Blue Truck, Red State: Sunday Drive: The King of Love My Shepherd Is

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Sunday Drive: The King of Love My Shepherd Is

7 comments:

June Butler said...: I love the hymn. In my church, we usually sing the St Columba tune, but I love both versions.; July 15, 2012 at 9:27 AM
Russ Manley said...: This one is St. Columba, isn't it? The melody I've heard most often. Lovely tune.; July 15, 2012 at 6:13 PM
June Butler said...: Russ, you're right. Yours is St Columba, which we sing in my church. I posted the other version on my blog, and I misremembered that yours, which I'd listened to earlier, was the same tune as the one I posted.; July 15, 2012 at 7:38 PM
Josh Thomas said...: Well, now you two cause me to haul out my Hymnal 1940, because my parish never sings this tune. It is NOT St. Columba; it's Dominus Regit Me by John Dykes. I've heard it sung, mostly in English and Southern U.S. parishes, and it's nice, Victorian with a sweetness to it some appreciate. I don't, though, in comparison to the traditional Irish St. Columba, with its triplet and minor chords.

If you do not repent I shall be forced to have an usher escort you from the premises until such time as God grants you better minds (hereinafter defined as agreeing entirely with me).

Quite sincerely,

The Vicar; July 21, 2012 at 2:26 PM
Russ Manley said...: Ha, okay have it your way Josh, I stand corrected. But I have always felt that in the best of all possible worlds, we would use the Book of Common Prayer along with the Methodist hymnal. It's just got more swing to it. Grin.; July 21, 2012 at 5:43 PM
June Butler said...: Josh, you are correct. This version is Dominus Regit Me, which is not the version we sing. We sing St Columba. I listened to different versions of the hymn on Sunday and became thoroughly confused.

Nevermind the usher. ;-); July 21, 2012 at 5:51 PM
Josh Thomas said...: Okay, ushers, hands off Grandma, but don't let anyone else get by with this.

Swinging Methodists, indeed.

Herr Vicar; July 22, 2012 at 1:33 PM

Prayer for Peace

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, harmony; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.

Churches say that the expression of love in a heterosexual monogamous relationship includes the physical, the touching, embracing, kissing, the genital act - the totality of our love makes each of us grow to become increasingly godlike and compassionate. If this is so for the heterosexual, what earthly reason have we to say that it is not the case with the homosexual?

It is a perversion if you say to me that a person chooses to be homosexual. You must be crazy to choose a way of life that exposes you to a kind of hatred. It's like saying you choose to be black in a race-infected society.

If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn't worship that God.

--Archbishop Desmond Tutu