December 5, Sunday: My Ode to the Hymn

My Ode to the Hymn

Angels we have heard on high, sweetly singing over the plains,

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me,
Marvelous grace, infinite grace, grace that will pardon and cleanse within,
Rock of ages cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee,

Those beautiful words, do you know where they come from? Do you know what they are? Or what they represent?
Many do not, but I have hidden them in my heart, they are always with me,
They are called hymns or songs for Christians.
They are songs of joy, of rejoicing. Songs of a Redeemer, a Savior.
To Christians they are like pure sparkling water in a world of muddy helplessness.

Those songs reach across all the nations, to all the peoples,
If a nation truly wants to get rid of a religion, get rid of their songs first.
When sung, those hymns are heard all over the world,
Every Christian should hear those songs, and hide their words in their hearts.

Songs of worship are the "glue" of Christianity,
They help us grow in faith, They keep us warm inside, like a flame burning throughout the night.
They unite us as Christians.

Hymns don't have to be pleasing to our ears, only to God's,
Hymns, after all, are not for us to enjoy, but for our Creator.
Hymns are solely for the glory of God, and we should treat them that way,

And enjoy the beautiful songs He has given us.