My absolute favorite hymn!
He sang the version I learned in school, but he left out two stanzas that never fail to fill my heart and soul:
after “Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee, one.” comes
“Be Thou my battleshield (or “breastplate” if you prefer), Sword for the Fight, be Thou my whole armor, be Thou my true Might!” “Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my High Tower, raise Thou me Heavenward, great Power of my Power.”
Followed by:
“Riches I heed not, nor mans’ empty praise. Thou my inheritance, now and always! Thou and Thou only, first in my heart; High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.”
Then, “High King of Heaven, my victory won, may I reach Heaven’s Joys, O bright Heaven’s sun? Great Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, still be my Vision, O Ruler of All!”
Oh, and I was always taught that a Celtic battle roar was mandatory after the final line. 😀 (because it’s a Celtic hymn [the headmaster said “battle-hymn”] from the 500s or 700s AD, of course!)
We talk familiarly, in an off-hand way, of the Church and the world. Oftentimes we attach to the world the notion of a society which is pursuing secular objects and neglecting religion;
Christmas has come again. It is our yearly reminder that even though the world is still a dangerous and uncertain place that God has not forgotten or forsaken us. I think I
The underrated chronicler who paints "fully and vividly the thought and feeling of Britain in the fifty years of peace which preceded her final overthrow."
Amen! Van Morrison & the Chieftains do a stirring version of Be Thou My Vision
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9h-bbvmu0YY
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My absolute favorite hymn!
He sang the version I learned in school, but he left out two stanzas that never fail to fill my heart and soul:
after “Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee, one.” comes
“Be Thou my battleshield (or “breastplate” if you prefer), Sword for the Fight, be Thou my whole armor, be Thou my true Might!” “Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my High Tower, raise Thou me Heavenward, great Power of my Power.”
Followed by:
“Riches I heed not, nor mans’ empty praise. Thou my inheritance, now and always! Thou and Thou only, first in my heart; High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.”
Then, “High King of Heaven, my victory won, may I reach Heaven’s Joys, O bright Heaven’s sun? Great Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, still be my Vision, O Ruler of All!”
Oh, and I was always taught that a Celtic battle roar was mandatory after the final line. 😀 (because it’s a Celtic hymn [the headmaster said “battle-hymn”] from the 500s or 700s AD, of course!)
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