My Books by Francis Bennoch
I love my books as drinkers love their wine;
The more I drink, the more they seem divine;
With joy elate my soul in love runs o’er,
And each fresh draught is sweeter than before.
Books bring me friends where’er on earth I be, –
Solace of solitude, – bonds of society!
I love my books! they are companions dear,
Sterling in worth, in friendship most sincere;
Here talk I with the wise in ages gone,
And with the nobly gifted of our own.
If love, joy, laughter, sorrow please my mind,
Love, joy, grief, laughter in my books I find.
Old English Song:
OH for a booke and a shadie nook
Either in-doors or out ;
With the grene leaves whisp’ring overhead,
Or the streete cryes all about,
Where I may reade all at my ease,
Both of the new and olde ;
For a jollie goode booke whereon to looke,
Is better to me than golde.
Lyrics: Karl Gustav Boberg in Swedish, translated into English by Stuart K. Hine and Joseph Bayly.
Music: Swedish folk melody.
Theme:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory above the heavens.
When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?
Psalm 8:1,3-4
This beloved hymn, popularized by George Beverly Shea and Cliff Barrows in Billy Graham’s crusades, was translated from a Swedish poem written by Swedish pastor Karl Gustav Boberg in 1885. Karl Boberg wrote of the hymn’s origins:
It was that time of year when everything seemed to be in its richest coloring; the birds were singing in trees and everywhere. It was very warm; a thunderstorm appeared on the horizon and soon thunder and lightning. We had to hurry to shelter. But the storm was soon over and the clear sky appeared.
“When I came home I opened my window toward the sea. There evidently had been a funeral and the bells were playing the tune of ‘When eternity’s clock calling my saved soul to its Sabbath rest.’ That evening, I wrote the song, ‘O Store Gud.'”
The Swedish hymn lyrics were translated into German, then into Russian, and in the early 1930’s British missionary couple Stuart and Edith Hine heard the hymn in Russia, and Stuart began writing down the lyrics and writing new verses of his own, all still in the Russian language. Later, he translated two verses of the Russian version hymn into English and added two verses of his own. Manna Music purchased rights to the song from Hine in 1954 and published it, changing the words “works” and “mighty” in Hine’s original translation to “worlds” and “rolling”.
This is the version of the poem/lyrics that Billy Graham and his team were given in 1954 at Graham’s Harringay Crusade. The song was used in other crusades, but it really became popular when it was used at the Madison Square Garden Billy Graham Crusade in 1957. Here’s the man himself, George Beverly Shea, singing this classic hymn back in 1969.
O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Refrain:
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Verse 2:
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze:
Verse 3:
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin:
Verse 4:
When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!
Cecelia: “The music to this combined with the vivid word pictures has always made this a favorite–rolling thunder, power throughout the universe displayed. You just can’t help but think of this hymn and thus God during thunderstorms, and for a little girl (and grown woman) who is afraid of them, it gives such peace.”
“There are many miles to go in this legislative journey,†Snowe said. “My vote today is my vote today. It doesn’t forecast what my vote will be tomorrow.â€
My point exactly: Let the Democrats figure out how she’s going to vote tomorrow.
Bo Snerdly is a black man? And why can’t Rush Limbaugh buy anything he wants if he’s got the money, honey, and the sellers have got the time?
This hymn was written specifically to be sung on Trinity Sunday, the first Sunday after Pentecost, eight weeks after Easter Sunday. Heber’s hymn was considered by Alfred, Lord Tennyson to be one of the fines hymns ever written. Heber was appointed Anglican bishop of Calcutta (which included responsibility for all of India, Sri Lanka, and Australia), and he was known for his hard work and devotion to the evangelization of the Indian people.
1. Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee;
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!
God in three persons, blessed Trinity!
2. Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Which wert and art and everymore shall be!
3. Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,
Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee,
Perfect in power, in love, and purity!
4. Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea.
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!
God in three persons, blessed Trinity!
To the People of Texas & all Americans in the World
Fellow Citizens and Compatriots,
I am besieged by a thousand or more of the Mexicans under Santa Anna. I have sustained a continual Bombardment & cannonade for 24 hours & have not lost a man. The enemy has demanded a surrender at discretion, otherwise the garrison are to be put to the sword, if the fort is taken. I have answered the demand with a cannon shot, & our flag still waves proudly from the walls. I shall never surrender or retreat. Then, I call on you in the name of Liberty, of patriotism & everything dear to the American character, to come to our aid with all dispatch. The enemy is receiving reinforcements daily & will no doubt increase to three or four thousand in four or five days. If this call is neglected, I am determined to sustain myself as long as possible & die like a soldier who never forgets what is due to his own honor & that of his country. Victory or Death.
William Barret Travis Lt. Col.
My Texas History and Literature class at our homeschool co-op will be choosing from the following books for their next reading assignment:
The Boy in the Alamo by Margaret Cousins. Fiction set in the Alamo, 1836. Corona Publishing, 1983. Ms. Cousins very much presents the Texans’ side and the traditional account of the Alamo story through the eyes of her fictional hero, twelve year old Billy Campbell. Billy runs away from home and follows his older brother Buck who has joined Davy Crockett’s Tennessee Volunteers.
