Jun 152011

A friend and neighbor gave me an old hymn book a while back.  I have thumbed through it a few times since, smiling as it brings to mind songs I haven’t sung since I was a kid.  Every now and then I can’t help but stop on a page and hum or sing a few words. 

I must be getting old.  Tonight I actually sat down with the hymn book and my guitar.  I cracked the book open and flipped a few pages, looking for a tune to play.  After a few casual page turns, I came to one.  It wasn’t long until my fingers were picking, my mouth was singing, and my heart was beating to the tune . . .

More about Jesus I would know,
More of His grace to others show;
More of His saving fullness see,
More of His love, who died for me.
More, More about Jesus . . .

I don’t really know who Hewitt and Sweney were, but they sure could write a decent song.  Copyright 1887, and still stuck in my head.