Friday, June 30, 2023
Intervention? Or loving care?
Death is gain
Death gain to the faithful.
WHY should our tears in sorrow flow
When God recalls his own,
And bids them leave a world of wo,
For an immortal crown?
2 Is not e’en death a gain to those
Whose life to God was given?
Gladly to earth their eyes they close,
To open them in heaven.
3 Their toils are past, their work is done,
And they are fully blest;
They fought the fight, the vict’ry won,
And enter’d into rest.
4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow;
God has recall’d his own;
But let our hearts, in ever wo,
Still say,—Thy will be done.
Conder’s Collection
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
According to Hymnary.org, the author is William Hiley Bathurst, with whom I am not familiar.
According to Hymnary.org again, Conder's Collection is named from a Josiah Conder.
</idle musing>
Thursday, June 29, 2023
Made for each other, but…
What timorous worms we mortals are!
Christ’s presence makes death easy.
WHY should we start, and fear to die?
What tim’rous worms we mortals are!
Death is the gate to endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away;
And we shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 O would my Lord his servant meet,
My soul would stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death’s iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she pass’d;
4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on his breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Isaac Watts
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Wednesday, June 28, 2023
Amos on Worship
To whet your appetite, here's a couple of snippets (but, really, you should read the whole thing!):
Amos leaves no doubt that separating worship and social justice is distasteful to God. Other passages in this prophetic book confirm that truth and reveal the more central issue.andIronically, in chapter 4, the people are told to go to those same sanctuaries, Bethel and Gilgal … but to sin (4:4)! The prophet mocks their piety, their rituals of thanksgiving and celebration.
Then comes the dagger: “for this is what you love to do” (4:5). Their worship activity ultimately was only about them. They felt good about what they were doing, praising the goodness of the Lord. They did not realize that, in God’s eyes, their worship was sin.
Theirs also was a faith compromised by national ideology. The people were convinced that God was on their side and would bring Israel victory against its enemies (5:18–20).andWhat a foolish miscalculation. The Day of the Lord, the prophet says, would not be the light of triumph; it would be the darkness of judgment from which they could not run or hide.
The Lord will not tolerate the worship of a false Yahweh, worship that ignores injustice and sociopolitical compromise and shouts praises in the midst of so much suffering. Worship, social concerns, and political realities are inescapably woven together.andMore importantly, what is at stake in worship is the very person of God. The Lord is involved in every dimension of human existence, and the picture of God presented in worship must reflect this. It must present God as he truly is. Worship must bring prayer, confession, lament, and praise to this God and shape a people to reflect this God.
The God of Amos (our God) does not accept worship that fails to engage the challenging realities of life and the sins of society. We need to grasp that the demand for justice is central to the very person of God. The God of mercy and righteousness is the one we worship!Really, you need to read the whole thing!
A central element of faith
memento mori
A voice from the grave.
HARK! from the tombs a doleful sound,
My ears, attend the cry :—
Ye living men, come view the ground
Where you must shortly lie.
2 Princes, this clay must be your bed,
In spite of all your towers;
The tall, the wise, the reverend head,
Shall lie as low as ours.
3 Great God! is this our certain doom,
And are we still secure?
Still walking downward to the tomb,
And yet prepared no more?
4 Grant us the power of quick’ning grace,
To fit our souls to fly ;
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We’ll rise above the sky.
Isaac Watts
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Tuesday, June 27, 2023
New book!
Yesterday, a year after I finished editing it, I received my copy of Israel's Scriptures in Early Christian Writings: The Use of the Old Testament in the New, edited by Matthias Henze and David Lincicum. This book is about a thousand pages of fantastic essays. I can't recommend it highly enough—and it's a handsome volume, too.
As my seminary theology professor used to say, "You owe it to yourself to read this."
It hinges on the resurrection
<idle musing>
Indeed. Well, that's the final excerpt from vol. 2. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I'm definitely going to read his third volume, but not right away. Hopefully I'll get around to it in the next year. Meanwhile, the next book in N. T. Wright, Simply Christian, his version of an apologetic for Christianity. After that, I'm not sure yet…
</idle musing>
Tozer for Tuesday
Oh God, our help in ages past
Man frail — God eternal.
