Tuesday, December 31, 2024
Part of it, but only part…
'Tis Mystery All! (Tozer for Tuesday)
We Lift Our Hearts to Thee
1 We lift our hearts to thee,
O Day-star from on high!
The sun itself is but thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky.
2 O let thy orient beams
The night of sin disperse!
The mists of error, and of vice,
Which shade the universe!
3 How beauteous nature now!
How dark and sad before!
With joy we view the pleasing change,
And nature’s God adore.
4 May we this life improve,
To mourn for errors past,
And live this short revolving day,
As if it were our last.
5 To God, the Father, Son,
And Spirit, one and three,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall for ever be.
John Wesley
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
John Wesley didn't write a lot of hymns. He preferred to translate them and to edit Charles's hymns. Besides, Charles was a much better hymnwriter! That being said, the ones John wrote tended to be pretty solid, like this one, which occurs in around 165 hymnals. Hymnary.org inserts a verse:
4 O may no gloomy crime</idle musing>
Pollute the rising day;
Or Jesu’s blood, like evening dew,
Wash all our stains away.
Monday, December 30, 2024
That slippery word QDŠ
O God, Before Whose Altar
1 O God, before whose altar
The stars like tapers burn,
At whose inscrutable decree
The planets wheel and turn,
Though earth and sea and heaven
Unite thy praise to sing,
Man in his weakness yet may give
A worthier offering.
2 Those who gave up life's bounty
To serve a race to be,
Whose bones lie white along the trail
Which leads the world to thee;
Those who when fears beset them
Stand fast and fight and die,
Their unconsidered lives go up
Like incense to the sky.
3 All those oppressed or lonely
Or long at strife with pain,
Who face the darkness undismayed
And turn their loss to gain,
Those who with love and meekness
Outlast the years of wrong,
Their silent courage pleads to heaven
More eloquent than song.
4 O Lord, be ours the glory
Beyond all earthly fame,
Like those to conquer for thy sake
Despair and doubt and shame;
Till through a world made noble,
Through lands from sin set free,
The armies of the living God
Shall march to victory.
P. H. B. Lyon
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
Well, this hymn, which I don't recall ever singing, is only in about eight hymnals. Seems the author spent most of his career as a headmaster at various boys' school in England.
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Sunday, December 29, 2024
O God of Earth and Altar
1 O God of earth and altar,
bow down and hear our cry,
our earthly rulers falter,
our people drift and die;
the walls of gold entomb us,
the swords of scorn divide,
take not thy thunder from us,
but take away our pride.
2 From all that terror teaches,
from lies of tongue and pen,
from all the easy speeches
that comfort cruel men,
from sale and profanation
of honour and the sword,
from sleep and from damnation,
deliver us, good Lord!
3 Tie in a living tether
the prince and priest and thrall,
bind all our lives together,
smite us and save us all;
in ire and exultation
aflame with faith, and free,
lift up a living nation,
a single sword to thee.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
Yes, that G.K. Chesterton. I didn't realize he had also written hymns, but since he wrote poetry, I guess hymns are just a small step away. That being said, I don't recall ever singing it and it only occurs in about seventy-five hymnals.
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Saturday, December 28, 2024
O Holy City, Seen of John
1 O holy city, seen of John,
Where Christ, the Lamb, doth reign,
Within whose foursquare walls shall come
No night, nor need, nor pain,
And where the tears are wiped from eyes
That shall not weep again!
2 Hark, how from men whose lives are held
More cheap than merchandise,
From women struggling sore for bread,
From little children's cries,
There swells the sobbing human plaint
That bids thy walls arise!
3 O shame to us who rest content
while lust and greed for gain
in street and shop and tenement
wring gold from human pain,
and bitter lips in blind despair
cry 'Christ hath died in vain!'
4 Give us, O God, the strength to build
the city that hath stood
too long a dream, whose laws are love,
whose ways are brotherhood,
and where the sun that shineth is
God’s grace for human good.
5 Already in the mind of God
that city riseth fair:
lo, how its splendour challenges
the souls that greatly dare;
yea, bids us seize the whole of life
and build its glory there.
Walter Russell Bowie
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
Friday, December 27, 2024
Ah yes, the proof-text…
Thou, Whose Almighty Word
1 Thou, whose almighty word
chaos and darkness heard,
and took their flight;
hear us, we humbly pray,
and where the gospel day
sheds not its glorious ray,
let there be light.
2 Thou, who didst come to bring
on thy redeeming wing,
healing and sight,
health to the sick in mind,
sight to the inly blind,
O now to humankind
let there be light.
3 Spirit of truth and love,
life-giving, holy Dove,
speed forth thy flight;
move on the water's face,
bearing the lamp of grace,
and in earth's darkest place
let there be light.
4 Holy and blessed Three,
glorious Trinity,
Wisdom, Love, Might;
boundless as ocean's tide
rolling in fullest pride,
through the earth far and wide
let there be light.
John Marriott
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing
A good solid trinitarian hymn. It only occurs in about 500 hymnals and I don't ever recall singing it.
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Thursday, December 26, 2024
Editing funny
Cross, Frank Moore, Werner E. Lemke, and Patrick D. Miller, eds. Magnolia Dei: The Mighty Acts of God; Essays on the Bible and Archaeology in Memory of G. Ernest Wright. Garden City, NY: Doubleday, 1976.
See the problem? I don't think the book is about magnolias! The correct spelling is Magnalia. But, the incorrect spelling shows up all over the place; it's even on JSTOR and de Gruyter's site!
Selective scripture
<idle musing>
And we are all only too familiar with that approach, aren't we? It's the recipe for division and strife as we argue about trivialities, siphoning the gnat and swallowing the camel...
