An Apology of Sorts

I contacted a local Gospel radio announcer this morning with the complaint that songs of  contemporary worship so often seem too shy to name the name of Jesus. A new release had brought this to mind. There is power in that name and I do not stand by vague allusions. Jesus. Say it and the sword of division has been drawn. A warm drawing sensation or awkwardness from misunderstanding and fear drummed up by the enemy of our souls? Say that Name and the  possibilities of Hope, Healing and Deliverance start to materialize.

Shortly after the email exchange there appeared to be a jolt of revelation! What was, to my understanding, the most powerful Gospel song of all? Look at the lyrics:

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.

Nope. Doesn't name the name of Jesus. Sorry Pat.

Note: Might also give you the story of John Newton the hymn writer.


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