When Morning Gilds the Skies
This morning, our worship service opened with "When Morning Gilds the Skies." Each Sunday, before the service begins, I scan the worship bulletin, opening the hymnal to the first hymn, writing the title of the sermon and the scriptures in my sermon notebook, and getting an idea of the flow of the service. When one of my favorite hymns is in the bulletin, it gives me something to look forward to; when there's a hymn printed, it's usually a familiar tune with new lyrics that better follow the theme of the service than the original lyrics, but sometimes it's something completely unfamiliar to me, and I can sing (or whistle) through it ahead of time so I know what's coming. On occasion, though, my response is, "Oh, great." There are some songs I just can't stand, for whatever reason. Sometimes it's because the words are meaningless or confusing to me. Sometimes it's because the melody is practically unsingable. Other times, it's be...