Tuesday, September 30, 2014

What are you singing today?


So many times I ask "what are you listening to?" and today I thought I would change it a little . . . we are told in the Bible:

speaking to one another with psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit. Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord,

or as another translation says:

addressing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody to the Lord with your heart,

Both of these are Ephesians 5:19, but they are slightly different. Another translation says "in your heart" and I think all three are correct!

We can make melody in our hearts if we are not in a situation where we can sing aloud, and we also should sing from our heart and with all our heart!

So, what are you singing today?




2 comments:

Belinda said...

Unfortunately, no singing for me today. I have a deep cough and sore throat with earache. I'm off to see the doctor to see if we can get this taken care of. Been fighting it for almost a week.

I will say that in our worship service the other day we sang, "Holy Holy Holy" and it brought tears to my eyes.

Cathy said...

I've had parts of this one going through my head all day today.... one of my favourites.

And Can It Be Lyrics



And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?



’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?



He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?



Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?



Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?



No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?