O GOD, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home:—
2 Under the shadow of thy throne
Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
4 A thousand ages, in thy sight,
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
6 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in foll’wing years.
7 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Be thou our guide while life shall last,
And our perpetual home!
Isaac Watts
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
This one's a good bit more optimistic than the last one, isn't it? They say that Watts was subject to bouts of depression. I would say he wrote the last one during a bought of depression and this one on one of his better days.
</idle musing>
Monday, June 26, 2023
The doctrine of the two natures
We're traveling to the grave
Frailty of life.
THEE we adore, eternal Name!
And humbly own to thee
How feeble is our mortal frame-
What dying worms are we!
2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still,
As days and months increase;
And every beating pulse we tell,
Leaves but the number less.
3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave:
Whate’er we do, where’er we be,
We ’re travelling to the grave.
4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground,
To push us to the tomb;
And fierce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.
5 Infinite joy, or endless wo,
Attends on every breath;
And yet how unconcern’d we go,
Upon the brink of death!
6 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense
To walk this dang’rous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God!
Isaac Watts
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
Gotta love the realism of his outlook: "Whate’er we do, where’er we be, / We ’re travelling to the grave" and "fierce diseases wait around, / To hurry mortals home." Whatever else, Watts was a realist.
</idle musing>
Sunday, June 25, 2023
The bridegroom cometh!
The Bridegroom cometh.
YE virgin souls, arise;
With all the dead, awake;
Unto salvation wise,
Oil in your vessels take:
Upstarting at the midnight cry—
Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh!
2 He comes, he comes, to call
The nations to his bar,
And take to glory all
Who meet for glory are:
Made ready for your full reward;
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.
3 Go, meet him in the sky,
Your everlasting Friend;
Your Head to glorify,
With all his saints ascend:
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace
To see, without a veil, his face.
4 The everlasting doors
Shall soon the saints receive,
With seraphs, thrones, and powers,
In glorious joy to live;
Far from a world of grief and sin,
With God eternally shut in.
5 Then let us wait to hear
The trumpet’s welcome sound:
To see our Lord appear,
May we be watching found:
And when thou dost the heavens bow,
Be found—as, Lord, thou find’st us now.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Saturday, June 24, 2023
Another Vigil hymn
A living sacrifice unto the Lord.
WISDOM ascribe, and might, and praise,
To God, who lengthens out our days;
Who spares us yet another year,
And makes us see his goodness here:
O may we all the time redeem,
And henceforth live and die to him!
2 How often, when his arm was bared.
Hath he our sinful Israel spared;
Let me alone,—his mercy cried,
And turn’d the vengeful bolt aside;
Indulged another kind reprieve,
And strangely suffer’d us to live.
3 Merciful God, how shall we raise
Our hearts to pay thee all thy praise?
Our hearts shall beat for thee alone;
Our lives shall make thy goodness known;
Our souls and bodies shall be thine,
A living sacrifice divine.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
I'm in the midst of editing a commentary on 1 & 2 Chronicles right now, so the second verse immediately called to mind the scene at the end of 1 Chronicles where the angel of the Lord has his sword suspended over Jerusalem, about to strike, when the Lord "Indulged another kind reprieve," "And turn'd the vengeful bolt aside."
</idle musing>
Friday, June 23, 2023
The mystery of the incarnation
This might serve as a hint to the theologian not to want to know too much about “how” these things can be, and to abandon all subtle considerations and distinctions. It will be sufficient for us to say that the order of knowledge—that in the historical Revealer, we know the Eternal Son of God—corresponds to an order of being, which goes in the opposite direction: that the Eternal Son became man, that He who is from everlasting entered into human history, that it is precisely this entrance into history which constitutes the basis of His threefold work. All that goes further than this is useless speculation.—Emil Brunner, The Christian Doctrine of Creation and Redemption, 351–52
A vigil hymn
A solemn vigil.
HOW many pass the guilty night
In revelling and frantic mirth!
The creature is their sole delight—
Their happiness the things of earth:
For us suffice the season past:
We choose the better part at last.
2 We will not close our wakeful eyes,
We will not let our eyelids sleep,
But humbly lift them to the skies,
And all a solemn vigil keep;
So many nights on sin bestow’d,
Can we not watch one hour for God?