I Remember the Alamo by D. Ann Love. Jessie is angry with her father for moving the family out of their home in Kentucky all the way to Texas. Then when Pa and Jessie’s old brother Yancy leave the family to join up with Colonel Fannin Texan army, Jessie has even more reason to be angry —and afraid.
A Line in the Sand: The Alamo Diary of Lucinda Lawrence Gonzales, Texas, 1836 by Sherry Garland. Twelve year old Lucinda Lawrence records in her diary the experiences of her family before, during, and after the siege of the Alamo.
The Mystery of the Alamo Ghost by Carole Marsh. Christian and her brother Grant visit the Alamo with their grandparents because their grand mother is writing a mystery story set in the Alamo. Then, the kids run into a real-life mystery involving a seemingly real ghost. Susanna of the Alamo: A True Story by John Jakes. Susanna of the Alamo tells the story of the only Texan survivors of the Alamo, Susanna Dickinson and her baby.
Inside the Alamo by Jim Murphy. Nonfiction by award-winning author Jim Murphy. Mr. Murphy tells the story of the Alamo factually, but he doesn’t mind telling readers when there is controversy about what happened. Inside the Alamo presents the known facts and allows readers to decide on their interpretation.
Theme: There is therefore now no condemnation to them that are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus made me free from the law of sin and of death. Romans 8:1-2.
Although I like this hymn very much, I’m rather surprised that it came in at number nine on this list. I don’t think I even heard of it until we came to the church we now attend, an Evangelical Free church. Maybe it’s not a Baptist hymn.
Some of the people who listed or wrote about this hymn had the following comments:
Jawan McGinnis: “Why did he die for me? I deserve nothing! I turned against him and went my own way but he chased and wooed me. I was helpless but he found me. I long for a life that lives in with the purpose of glorifying him in all things.” Jennifer Donovan: This hymn rivals any praise chorus in my mind for evoking emotion (especially if it’s sung at a nice brisk tempo). Sharon: An old pastor used to say, sing the exclamation points! Subversive Influence: “This is one of those hymns which brims with wonder and resounds with gospel truth. They don’t write them much like that anymore. Boldly approaching the throne, mercy immense and free. These are lyrics upon which one can — and should — spend time feasting and meditating.”
And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.
He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.
No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Enjoy the congregational singing in the video embedded above. One of the best side benefits of being a Christian and a church member is that we get to sing our hearts out every Sunday, no matter whether you’re a trained vocalist or a tuneless wonder. Everybody gets to sing, all together, unison or parts, loud or soft, as you will, to the Lord. Where do nonChristians go to sing like that? Singing along with the radio is all very well, but it’s not the same as singing out all of the emotions and worship in one’s heart along with a group in full voice. And I get to do this every single week, sometimes more frequently than once a week!
I’ve decided that on Mondays I’m going to revisit the books I read for a course in college called Advanced Reading Survey, taught by the eminent scholar and lovable professor, Dr. Huff. I’m not going to re-read all the books and poems I read for that course, probably more than fifty, but I am going to post to Semicolon the entries in the reading journal that I was required to keep for that class because I think that my entries on these works of literature may be of interest to readers here and because I’m afraid that the thirty year old spiral notebook in which I wrote these entries may fall apart ere long. I may offer my more mature perspective on the books, too, if I remember enough about them to do so.
Author:
Lin Yutang, or Lin Yu-t’ang, was a Chinese American author born in China and educated in Christian schools there. He later moved to New York and still later to Singapore. He also moved from a childhood immersed in Christianity to a sort of joyful paganism and then back to a deep commitment to Christ and to the church. At the time that his most famous book of essays, The Importance of Living, was written (1937), Mr. Lin was in the happy Chinese pagan chapter of his life. He later wrote another book, From Pagan to Christian, in 1959 that detailed his return to Christianity and the reasons for it. Lin Yutang was a best-selling author, and he was nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature several times in the 1970’s. He is said to have been a writer who bridged Eastern and Western cultures. Oh, and he also invented and patented a Chinese typewriter.
Quotations: “Somehow the human mind is forever elusive, uncatchable, and unpredictable and manages to wriggle out of mechanistic laws or a materialistic dialectic that crazy psychologists and unmarried economists are trying to impose upon him.”
“The world, I believe, is far too serious, and being far too serious, it has need of a wise and merry philosophy.”
“A plan that is sure to be carried out to its last detail already loses interest for me.”
“Somewhere in our adult life, our sentimental nature is killed, strangled, chilled, or atrophied by an unkind surrounding, largely through our own fault in neglecting to keep it alive or our failure to keep clear of such surroundings.”
“No one should aim at writing immortal poetry, one should learn the writing of poems merely as a way to record a meaningful moment, a personal mood, or to help the enjoyment of Nature.”
