bitter anguish,
To forego all joy and gladness
And to shed Thy blood in sadness.
By this blood, redeemed and living,
Lord, I praise Thee with thanksgiving.Jesus, Bread of Life, I pray Thee,
Let me gladly here obey Thee.
By Thy love I am invited,
Be Thy love with love requited;
From this Supper let me measure,
Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure.
Though the gifts Thou here dost give me
As Thy guest in heaven receive me.
(HT: Lutheran-Hymnal.Com)
I’m looking to Lutheran Warbler again for this one. She does an excellent job with this particular hymn even if she doesn’t sing every verse.
I am pretty sure I’ve heard this hymn before but it isn’t incredibly familiar today. My props to Thomas who linked it on Twitter today. It’s very simple and understated, two prereqs of mine for an acceptable Triduum hymn.
Glory be to Jesus,
Who, in bitter pains,
Poured for me the lifeblood
From His sacred veins!Grace and life eternal
In that blood I find;
Blest be His compassion,
Infinitely kind.Blest through endless ages
Be the precious stream
Which from endless torments
Doth the world redeem.Abel??s blood for vengeance
Pleaded to the skies;
But the blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries.Oft as it is sprinkled
On our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
Terror struck departs.Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Angel hosts, rejoicing,
Make their glad reply.Lift we then our voices,
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still and louder
Praise the precious blood!
(HT: Net Hymnal)
Thomas was nice enough to link two versions of this hymn on Twitter. The one I chose is by Warriors for Christ from Grove City College. The page pictured looks like it could have come out of the “old red book” (Service Book and Hymnal, also known as the SBH) though I’m pretty sure it isn’t.
I thought that I’d focus on my favorite hymns for Holy Week and the Triduum so you’ll be getting some rather… somber hymns this week.
Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,
See Him dying on the tree!
??Tis the Christ by man rejected;
Yes, my soul, ??tis He, ??tis He!
??Tis the long expected prophet,
David??s Son, yet David??s Lord;
Proofs I see sufficient of it:
??Tis a true and faithful Word.Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning,
Was there ever grief like His?
Friends through fear His cause disowning,
Foes insulting his distress:
Many hands were raised to wound Him,
None would interpose to save;
But the deepest stroke that pierced Him
Was the stroke that Justice gave.Ye who think of sin but lightly,
Nor suppose the evil great,
Here may view its nature rightly,
Here its guilt may estimate.
Mark the Sacrifice appointed!
See Who bears the awful load!
??Tis the Word, the Lord??s Anointed,
Son of Man, and Son of God.Here we have a firm foundation,
Here the refuge of the lost.
Christ the Rock of our salvation,
Christ the Name of which we boast.
Lamb of God for sinners wounded!
Sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded
Who on Him their hope have built.
(HT: Net Hymnal)
Fernando Ortega’s recording is by far the best. I love the Spanish influence of the guitar accompaniment.
I haven’t posted in a few days because I was in San Jose with my family for my 11th wedding anniversary. Interestingly, Palm Sunday and Easter this year line up exactly as they did the year I got married. Because it was Palm Sunday, I decided to go with appropriate music for the day.
Hosanna, loud hosanna, the little children sang;
Through pillared court and temple the lovely anthem rang.
To Jesus, who had blessed them close folded to His breast,
The children sang their praises, the simplest and the best.From Olivet they followed mid an exultant crowd,
The victor palm branch waving, and chanting clear and loud.
The Lord of men and angels rode on in lowly state,
Nor scorned that little children should on His bidding wait.??Hosanna in the highest!?? that ancient song we sing,
For Christ is our Redeemer, the Lord of heaven our King.
O may we ever praise Him with heart and life and voice,
And in His blissful presence eternally rejoice!
(HT: Net Hymnal)
I liked this particular arrangement with chorus and brass because Palm Sunday is one of those occasions where decent brass is warranted.
March Madness. The stupid basketball games have started again (later than usual) so I’m grumping about my CBS shows being pre-empted. Because I couldn’t care less about who wins, I thought I’d share some non-basketball alternatives, of which there seem to be an abundance this year.
Lent Madness
Public Radio Bracket Madness
American Jesus Madness
The Best Christian Book of All Time
TV Couples March Madness Challenge
Brett. This is Brett.
He needs a mama. Wanna help? Head over to his page and share it on Facebook/Twitter/whatever. His mama is out there and I hope we can find her soon. Want updates on the process? Like him on Facebook.
Kaia. According to the FSP for Kaia’s family, their homestudy is done. Yay!
Search term fun. I installed Jetpack for my WordPress a month or so ago which means that I get to see the search terms that come in for my site. There aren’t a lot because I chose to hide it from spiders and search engines for a long time but occasionally some interesting ones come through.
The current interesting one: “serving with a prickly pastors wife”
I am so honored. 🙂
Bible student essays. The professor who runs Bible Students Say… is grading tonight. *rubs hands gleefully*
Some gems:
“God used diff. people to write the Bible b/c diff. author writing abt the same story paid attention the things the other author different.”
“I don??t think not following the bible as is doesn??t mean you’re criticizing the bible & people who are offended need to get with the ages”
“I think, as a believer somebody needs to be bless with an understanding of the bible from the holly spirit to interpret it right.”
Little Bear. Please pray for Little Bear. He was born with deformed legs (which honestly made him much cuter) and he won a contest to be on the cover of Modern Cat Magazine earlier this year. He is currently at the vet having one of his legs fixed and will be back home with his mommy on Sunday. Truthfully, he’s stinking cute as is (his feet add to the cuteness) and he doesn’t even know that his feet aren’t normal. He manages to beat up his siblings and get around just fine but his mommy wants him to have full function. He has a Facebook page here.
Lenten blogging. As one of my Lenten disciplines, I’ve been blogging on hymns and praise songs. You can find all my posts on them here.
For more Quick Takes, visit Jen at ConversionDiary.Com.
This is a traditional hymn made into a praise song by Jars of Clay on their “Redemption Hymns” CD. Samuel Stennett wrote the words in the 18th century and Christopher Miner set them to a new tune in 1997. I love it because it sings of hope in heaven someday. My thanks to Kristen Stewart (not that one!) for introducing me to it.
On Jordan??s stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan??s fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.O??er all those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the promised land.
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the promised land.No chilling winds or poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the promised land.
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the promised land.When I shall reach that happy place,
I??ll be forever blest,
For I shall see my Father??s face,
And in His bosom rest.I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the promised land.
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the promised land.
This would have to be done by Jars of Clay and this video has the words without weird scene changes.