Thursday, January 19, 2012
Theos-Offroading: Finding Grace
prepare 1/22/12
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
prepare 1/15/12
so, as don begins a new sermon series on the Lord's Prayer, i thought it would be cool to do a series of songs with the choir that are either prayers themselves, or they are about praying. the church has such a diverse history, but prayer has remained important in all cultures/traditions. throughout the series, you'll get to hear songs that reflect the richness of that history, from spirituals to prayers from russia to famous prayers set to music.
this sunday, we go back in our own tradition to a favorite among churchgoers: "Sweet Hour of Prayer." written by William Walford, a blind preacher from england, presumably in the anglican church (out of which grew the methodist church). the words reflect the peace and joy that prayer provides, as well as the chance to leave the distractions of the world behind and come back to what really matters. i hope that the words of the song, as well as the musical setting, will move you to a place to hear don's important words about the wonderful prayer our savior gave us to ultimately communicate with him.
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His Word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight:
This robe of flesh I’ll drop and rise
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout, while passing through the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”
the other songs this sunday reflect the idea of our god as heavenly father and deserving of our praise.