3 We can, O Jesus, for thy sake,
Devote our every hour to thee;
Speak but the word, our souls shall wake,
And sing with cheerful melody:
Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ,
And every heart shall dance for joy.
4 Blest object of our faith and love,
We listen for thy welcome voice;
Our persons and our works approve,
And bid us in thy strength rejoice;
Now let us hear the mighty cry,
And shout to find the Bridegroom nigh.
5 Shout in the midst of us, O King
Of saints, and let our joys abound;
Let us rejoice, give thanks, and sing,
And triumph in redemption found:
We ask in faith for every soul;
O let our glorious joy be full!
6 O may we all triumphant rise;
With joy upon our heads return;
And far above these nether skies,
By thee on eagles’ wings upborne,
Through all you radiant circles move,
And gain the highest heaven of love.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
There used to be a tradition in the Methodist/Wesleyan movement to hold a midnight vigil on New Year's Eve. I know some churches still do it. I've attended some of them over the years. This is one of the hymns that was written for a vigil service.
</idle musing>
Thursday, June 22, 2023
Immanuel!
A mariner's prayer
Praise for protecting mercy.
WHEN o’er the deep we rode,
By winds and storms assail’d;
We call’d upon the ocean’s God,
Whose mercy never fail’d.
2 The tempest heard his voice,
The winds obey’d his will;
The elements withheld their noise,
And all the floods were still.
3 With joy we hail’d the shore,
And safe the vessel moor’d;
With grateful hearts, that happy hour,
We praised the ocean’s Lord.
4 Thus, while o’er seas we roam,
Thy goodness, Lord, we see;
Though distant from our native home,—
We are not far from thee.
5 And when this life is past,
And we are call’d to die,
O may we see thy face at last
In realms beyond the sky.
6 Then, as we join the bands
Beyond the swelling wave,
We’ll praise thee with uplifted hands
And sing thy power to save.
Anonymous
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
Interestingly, this hymnal has a whole section of hymns for sailors. I'd never seen anything like that before…
</idle musing>
Wednesday, June 21, 2023
A true Christology
Arianism as paganism in disguise
Intercession
Prayer for our native land.
LORD, while for all mankind we pray,
Of every clime and coast,
O hear us for our native land,—
The land we love the most.
2 O guard our shores from every foe;
With peace our borders bless-
Our cities with prosperity,
Our fields with plenteousness.
3 Unite us in the sacred love
Of knowledge, truth, and thee;
And let our hills and valleys chant
The songs of liberty.
4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee
Our country we commend;
Be thou her refuge and her trust—
Her everlasting friend.
John Reynell Weeford
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Tuesday, June 20, 2023
Sale on ZIBBCOT
Go and grab it while you can! I assure you that it will be worth it.
What is the purpose of the Bible?
Only a man? What would that mean?
Tozer for Tuesday
The sword hangs suspended
Impending judgments.
COME, let our souls adore the Lord,
Whose judgments yet delay;
Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us time to pray.
2 Great is our guilt; our fears are great,
But let us not despair;
Still open is the mercy-seat
To penitence and prayer.
3 Kind Intercessor, to thy love
This blessed hope we owe:
O let thy merits plead above,
While we implore below.
4 Though justice near thy awful throne
Attends thy dread command,
Lord, hear thy servants, hear thy Son,
And save a guilty land.
Anne Steele
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
What I find interesting is that this hymnal has a section entitled Public Fasts, from which the last two hymns I've posted came. When was the last time you saw a hymnal with a section like that?!
The other thing I noticed is that the first verse contains an illusion to the census that David took toward the end of his reign, with the result that a plague swept through the land. The angel of the Lord was about to strike Jerusalem, but YHWH orders him to to pause, giving David time to intercede. Hence the suspended sword.
The question is, how long will the sword remain suspended over our divided and hate and violence riddled land? Or is the hate and violence a form of judgment for our selfishness? I can't pretend to know the answer to that…
</idle musing>
Monday, June 19, 2023
The cross is a catastrophe
Reconciliation accomplished
Intercession for the land
Deprecating the anger of God.
