Hymns I Love 9: The Old Rugged Cross

One of the most beautiful, poignant hymns. I love this one for its message of hope and promise.

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suff’ring and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.

In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I’ll share.

George Bennard, 1913

SFFS 24/10/2014

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Hi all! Welcome to this week’s post for SFFS. I will again be continuing to post from A Good Day to Die, leading on from where the last snippet left off. For those not up to speed, the POV character is a cyborg who’s just been stopped from committing suicide following his decommission. He has been summoned before his former captain and Admiral, and has just been given a new assignment that, amongst other things, includes being stripped of all his cyborg enhancements back down to just flesh and bones.

“Yes. One week. The doctors say muscle memory from before the implants will return before then. Report directly to sick bay.” The captain looked him in the eyes. “You do recall where that is, right?”

Only that? Only the one acknowledgement of his prior role? Maybe he should head for one of the airlocks and just finish the job they’d so rudely interrupted. It wasn’t like he felt any obligations.

“Actually,” it was the Admiral, “I think it’s best it be escorted to sick bay. It might get ideas about suiciding.”

The captain nodded, then spoke into his communicator. “Security to my ready room on the double.”

So much for that idea.

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SFFS 18/10/2014

Morning all! I’m here again – by the skin of my teeth, I might add, with another snippet from A Good Day to Die. Our ex-soldier has just been called “It” by his Admiral. I hope you enjoy :-)

It? He silently repeated. So I really AM just an object to them? Way to go, ‘fleet. He clenched his fists.

The captain nodded at the Admiral, then turned to him.

“You have a new mission. The enemy are more advanced, and have been incapacitating the R2s. You are the only one primitive enough…” Primitive? Primitive! This was getting better all the time! “…to help us now. Your implants and enhancements will all be surgically removed and extracted, and you are to be ready in one week for deployment.”

“One week, sir?”

Good to have you drop by here. Please don’t forget to let me know what you think; would you read this story?

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Hymns I Love 7: All Glory, Laud and Honour

All glory, laud and honor,
To Thee, Redeemer, King,
To Whom the lips of children
Made sweet hosannas ring.

Thou art the King of Israel,
Thou David’s royal Son,
Who in the Lord’s Name comest,
The King and Blessèd One.

The company of angels
Are praising Thee on High,
And mortal men and all things
Created make reply.

The people of the Hebrews
With palms before Thee went;
Our prayer and praise and anthems
Before Thee we present.

To Thee, before Thy passion,
They sang their hymns of praise;
To Thee, now high exalted,
Our melody we raise.

Thou didst accept their praises;
Accept the prayers we bring,
Who in all good delightest,
Thou good and gracious King.

John M. Neale, 1851

Hymns I Love 6: Eternal Father, Strong to Save

One of those strong, timeless hymns that evokes emotion and reverence wherever it is sung.

Eternal Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who biddest the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

O Christ! Whose voice the waters heard
And hushed their raging at Thy Word,
Who walked on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

O Trinity of love and power!
Our family shield in danger’s hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect us wheresoever we go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

William Whiting, 1860

Favourite Christmas Stories?

Are you an author? I know that everyone is a little anti-Christmas prior to Halloween, but I wondered if you could take a few minutes to tell me what your favourite Christmas story is – or more if you have more than one. I’ve listed my favourites; what are yours? Feel free to add to the list. The list will stay open till the 20th October.