At church this week, someone asked ‘why do we sing?’
These are my thoughts:
In the beginning was the word.
The Father spoke it
And Jesus came, and shared the word
Bringing it to earth in human form,
And the Spirit set the word to music
And the everlasting song was sung:
‘Holy holy holy’ the song in heaven
‘Holy holy holy’ we sing on earth
The bride singing with the groom.
And the Father, loving the song
Said to his Servants, write down a song or two
In my everlasting script.
So they started to write
And couldn’t stop until the book of songs had 150 of them
And still new ones being sung on heaven and earth
For the song is in His heart, like His love it has no end.
We sing a new song, a song of his love
And He sings songs of deliverance over us
songs of joy, songs of everlasting love
songs of freedom, listen, and you hear our chains fall, broken to the floor.
How can we not sing?….
Come let us join heaven’s song…and sing.
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Thatâs lovely, Emma â Paul would so love it too, Iâm sure. It brought to mind a poem of his Iâd forgotten about and which I discovered in a book of published Christian verse Testament of Faith; he wrote it soon after starting his New Forest parish ministry: Plaitford really was as he described, but it grew . . . . and we had Colin Bell!!
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