BEHOLD, O Lord! before thy throne
Thy mourning people bend:
’Tis on thy sov’reign grace alone
Our humble hopes depend.
2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand
Thy dreadful power display;
Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And yet we live to pray.
3 And why, great God, are we thus spared,
Ungrateful as we are?
O make thine awful warnings heard,
While mercy cries,-Forbear!
4 O turn us, turn us, blessed Lord,
By thine almighty grace;
Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And ever seek thy face.
5 Hear thou our prayers, and grant us aid;
Bid wars forever cease:
Heal every breach that sin has made,
And bless our land with peace.
Anne Steele
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
Hymnary.org has two different verses, substituted for verses 3 and 5, and modifies the wording rather significantly of the remaining verses.
3 How changed, alas, are truths divineThey say it is in 188 hymnals.
For error, guilt, and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!5 Then, should insulting foes invade,
We shall not yield to fear,
Secure of all-sufficient aid
When God in Christ is near.
</idle musing>
Sunday, June 18, 2023
Prayer for our children
Sanctified knowledge.
COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
To whom we for our children cry
The good desired, and wanted most
Out of thy richest grace supply;
The sacred discipline be given,
To train and bring them up for heaven.
2 Error and ignorance remove;
Their blindness, both of heart and mind:
Give them the wisdom from above,—
Spotless, and peaceable, and kind:
In knowledge pure their minds renew,
And store with thoughts divinely true.
3 Learning’s redundant part and vain
Be here cut off, and cast aside:
But let them, Lord, the substance gain;
In every solid truth abide;
Swiftly acquire, and ne’er forego
The knowledge fit for man to know.
4 Unite the pair so long disjoin’d,
Knowledge and vital piety:
Learning and holiness combined,
And truth and love, let all men see
In those whom up to thee we give,
Thine, wholly thine, to die and live.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
A parent never stops praying for their children. Our kids are in their upper 30s/lower 40s now, but we still pray for them. I think this prayer/hymn encapsulates our hopes for them and seems especially appropriate on Father's Day. Hope you find it as helpful.
</idle musing>
Saturday, June 17, 2023
The song of Jubilee
The song of jubilee.
HARK! the song of jubilee;
Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fulness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore:
Hallelujah! for the Lord
God omnipotent shall reign;
Hallelujah! let the Word
Echo round the earth and main.
2 Hallelujah!—hark! the sound,
From the centre to the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation’s harmonies:
See Jehovah’s banners furl’d ;
Sheath’d his sword: he speaks—’tis done,
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son.
3 He shall reign from pole to pole
With illimitable sway;
He shall reign, when, like a scroll,
Yonder heavens have pass’d away:
Then the end ;—beneath his rod,
Man’s last enemy shall fall;
Hallelujah! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is all in all.
James Montgomery
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Friday, June 16, 2023
The prophet
Closing one's eyes
<idle musing>
Yep. It's always the case. You don't want someone telling you what to do, so you create an intellectual excuse. Doesn't matter whether it's God or a boss or the gov't. Gotta find an excuse to "just be me."
Not much changed since the garden, eh? : (
</idle musing>
Jesus shall reign
Christ's universal and everlasting kingdom
JESUS shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
2 From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at his feet;
While western empires own their Lord,
And savage tribes attend his word.
3 To him shall endless prayer be made,
And endless praises crown his head;
His Name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.
4 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song,
And infant Voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his Name.
Isaac Watts
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Thursday, June 15, 2023
More on the kingdom of God
Christians and the State
<idle musing>
This is something that the so-called christian nationalists need to learn. You can't establish the kingdom of God on earth by force. It must well up from each heart. And I personally believe that can't happen until Christ comes again to establish his kingdom.
Of course, that doesn't mean we should just sit back and do nothing! We need to strive to establish justice and deliverance for the captive, but we also need to know that it is all partial—and fully by the power of God.
</idle musing>
Christ, the conqueror
Christ, the Conqueror
JESUS, immortal King, arise.
Assert thy rightful sway.
Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings
And distant lands obey.
2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride
Till all thy foes submit,
And all the powers of hell resign
Their trophies at thy feet.
3 Send forth thy word, and let it fly
The spacious earth around,
Till every soul beneath the sun
Shall hear the joyful sound.
