Happy birthday, Charles
December 18, 2022Charles Wesley was born in Epworth, Lincolnshire on December 18, 1707. His mother, Susannah, gave all of her many children a rigorous classical education, which included learning Latin and Greek. Charles later attended Christ Church, Oxford, and graduated with a degree in classical languages and literature. He was ordained in the Church of England, and in 1735, he and his brother John sailed to the North American colony of Georgia as missionaries. But the venture was a disaster, and the brothers soon returned to England, defeated and discouraged.
What ended up being the lasting legacy of this miserable voyage resulted from the presence on the ship of a group of Moravian Christians who often sang hymns together. This was something Charles was not used to hearing; the Anglican churches of that time had choirs that provided music for services, but there was no congregational singing. The Moravians inspired Charles to write hymns that could be sung by anyone, not just trained vocalists. By the time of his death in 1788, Charles had written more than six thousand hymns, many of which are among the most familiar and best-loved in Christendom.
Sunday musical offering
November 21, 2021
Hallelujah!
And let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint or die;
My soul shall quit this mournful vail
And soar to worlds on high.
And I’ll sing hallelujah, and you’ll sing hallelujah,
And we’ll all sing hallelujah when we arrive at home.
Oh, what are all my sufferings here
If Lord thou count me meet,
With that enraptured host appear
And worship at Thy feet.
And I’ll sing hallelujah, and you’ll sing hallelujah,
And we’ll all sing hallelujah when we arrive at home.
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,
Take life or friends away;
But let me find them all again
In that eternal day.
And I’ll sing hallelujah, and you’ll sing hallelujah,
And we’ll all sing hallelujah when we arrive at home.
Sunday musical offering
February 16, 2020
And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Saviour’s blood?
Died he for me, who caused his pain,
For me, who him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be
That thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
He left his Father’s throne above,
So free, so infinite his grace,
Emptied himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race.
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me.
No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in him, is mine.
Alive in him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
And claim the crown through Christ, my own.
Amazing love! How can it be
That thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Sunday musical offering
June 2, 2019
Hail the day that sees Him rise, Alleluia!
To His throne above the skies, Alleluia!
Christ, the Lamb for sinners given, Alleluia!
Enters now the highest heaven, Alleluia!
There for Him the triumph waits, Alleluia!
Lift your heads, eternal gates, Alleluia!
He has conquered death and sin, Alleluia!
Take the King of glory in, Alleluia!
See, He lifts His hands above, Alleluia!
See, He shows the prints of love, Alleluia!
Hark, His gracious lips bestow, Alleluia!
Blessings on His church below, Alleluia!
Lord, beyond our mortal sight, Alleluia!
Raise our hearts to reach Thy light, Alleluia!
There Thy face unclouded see, Alleluia!
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee, Alleluia!
Happy birthday, Charles
December 18, 2018In honor of the birthday of English hymn writer Charles Wesley (1707-1788), here is one of his greatest hits in an arrangement by American composer Dan Forrest (b. 1978) of a melody by German composer Felix Mendelssohn (1809-1847), performed by the combined choirs and orchestra of Concordia College.