Hymns of Faith

Wanda Hendrickson

READ : Isaiah 56:1-8

One of the joys of summer is the summer hymnsing. “Oh that will be, glory for me; when by His grace I shall look on his face!” The words pump up joy to overflowing. It seems the higher the temperature rises, the higher the decibels; the more ambitious the hymns. Eighty-nine degrees and we’re belting out “Wonderful Grace of Jesus,” hitting high “A.” We need “sparkling like a fountain” to cool down our perspiring faces.

We “Praise The Savior,” we who love Him, confessing some day we shall be who, where and what we should. Sometimes the tone is quiet. “Abide With Me,” calling in song for the presence of the Lord. We pray: “Savior, Breathe an Evening Blessing” and “May the Mind of Christ My Savior live in me from day to day.” A young boy requests number 170, “Joy To the World.” Why not? The Lord is here in August.

In song we ask: “How can it be that Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?” Yes, because of “Amazing Grace.” He came “Out of the Ivory Palaces.” Yes, we claim Your perfect peace, flowing “Like a River Glorious.” Hearts, voices and outstretched arms praise “Love Divine, all loves excelling.” The commu- nity of Your people truly are “lost in wonder, love and praise!”


Heavenly Father, “In My Heart There Rings a Melody.” Thank You for the great hymns of the church. “O, dear Savior, come and stay with me, ‘tis Eventide.” Amen.