4 O may the great Redeemer’s Name
Through every clime be known,
And heathen gods, forsaken, fall,
And Jesus reign alone.
5 From sea to sea, from shore to shore;
Be thou, O Christ, adored,
And earth, with all her millions, shout
Hosannas to the Lord.
George Burder
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
Interestingly, again, hymnary.org credits this to a different person, an Aaron Crossley Hobart Seymour, who, among other things, edited a biography of Whitefield and wrote a 2 volume biography on the Countess of Huntingdon. If you've read much at all about the Wesleyan revival, you should be familiar with her and her influence, especially with respect to Whitefield.
</idle musing>
Wednesday, June 14, 2023
I will be your God
The goal of history
<idle musing>
Unfortunately, that truth seems to have been lost, with the emphasis now being placed on "fixing" this world—whether from the right or the left. Yes, social action is important, although I would take issue with more than a few things that some are pushing—especially "christian nationalism," which is not Christian at all. But, far more important is why we were created in the first place: communion with God.
</idle musing>
Shore to shore, to the corners of the earth
The time to favour Zion.
SOV’REIGN of worlds! display thy power;
Be this thy Zion’s favour’d hour:
Bid the bright morning star arise,
And point the nations to the skies.
2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns,
On Afric’s shore, on India’s plains,
On lonely isles and lands unknown,
And make the nations all thine own.
3 Speak! and the world shall hear thy voice;
Speak! and the desert shall rejoice;
Scatter the gloom of heathen night,
And bid all nations hail the light.
Pratt’s Collection
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
For Pratt's Collection, see my previous post here. I don't have any new information. hymnary.org credits the hymn to a B. H. Draper.
</idle musing>
Tuesday, June 13, 2023
Wrath? Love? Which is it? (Brunner)
Anselm's theory of atonement and its flaws (Brunner)
Tozer for Tuesday
Christ's universal reign
Christ’s universal reign.
HASTEN, Lord, the glorious time,
When, beneath Messiah’s sway,
Every nation, every clime,
Shall the gospel call obey.
2 Mightiest kings his power shall own;
Heathen tribes his Name adore;
Satan and his host, o’erthrown,
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more.
3 Then shall wars and tumults cease;
Then be banish’d grief and pain;
Righteousness, and joy, and peace,
Undisturb’d, shall ever reign.
4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord;
Ever praise his glorious Name;
All his mighty acts record,-
All his wondrous love proclaim.
Lyte
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
I've never heard of Lyte before, and hymnary.org credits it to a Harriet Auber.
For Lyte, hymnary.org lists a Henry Frank Lyte, with this note:
In many instances, however, through mistaking Miss Auber's (q. v.) Spirit of the Psalms, 1829, for his, he is credited with more than is his due.So that explains it.
</idle musing>
Monday, June 12, 2023
The necessity of the cross
The sacrifice
Arm of the Lord, awake!
Triumphs of mercy.
ARM of the Lord, awake, awake!
Put on thy strength—the nations shake,
And let the world, adoring, see
Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee.
2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne,
I am Jehovah—God alone:
Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground.
3 No more let creature blood be spilt-
Vain sacrifice for human guilt!
But to each conscience be applied
The blood that fiow’d from Jesus’ side.
4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim,
In every land, of every name;
Let adverse powers before thee fall,
And crown the Saviour Lord of all.
William Shrubsole
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
OK, William Shrubsole a new one on me. The short bio at hymnary.org says he was extremely interested in missionary work, which explains the emphasis of this hymn.
</idle musing>
Sunday, June 11, 2023
Assume thine own almighty power
The Redeemer’s triumphant reign.
O THOU whom we adore,
To bless our earth again,
Assume thine own almighty power,
And o’er the nations reign.
The world’s Desire and Hope,
All power to thee is given;
Now set the last great empire up,
Eternal Lord of heaven.
2 Where all thy laws are spurn’d,
Thy holy name profaned,
And where the ruin’d world has mourned
With blood of millions stain’d:
Reveal the glorious scene;
The heathen claim for thine;
And there the endless reign begin
With majesty divine.
3 A gracious Saviour, thou
Wilt all thy creatures bless;
And every knee to thee shall bow,
And every tongue confess.