“Scholars who are worth anything at all never know what is called “a hard grind” or what “bitter study” means. They merely love books and read on because they cannot help themselves.”
“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.”
I really would like to re-read Mr. Lin’s essays on living a good and wise and simplified life. Maybe when I simplify my life . . .
The Day-Glo Brothers is subtitled “The True Story of Bob and Joe Switzer’s Bright Ideas and Brand-New Colors.”
These are the closest examples I could get of Day-Glo (fluorescent) colors:
Fluorescent Green
Day-Glo Yellow
Day-Glo Orange
They’re those colors that crossing guards wear and that characterized the 1960’s, and they glow in the daylight or when illuminated by an ultraviolet light source. The Switzer brothers, Bob and Joe, invented these colors just before World War II, and the colors became useful in wartime, especially on aircraft carriers and in naval warfare and rescue, and later in peacetime as companies and individuals began to think of multiple uses for these easily visible colors.
I can see how a book like this one might inspire young inventors and scientists who are still in elementary school to think about the many unexplored areas of science and about the intersections between science and other disciplines, in this case art and advertising. Mr. Barton tells the story in straightforward prose and yet includes enough anecdotes about the Switzers’ lives and personalities to keep readers interested. The bright Day-Glo illustrations on black background complement the story perfectly.
O.K., really, really outside my comfort zone. I don’t even know the difference between hip-hop and rap. And when the narrator of this story, fifteen year old Tory Tyson, starts talking about “laying down some banging beats” and “reggaeton tracks”, I’m lost. Nevertheless, I enjoyed this essay into urban fiction from Revell Publishers, a division of Baker Publishing Group (yes, that’s a Christian publishing house).
The story is classic: Tory’s rise to fame as a rap/hip hop producer is fraught with temptations and with danger to his reputation and even his life. But Tory’s “moms” is praying for him, and he finds a friend who keeps him grounded in discussions of the meaning of absolute truth, character, and integrity. He also gains a girlfriend and loses a best friend in the process. Some of the scenes were a little high on the drama scale: Tory gets arrested at one point, and he survives an attempted shooting. But I think the drama will appeal to young adult readers, and the story doesn’t get too preachy for me, although some non-Christian readers may disagree with my assessment in that area. As Tory says, “Christians are masters of the bait-and-switch. They invite you to something like they’re really interested in being around you, but what they really want to do is turn you over to Jesus.”
I won’t lie; there’s a lot of Jesus stuff in this novel. But there’s also a lot of rap music talk, a lot of growing up, and a lot of figuring out what it means to preserve a man’s integrity. I’m not going to be listening to any hip hop (or rap) artists as a result of reading this novel, and you’re not going to be rooked into becoming a Christian if you’re not one already. However, it gave me a new perspective on the urban music scene, and you might find something of interest here, too.
I nominated this one for the Cybils in the Young Adult Fiction category because it’s fun.
Other views: Au Courant: “Unsigned Hype astonished me. I was amazed at how someone so culturally different than me could actually be relatable and REAL. It further impressed me with a mature teenager, Tory, as a main character.”
Thursday October 15th is the last day for you to nominate your favorite children’s and young adult books published in the last year for a Cybil Award. The book(s) you nominate should have been published sometime between October 15, 2008 and October 15, 2009. You are allowed to nominate one book in each of the following categories:
Click on the category title to see the list of books already nominated in that category. I’ve already used up all of my nominations, but the following are books that I think are eligible and that have NOT been nominated (last time I looked):
The Adventurous Deeds of Deadwood Jones by Helen Hemphill. Middle Grade Fiction. Published in late 2008. (ISBN978-1590786376) Semicolon review here.
Family Reminders by Julie Dannenburg. (ISBN978-1580893206) Middle Grade FIction.Semicolon review here.
Escape Under the Forever Sky by Eve Yohalem. Middle Grade Fiction. (ISBN978-0811866538) Semicolon review here.
The Locked Garden by Gloria Whelan. Middle Grade FIction. (ISBN9780060790943)
Days of Little Texas by R.A. Nelson. YA FIction.(ISBN9780375855931)
The Unknowns by Benedict Carey. Middle Grade Fiction. (ISBN9780810979918)
The Brooklyn Nine: A Novel in Nine Innings by Alan Gratz. YA FIction.(ISBN9780803732247)
A Voice of Her Own: Becoming Emily Dickinson by Barbara Dana. YA Fiction. (ISBN9780060287047)
Rock ‘n Roll Soldier: A Memoir by Dean Ellis Kohler. YA nonfiction. (ISBN978-0061242557)
Ghosts of War: The True Story of a 19-Year-Old GI by Ryan Smithson. YA Nonfiction. (ISBN978-0061664687)
The Duel: The Parallel Lives of Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr by Judith St. George. Middle Grade Nonfiction. (ISBN978-0670011247)
If you’ve read any of these and want to nominate them, rush on over to the Cybils website and do so —posthaste. A book can only be considered if it’s nominated.
My Books by Francis Bennoch
