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Hymnblog is a place to learn about and be strengthened in your faith by reading about and hearing the great hymns of the Christian faith.
The image above is of Dorothe Engelbretsdatter (1636-1716) the first known Norwegian woman hymn writer.
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HYMN FOR PENTECOST 22 Spirit of the Living God
The Angels in Paradise. William Blake Text and Tune: Daniel Iversen (1890-1977) Spirit of the Living God, Fall afresh on me, Spirit of the Living God, Fall afresh on me. Break me, melt me, mold me, fill me. Spirit of the Living God, Fall afresh on me. REFLECTION Jesus in the synagogue. James Tissot The debate about marying in heaven is one of the stranger debates between Jesus and the Saducees who did not believe in the resurrection. Their question begins with a premis
Gracia Grindal
1 day ago3 min read


Hymns for All Saints Day I Sing a Song of the Saints of God and a recipe
All Saints Day pumpkin Every Halloween for the past fifty years I have made this All Saints Day pumpkin and want to share it with you as well a a memory of a wonderful song plus.. Click the link for the recipe! https://www.hymnfortheday.com/post/hymn-for-all-saints-day-i-sing-a-song-of-the-saints-of-god-reformation-sunday
Gracia Grindal
6 days ago1 min read


HYMN FOR PENTECOST 21 Zaccheus
Russian icon of the Zacchaeus story Text and tune: Anonymous Zacchaeus was a wee little man, and a wee little man was he. He climbed up into a sycamore tree, for the Savior for to see. And when the Savior passed him by, he looked up in the tree, [Spoken] and said, 'Zacchaeus, you come down, for I'm coming to your house today For I’m coming to your house today.' Text: Gracia Grindal Tune: James E. Clemens He climbed into the tree a rich man To see Christ Jesus passing by,
Gracia Grindal
Oct 273 min read


HYMN FOR PENTECOST 20 With Broken Heart and Contrite Sigh
Text: Cornelius Elven (1793-1873). Tune: Penitence The Pharissee and Publican 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry: Thy pardoning grace is rich and free O God, be merciful to me. 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscience guilt oppressed; Christ and His cross my only plea: O God, be merciful to me. 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see: O God, be merciful to
Gracia Grindal
Oct 223 min read
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