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O Day of God, Draw Nigh
1. O day of God, draw nigh
in beauty and in power;
come with thy timeless judgment now
to match our present hour.
2. Bring to our troubled minds,
uncertain and afraid,
the quiet of a steadfast faith,
calm of a call obeyed.
3. Bring justice to our land,
that all may dwell secure,
and finely build for days to come
foundations that endure.
4. Bring to our world of strife
thy sovereign word of peace,
that war may haunt the earth no more,
and desolation cease.
5. O day of God, draw nigh
as at creation's birth;
let there be light again,
and set thy judgments on the earth.
R. B. Y. Scott
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
Not a terribly popular hymn, occurring in under 50 hymnals, but quite an appropriate hymn for this year and this time of year.
To me the interesting thing is that it was written by the Old Testament scholar R.B.Y Scott. His book Relevance of the Prophets was used as a textbook (among other books) in my Old Testament Prophets class and his The Way of Wisdom was used (among other books) for my Wisdom Literature class.
Besides that, there is an award named after him, offered by the Canadian Society of Biblical Studies. While I was at Eisenbrauns, three of our books won the award.
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Wednesday, December 25, 2024
The problem of reducing Torah to a checklist
<idle musing>
Sounds similar to the accusation Jesus made to the Pharisees—and he would likely make to us. We jump through hoops sometimes, but are they right hoops? I suspect that more frequently than we would like to admit, they aren't.
By the way, merry Christmas!
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Eternal Son, Eternal Love
1 Father of everlasting love,
Take to thyself thy mighty power;
Let all earth’s sons thy mercy prove,
Let all thy wond'rous grace adore.
2 The triumphs of thy love display;
In every heart reign thou alone;
Till all thy foes confess thy sway,
And glory ends what grace begun.
3 The God of grace, and health, and power,
Fountain of light and love below,
Abroad thine healing influence shower,
O’er all the nations let it flow.
4 Inflame our hearts with perfect love,
In us the work of faith fulfil;
So not heaven’s host shall swifter move,
Than we on earth, to do thy will.
Charles Wesley
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
OK, it's not technically a Christmas hymn! But the Methodist hymnal puts it under Kingdomtide and that's ultimately what Christmas is all about, right?
I don't recall ever singing this hymn, and according to Hymnary.org, it only occurs in about 6 or 7 hymnals, so I guess that's not surprising.
</idle musing>
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
About those Ten Commandments...
There is a first-aid kit! (Tozer for Tuesday)
Father Eternal, Ruler of Creation
1 Father eternal, Ruler of creation,
Spirit of life, which moved ere form was made;
Through the thick darkness covering every nation,
Light to man's blindness, O be Thou our aid:
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done.
2 Races and peoples, lo! we stand divided,
And sharing not our griefs, no joy can share;
By wars and tumults Love is mocked, derided,
His conquering cross no kingdom wills to bear:
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done.
3 Envious of heart, blind-eyed, with tongues confounded,
Nation by nation still goes unforgiven;
In wrath and fear, by jealousies surrounded,
Building proud towers which shall not reach to heaven:
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done.
4 How shall we love Thee, holy, hidden Being,
If we love not the world which Thou hast made?
O give us brother love for better seeing
Thy Word made flesh, and in a manger laid:
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done.
Laurence Housman
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
A very appropriate hymn for this time of year, and this time in the life of the world/country. We could use more hymns/prayers like this one.
The biography of Housman is interesting: He's the younger brother of A. E. Housman. He also was a committed pacifist and a socialist, so he had issues with censorship...
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Monday, December 23, 2024
The presence of the kingdom—in the Hebrew Bible!
The Lord Will Come and Not Be Slow (John Milton)
1 The Lord will come and not be slow,
His footsteps cannot err;
Before him righteousness shall go,
His royal harbinger.
Truth from the earth, like to a flower,
Shall bud and blossom then;
And justice, from her heavenly bower,
Look down on mortal men.
2 Surely to such as do him fear
Salvation is at hand!
And soon his glory shall appear
And dwell within our land.
Rise, God, judge thou the earth in might,
This wicked earth redress;
For thou art he who shalt by right
The nations all possess.
3 The nations all whom thou hast made
Shall come, and all shall frame
To bow them low before thee, Lord,
And glorify thy name.
For great thou art, and wonders great
By thy strong hand are done:
Thou in thy everlasting seat
Remainest God alone.
John Milton
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
One of the fifteen hymns that John Milton wrote, and it only occurs in under a hundred hymnals. The versification varies widely, too. Some split this up into six verses instead of three.
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Saturday, December 21, 2024
Father, in Whom We Live
1 Father in whom we live,
in whom we are and move,
the glory, power, and praise receive
of thy creating love.
Let all the angel throng
give thanks to God on high,
while earth repeats the joyful song,
and echoes to the sky.
2 Incarnate Deity,
let all the ransomed race
render in thanks their lives to thee
for thy redeeming grace.
The grace to sinners showed
ye heavenly choirs proclaim,
and cry: 'Salvation to our God,
salvation to the Lamb!
3 Spirit of holiness,
let all thy saints adore
thy sacred energy, and bless
thine heart-renewing power.
Not angel tongues can tell
thy love's ecstatic height,
the glorious joy unspeakable,
the beatific sight.
4 Eternal triune Lord!
Let all the hosts above,
let all the sons of men, record
and dwell upon thy love.
When heaven and earth are fled
before thy glorious face,
sing all the saints thy love hath made
thine everlasting praise.
Charles Wesley
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
A good trinitarian hymn. Would that it were more common; heaven knows we need better theology in our songs today. But this one only occurs in about 100 hymnals. Mores the pity.
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