According to thy word,
Now be thy grace reveal’d-,
And with the knowledge of the Lord,
Let all the earth be fill’d.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Saturday, June 10, 2023
All-sufficient
Jesus all and in all.
THOU hidden Source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient Love divine,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am while thou art mine:
And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame,
I hide me, Jesus, in thy name.
2 Thy mighty name salvation is,
And keeps my happy soul above:
Comfort it brings, and power, and peace,
And joy, and everlasting love:
To me, with thy great name, are given
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven.
3 Jesus, my all in all thou art,
My rest in toil, my ease in pain,
The medicine of my broken heart;
In war, my peace; in loss, my gain;
My smile beneath the tyrant’s frown;
In shame, my glory and my crown:
4 In want, my plentiful supply;
In weakness, my almighty power;
In bonds, my perfect liberty;
My light, in Satan’s darkest hour;
In grief, my joy unspeakable;
My life in death, my all in all.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Friday, June 09, 2023
Only one thing excludes us…
Kingdom obedience
Take all the glory
Joining the angelic hosts in praises.
JESUS, take all the glory:
Thy meritorious passion
The pardon bought, thy mercy brought
To us the great salvatlon.
Thee gladly we acknowledge
Our only Lord and Saviour,
Thy name confess, thy goodness bless,
And triumph in thy favour.
2 With angels and archangels,
We prostrate fall before thee;
Again we raise our souls in praise,
And thankfully adore thee.
Honour, and power, and blessing,
To thee be ever given,
By all who know thy love below,
And all the hosts of heaven.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Thursday, June 08, 2023
Admit it
<idle musing>
Huh. That's what I just said in the last idle musing. I guess I've been reading enough Brunner to begin to think like him. Well, I doubt that's true, but his thoughts are definitely affecting my thinking—hopefully making it more biblical.
</idle musing>
Reasons for unbelief?
<idle musing>
"as a rule, these 'reasons' are never purely intellectual, but are due to the unbeliever’s general outlook on life." Yep. That's been my experience. Generally, they don't want to give up the illusion that they are in control of their life. Or the delusion that their life is fine. Or, they want to dabble in that little bauble that distracts them from real love. Or, and this is especially true among scholars, pride won't allow them to acknowledge that God is bigger than they are.
Oh, the webs we weave for ourselves to hide the truth of our finiteness and desperate need for real love.
</idle musing>
Delight in God
Delight in God.
LORD! I delight in thee,
And on thy care depend;
To thee in every trouble flee,
My best, my only Friend.
2 When nature’s streams are dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
With this will I be satisfied,
And glory in thy Name.
3 Who made my heaven secure,
Will here all good provide:
While Christ is rich, can I be poor?
What can I want beside?
4 I cast my care on thee!
I triumph and adore:
Henceforth my great concern shall be
To love and please thee more.
John Ryland
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Wednesday, June 07, 2023
Apostolic Christology
<idle musing>
Looks like Brunner is very firmly in the "early high-Christology" camp, doesn't it? I agree. I think the records very firmly endorse a very high Christology along the lines of what Larry Hurtado (among others) has written about.
</idle musing>
Pointing to Christ
God, the all-sufficient portion
God my all-sufficient portion.
MY God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting All,
I ’ve none but thee in heaven above,
Or on this earthly ball.
2 What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There’s nothing here deserves my joys,
There’s nothing like my God.
3 To thee I owe my wealth, and friends,
And health, and safe abode:
Thanks to thy Name for meaner things;
But they are not my God.
4 How vain a toy is glitt’ring wealth,
If once compared to thee;
Or what’s my safety, or my health,
Or all my friends to me?
5 Were I possessor of the earth,
And call’d the stars my own,
Without thy graces and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
6 Let others stretch their arms like seas.
And grasp in all the shore;
Grant me the visits of thy grace,
And I desire no more.
Isaac Watts
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Tuesday, June 06, 2023
Christology of the Early Church
Legalism? Not so much
Tozer for Tuesday
By God's grace
Hitherto hath the Lord helped us.
COME, thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace:
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above:
Praise the mount——I’m fix’d upon it;
Mount of thy redeeming love!
