Showing posts with label hymn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hymn. Show all posts

Sunday, August 18, 2013

"To thee, hymn and chant and high thanksgiving and unwearied praises be."


Hymn: “Of the Father’s Love Begotten” – Aurelius Clemens Prudentius (384-413)
            Translated by John Mason Neale and Henry W. Baker
Music: DIVINUM MYSTERIUM

“Oh boy,” I hear you saying. “It’s time for an ancient plainsong! This hymn has no meter – no beat – no possibility for underscoring by a set-drummer! How can it still be relevant?”

I’ll remove my tongue from my cheek and deal with today’s hymn-line the same way I try to do with all the ones from your favorite hymns and gospel songs.

I managed to survive most of the worship wars during my music ministry. The congregations I served after the war broke out were pretty much committed to staying in the middle of the road; all were traditional in their worship style with some leanings toward the blended – which is so undefinable, I wish it had never been applied to worship! I had to fight a few battles along the way… minor skirmishes, you might say… but I escaped the ravages of war by which so many of my peers have been wounded and/or have had their ministries killed off.

I think this text penned within five hundred years of the birth of the Christian church speaks to this in a round-about way, saying that wherever our musical preferences may take us, our praises should be unwearied…fresh, not tired, energized, with sustained enthusiasm, done with vitality.

Some worshipers are ‘worn out’ by the singing of those old songs their grandmother enjoyed, with too many words and too much deep theology. Some of the rest of us are ‘worn down’ by trying to keep up with complicated rhythmic songs set to shallow texts projected on screens. Worn out and worn down are the opposite of energized unweariness. Lord, deliver us all!

I am quite sure that God never meant for us to create schisms over musical styles… quite definitely sure. And none of us truly knows what kind of music God prefers in our worship of his Son. What if Gregorian chant is the only one he will accept… or some very ancient Hebrew musical form of which we have no record? Or does he rock out with a driving beat and the screaming of somewhat sacred lyrics? Or is it only when the congregation holds a hymnal and follows the lead of the organ? Does that sound absurd to you? It certainly does to me!

God is listening to our heart-song – There’s within my heart a melody from a few days ago! And all of us have to find a congregation whose musical style allows our heart-song to come through with genuine authenticity… not forced, but free… unwearied.

It’s obvious from the title of my blog where I would fall in most of this if I had to take sides in the worship wars. I’ve tried really hard to keep my mouth shut and be accepting of all the extremes, while landing somewhere in the middle-- hopefully not ‘on the fence’ or waffling.  I’m pretty firm in where I stand, but I accept that the heart-song of others may require a different outward musical expression.

When you worship – whether it be with a stately hymn, un-metered chant, or high-powered amplified thanksgiving – don’t let the praise be overshadowed by the music.

Unwearied, vital, energized, fresh, un-encumbered praise of the Most High God. Let it be so!



The artwork is from the cover of a book on hymn singing; you can find more information and/or order the book at: http://books.google.com/books/about/Unwearied_Praises.html?id=7D-xdhZ8SmEC





Monday, August 12, 2013

"Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die."


Hymn: “There Is a Fountain” – William Cowper (1731-1800)
Tune: CLEANSING FOUNTAIN

This hymn written by a fine Englishman is set to an early American melody… and it is familiar to almost all evangelical groups. I realize that some major churches avoid “blood talk” or “blood songs.” Those congregations won’t be featuring this one any time soon! It paints a picture of the blood-redeeming act of God through his Son on the cross.

But the last line of the hymn is the one I want to deal with today because I have long-believed and ‘preached’ the love of Christ which redeems us – frees us – and sets us on our pilgrimage of faith. Some of us stepped into the kingdom at a young age… at Vacation Bible School, church youth camp, perhaps a series of revival services. Others of us came to trust Christ later in life. Either way, since the time we began to wade into the bloody stream and first understood that God’s loving sacrifice of his only begotten Son has indeed provided our redemption, that has been the theme of our life – through what we say (preach) and through how we live (example).

Set to this tune, we repeat the phrase and shall be till I die several times, underscoring our commitment to hang on to our faith from here on in… until we are face to face with Christ our Savior for all time.

As we make those repetitions, I feel myself renewing that lifelong commitment – rededicating the remainder of my days – to the One whose wounds supplied the eternal-life-giving solution to my sinful state. This transfusion made us “blood brothers” in the kingdom; I am his, and he is mine. This is how I became a member of the family of God.

Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die, and shall be till I die, and shall be till I die. Redeeming love has been my theme, AND SHALL BE TILL I DIE.


Hymnlines - Hemlines: Get it?! :)

Hymnlines - Hemlines: Get it?! :)