Guilty pleasure….

Oh Yeah. Since someone forced me into Gospel Choir a while ago and it was common to pray three times a day and sing hymns and hear someone read from the Bible every day, I must say something stuck with me from then.
I didn’t follow Jesus, as some people had wanted me to 😉 But since then, hymns are my guilty pleasure.
I find it really amazing when someone can find strength and hope in belief, and these hymns always touched me somehow.
Plus, Christmas hymns are THE BEST. BEST!
Here’s my top 5 or whatever.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCeSccazL8I It Is Well With My Soul

I remember the Hymn book saying that the man who wrote this song lost all of his four daughters and thus wrote that hymn.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoJz2SANTyo 2. Amazing Grace

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8UGaDcQcFKk 3. Oh come, Oh come Emmanuel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PuGikJfTkJU 4. The First Noel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRgXzPfIe5A 5. Hark! Now Hear The Angels Sing

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mPo8Ex3Wufo 6. Angels We Have Heard On High

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jH0HDNTrHFw 7. It Came Upon A Midnight Clear

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHVXHTsQOis 8. Oh Come All Ye Faithful

However – there are hymns that I cannot stand. One is “Jesus Loves Me” and “What A Friend We Have in Jesus”. Listen to them and you’ll know why.

My favourite is “First Noel”, still. It’s soooooo much fun singing this hymn. Actually, I miss singing hymns… there are some nice ones, after all.
And it’s just a nice, heart warming-ish feeling to sing them with a bunch of friends, just for fun.

Another hymn I liked since I watched “Cold Mountain” is Idumea. I like the special style of singing and the lyrics of the song. Some article said that these kinds of hymns coped with the people’s lack of understanding death and the meaning of life itself, put into a hymn.

Idumea

And am I born to die?
To lay this body down?
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown –
A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought,
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot?

Soon as from earth I go,
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be;
Waked by the trumpet’s sound,
I from my grave shall rise,
And see the Judge with glory crowned,
And see the flaming skies.

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