In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free, While God is marching on! . . . from the BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
Thursday, October 22, 2009
My Shepherd Will Supply My Need
One of the most wonderful things in life is stumbling upon something inexpressibly beautiful and uplifting, that you didn't know before was there. This happened to me today at work while listening to some instrumental music on my iPod, from a CD collection of old English hymns set to strings and woodwinds. A selection came up entitled My Shepherd Shall Supply My Need, with which I wasn't familiar. Struck by the quiet, lilting melody, I went looking on YouTube for a choral rendition, and found a breathtaking one by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. I was moved to tears by the beautiful singing and video, the latter featuring lovely artwork depicting the Savior's life among us as well as the words to this incomparable hymn. Based on the Psalm 23, the text was written by the "Father of English Hymnody," Isaac Watts (1674-1748), and set to music in 1863 by William B. Bradbury (1816-1868) (composer of such popular old hymns as He Leadeth Me, Just As I Am, Without One Plea, and Sweet Hour of Prayer).
So relax, close your eyes (well, after you've watched the video), and let the comfort and hope of this precious work flow over you! (text appears beneath the video)
My Shepherd will supply my need: Jehovah is His Name; In pastures fresh He makes me feed, Beside the living stream. He brings my wandering spirit back When I forsake His ways, And leads me, for His mercy's sake, In paths of truth and grace.
When I walk through the shades of death Thy presence is my stay; One word of Thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days; O may Thy house be my abode, And all my work be praise. There would I find a settled rest, While others go and come; No more a stranger, nor a guest, But like a child at home.
3 comments:
JoJo
said...
Beautiful! We have that recording and it's always been one of my favorites, but I never knew all of the words. I LOVE the last two lines.
What a lovely rendition of Psalm 23! I remember singing this version years ago at Thanksgiving in my old church choir. It's probably my favorite. Thank you for posting this!!
Beautiful... I translated this into Spanish and we're singing it with our congregation choir for a conference we have this next Sunday. Beautiful music, amazing spirit.
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Beautiful! We have that recording and it's always been one of my favorites, but I never knew all of the words. I LOVE the last two lines.
What a lovely rendition of Psalm 23! I remember singing this version years ago at Thanksgiving in my old church choir. It's probably my favorite. Thank you for posting this!!
Beautiful... I translated this into Spanish and we're singing it with our congregation choir for a conference we have this next Sunday. Beautiful music, amazing spirit.
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