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Book Review:Then Sings My Soul

I grew up singing Christian hymns and think they are absolutely beautiful. One of my interests is Christian History, so when the opportunity came to review this book, I was really excited.  I was not disappointed. Then Sings My Soul is a collection of 150 Christmas, Easter and favorite Hymn stories. 

The book is organized by occasions, starting with Christmas hymns.  One one page is the hymn, while the facing page has a brief story about the hymn.  Hymns tell a story. We connect to them because the faith that we have is shared by the writer.  He or she expresses for us the tribulations, struggles, triumphs and hope that we feel as we journey through this walk of faith.

We relate to their personal stories because we relate to the hymn. That is why I NEED to know their stories.  The hymn comes to life for me when I think about the people behind their words.  When I struggle to stay out of the 'mullygrubs' I think of Fanny Crosy, the blind hymnist who lost her only child as an infant.  She wrote Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine. Praising my Savior all the day long. This is my story. This is my song. Praising my savior all the day long.

I could go on and on with my favorite stories but I suggest you buy the book or do some research for yourself on your favorite hymn. You may find new encouragement and zeal for the walk you are on. So keep your head high sister!  We will make it!

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