God's Growing Garden: Old Fashioned Sunday Hymn Sing #134

Welcome to the 134th Old Fashioned Sunday Hymn Sing!

I miss the old hymns that I remember from my childhood - there were no drums, no electric guitar and no mind numbing beat. It was just voices and maybe a piano or an organ. The choir led the congregation in singing - and the words of these hymns are poetic. I realize that there is a need for the modern "seeker oriented" worship music - but it is also necessary to have deeper songs (no offense intended to anyone who prefers the newer church songs).

I decided to have an "Old Fashion Sunday Hymn Sing" once a month on this blog.

I personally do NOT have a great singing voice - I used to play the guitar & piano but my voice is NOT an instrument. That's the great thing about this digital hymn sing, you can warble along without being embarrassed or without offending anyone else.

The hymns that we will be studying are taken from an old hymnal from a Baptist church that is no longer in existence - "The North American Hymnal" published in 1956 by "THE ROGER WILLIAMS PRESS"

I will also try to find a version of the featured hymn on "YouTube" to share with you each month.

Today's featured hymn is "Saved by Grace" written by Fanny J. Crosby (1820-1914). The author of this hymn is probably one of the most well known hymn writers - she wrote about 8,000 poems total (many of which were set to music). When she was only 6 weeks old she became blind but this was her attitude about her situation:

"She says that had it not been for her affliction she might not have so good an education, nor so great an influence, and certainly not so fine a memory. She knows a great many portions of the Bible by heart, and had committed to memory the first four books of the Old Testament, and also the four Gospels before she was ten years of age."

I have included 2 videos below the lyrics.

Enjoy!

Turn with me to number 532 in your hymnals and let's sing:

Saved by Grace

written by Fanny J. Crosby(1820-1915) & composed by George C. Stebbins (1846-1945)

1. Someday the silver cord will break, And I no more as now shall sing; But oh, the joy when I shall wake Within the palace of the King!.

CHORUS

2. Someday my earthly house will fall, I cannot tell how soon t'will be; But this I know.....my All in All Has now a place in heaven for me.

CHORUS

3. Someday when fades the golden sun Beneath the rosy-tinted west. My blessed Lord will say, "Well done!" And I shall enter into rest.

CHORUS

4. Someday till then I'll watch and wait, My lamp all trimmed and burning bright, That when my Savior opes the gate, My soul to Him may take it's flight.

CHORUS

Chorus

And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story Saved by grace,
shall see to face.

And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story Saved by grace,
shall see to face.