Sorry to post this so soon after the last one but I felt I had to! Someone I know on Facebook posted the lyrics to this song, which spoke so powerfully to me that I felt I had to include them here! The words were written by the Iona Community and I couldn’t find a […]
Lord Jesus, Think On Me
Another hymn for you, the words to this one are from Synesius of Cyrene, circa 430 (Μνώεο Χριστέ); translated from Greek to English by Allen W. Chatfield. I use these hymns as an example for prayer and reflection, as well as something nice to listen to – they are not just added here as “filler” posts. The lyrics are […]
Jesus, Lover of My Soul
This much-loved hymn is by Charles Wesley and if you visit the Cyberhymnal, you can listen to the traditional tune. Alternatively, here is a YouTube video of Chris Eaton singing the hymn to a modern tune that he composed. I think his is a wonderful version. You can visit his website here. Lyrics are printed […]
Within Our Darkest Night
It has been a while since I posted a song I think appropriate for times when we are feeling bad. I recently found a Church of England website called Mental Health Matters which has some resources for services and so on for people with mental illnesses. They listed a Taize chant called “Within Our Darkest Night” […]
Hymn Above All Hymns
There is one hymn that moves me like no other, one that speaks deeply to me whether I am well or ill, and which provides great comfort to me. That hymn is “Abide With Me” by H F Lyte (1793 – 1847). I love both the words and the music, and I hope you will […]
Seeking Relief
All ye who seek for sure relief in trouble and distress, whatever sorrow vex the mind, or guilt the soul oppress, Jesus, who gave himself for you upon the cross to die, opens to you his sacred heart: O to that heart draw nigh. Ye hear how kindly he invites; ye hear his words so […]
Healing in the Evening
At even when the sun was set The sick, O Lord, around thee lay; O in what divers pains they met! O with what joy they went away! Once more ’tis eventide, and we Oppressed with various ills draw near; What if thy form we cannot see? We know and feel that thou art here. […]