A Prized Possession
by Elouise
A prized possession sits in front of me. It’s small, worn and faded. I found it years ago, when I was working at the seminary. It was sitting on a give-away table.
I’ve always had a weak spot for books, especially when they’re free. So I picked it up and couldn’t put it down—a small hymnal, pocket-book size.
The stamp on the inside cover says “Property of Trinity Church, Vineland, N.J.” Title: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940.
My relationship with this little book has been sporadic, though with a theme. It keeps me centered and focused when I’m going through tough times. I first appreciated it fully after I broke my jaw in April 2016. When I couldn’t find words or sleep, it offered something to calm my heart.
Now, in April 2020, I’m using it regularly. My life and death aren’t unfolding as anticipated. The hymn I read and sang today is spot on. It doesn’t offer a quick fix. It offers a joyful, realistic description for any day of the year—especially now.
Even if you aren’t overtly religious, these words might be for you, too. The sun doesn’t rise and set on orders from any human being. I find that immensely reassuring in these troubled times.
Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise!
Triumph o’er the shades of night:
Day-spring from on high, be near;
Daystar, in my heart appear.Dark and cheerless is the morn
Unaccompanied by thee;
Joyless is the day’s return,
‘Till thy mercy’s beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.Visit then this soul of mine!
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief!
Fill me, radiancy divine;
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more thyself display
Shining to the perfect day. Amen.Words by Charles Wesley, 1740
© 1940, 1943 by The Church Pension Fund
Published in The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America – 1940
Praying we’ll all make time to breathe deeply today, and be grateful.
Elouise♥
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 21 April 2020
Photo of sunrise in Acadia National Park, Maine, found at pinterest.com
I am showing my age when I admit that hymn lyrics are often more meaningful to me than modern praise choruses. Thank you for sharing this, Elouise. It’s not a hymn I was familiar with.
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You’re welcome, Marilyn, and aren’t alone when it comes to preferences. I sometimes feel like a dinosaur, but then again, they too were pretty awesome! 😎
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Breathing here, and so very grateful! 🙂
Hymns can bring us such comfort! From my childhood, I carry so many of them with me…A Mighty Fortress, It is Well with My Soul, This is My Father’s World, Great is Thy Faithfulness, Be Thou My Vision, etc.
Even today they come to mind and make me smile. 🙂
(((HUGS))) and ❤ 🙂
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Yay for breathing! One of our disciplines at my (church-run) grade school was memorizing hymns! All verses!!! Also, lots of Bible chapters from the King James Version. I still wince sometimes when I read some of the newer versions. Or hear familiar words of hymns made “better” but (to me) they aren’t! 🙂
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Very nice Elouise, but I always found Charles Wesley’s hymns a lot easier to sing.
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Thanks, John. Did you know he wrote over 6000 hymns? After hearing you read poetry to your granddaughter, I can almost hear you singing a Wesley hymn!
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When I was at school the music master told me I was never to make a sound when we sang because I sang flat all the time.
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The nerve! Maybe the music master heard flat all the time! 🙂
Random comments (especially from Australia) aren’t always showing up on my mobile device–only on my desktop computer. 😦
I hope you’re having some good neighborly conversations over the fence and across the street. Today, when we went walking, the birds were singing their little hearts out. They’re so happy to have the air space all to themselves.
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Hi Elouise,
I love that hymnal! I became an Episcopalian in college, and when I moved to Philly this was the hymnal we used at the small church I attended on the UPenn campus. When the “new” hymnal came along a few years later, I was happy to take one of the copies of the 1940 Hymnal the church was giving away.
Thanks for the reminder of this lovely hymn, so appropriate to the spring season and good to remember in these times when we cannot gather together for worship.
Blessings!
Nancy
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You’re so welcome, Nancy. Thanks for your comments. What a happy coincidence–that we’re both drawn to this little hymnal! The copy I have came from a church in New Jersey. It was already worn and well-used, but not marked up–then or now! 🙂 I miss singing together (in church), and try to make up for a bit of it by playing lots of hymns on my piano.
Take care!
Elouise
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I love the 1940 hymnal – it’s the one I turn to first.
Grace and peace to you…
dw
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Yes…just this morning I got all teared up (in a good way) singing one of the morning hymns. Thanks, dw. Grace and peace to you as well. 🙂
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