Singing in the storm

This morning’s opening hymn: While angels delight to hymn you above, the humbler creation, though faltering their praise with true adoration shall sing all their days. The humbler creation: that’s us. And sometimes our praise is faltering indeed. Sometimes it’s hard to sing. Not the music, necessarily, although sometimes it’s a challenge to learn new … More Singing in the storm

Ride on

Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die. O Christ, your triumphs now begin o’er captive death and conquered sin. Henry Hart Milman wrote those words in 1827 and these are the words that we will sing tonight, at Evensong. Not the hymn tune that most of us know (we’ll … More Ride on