2 Here I’ll raise mine Ebenezer;
Hither by thy help I’m come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand’ring from the fold of God ;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
3 O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrain’d to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it—
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for thy courts above.
Robert Robinson
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
I have a love-hate relationship with this hymn. It has some great stuff, until you get to the middle of verse 3. It falls apart there. As someone pointed out to me years ago, Would you say to your spouse, "Prone to wander, dear, I feel it; prone to leave the spouse I love"?!
I suspect you would either be in divorce court or at counseling—after a long fight at home!
Then why in the world would you sing this to God? Don't you believe that you are victorious in Christ? That you are a new creation? That other stuff is just lies that are being thrown at you.
Of course, I'm assuming that you believe the promises of God and that the presence and power of the Holy Spirit are real!
And don't go throwing Romans 7 at me! That's not the normal Christian life! It's either a pre-Christian Paul or Paul putting on the persona of an interlocutor.
'Nuff said.
</idle musing>
Monday, June 05, 2023
Is love a commandment?
Works of the Law
Responsive love
Rejoice! The Lord is king!
Rejoice evermore, and in everything give thanks.
REJOICE, the Lord is King;
Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,
The God of truth and love;
When he had purged our stains,
He took his seat above;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
3 His kingdom cannot fail,—
He rules o’er earth and heaven;
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
4 He sits at God’s right hand
Till all his foes submit,
And bow to his command,
And fall beneath his feet;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
5 He all his foes shall quell,
And all our sins destroy;
Let every bosom swell
With pure seraphic joy;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
6 Rejoice in glorious hope,
Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take his servants up
To their eternal home;
We soon shall hear the’ archangel’s voice;
The trump of God shall sound,—Rejoice!
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
One of my favorite hymns, although verses 4 and 5 are new to me, and verse 1 is a bit different and verse 6 has a different ending.
</idle musing>
Sunday, June 04, 2023
Affliction
The benefit of affliction
LORD, when to thee my sinking soul
Did in affliction fly;
Thy mercy did my griefs control,
And all my wants supply.
2 How oft, when dark misfortune’s band
Around their victim stood,
The seeming ill, at thy command
Hath changed to real good!
3 The tempest that obscured the sky
Hath set my spirit free
From earthly care and sensual joy,
And turn’d my thoughts to thee.
4 Affliction’s blast hath made me learn
To feel for others’ wo;
And humbly seek, with deep concern,
My own defects to know.
5 Then rage, ye storms ; ye billows, roar;
My heart defies your shock:
Ye make me cling to God the more,-
To God, my shelt’ring rock.
Anonymous
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Saturday, June 03, 2023
The trusting heart
Steadfast reliance upon the promises.
AWAY, my needless fears,
And doubts, no longer mine;
A ray of heavenly light appears,—
A messenger divine.
2 Thrice comfortable hope,
That calms my troubled breast;
My Father’s hand prepares the cup,
And what he wills is best.
3 If what I wish is good,
And suits the will divine,—
By earth and hell in vain withstood,
I know it shall be mine.
4 Still let them counsel take
To frustrate his decree;
They cannot keep a blessing back,
By Heaven design’d for me.
5 Here then I doubt no more,
But in his pleasure rest;
Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power
Engage to make me blest.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Friday, June 02, 2023
I wonder…
Just a thought…
Old Testament? New Testament? Yes!
Progress? Maybe…
Fearless!
Fearless in the fire of tribulation.
HEAD of the Church triumphant,
We joyfully adore thee;
Till thou appear, thy members here
Shall sing like those in glory:
We lift our hearts and voices
With blest anticipation;
And cry aloud, and give to God
The praise of our salvation.
2 Thou dost conduct thy people
Through torrents of temptation;
Nor will we fear, while thou art near,
The fire of tribulation:
The world, with sin and Satan,
In vain our march opposes;
By thee we shall break through them all,
And sing the song of Moses.
3 By faith we see the glory
To which thou shalt restore us;
The cross despise for that high prize
Which thou hast set before us:
And if thou count us worthy,
We each, as dying Stephen,
Shall see thee stand, at God’s right hand,
To take us up to heaven.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
Thursday, June 01, 2023
Is this the God of the Bible?
<idle musing>
Take that, process theology!
</idle musing>