He Comes to Us

Back in early December when this blogging thing was going pretty strong, one of our lesson discussions led us to the choral anthem “He Comes to Us,” arranged by Jane Marshall.  The text of the anthem is the last paragraph of Albert Schweitzer’s 1948 book The Quest of the Historical Jesus:

“He comes to us as One unknown, without a name, as of old, by the lakeside, He came to those men who knew Him not. He speaks to us the same word: ‘Follow thou me!’ and sets us to the tasks which He has to fulfill for our time. He commands. And to those who obey Him, whether they be wise or simple, He will reveal Himself in the toils, the conflicts, the sufferings which they shall pass through in His fellowship, and as an ineffable mystery, they shall learn in their own experience Who He is.”

This is not to re-engage in that December discussion, only to state that “He Comes to Us” will be one of two anthems the choir sings at Sunday’s 11 o’clock service (the other a jazz rendition of “Jesus Calls Us”).  Of all the choral works I’ve sung, “He Comes to Us” would easily be in my Top Five.  I encourage you to tune in.

— Danny

2 comments to He Comes to Us

  • Tom

    Well, I that’s as compelling an invitation to the 11 a.m. service as you could want.
    Not to reopen the discussion in December, but perhaps we can all agree that he comes to us and calls us to follow him along paths that are unfamiliar if not unknown: paths that counterintuitive to our human inclination to strive and to provide.
    This week’s lesson scripture is familiar to all of us, ending with Christ’s compelling observation, “Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
    So, aside from taking in the lovely strains of the choir’s anthems, how do you square this week’s lesson scripture with how we live our lives?

  • Hi Henry,Thank you for sharing your excrpienee. You are correct, Patience is not my virtue. I have been at that point, running out of gas, I was 1 mile from work. I just knew I would make it to the last exit. But of course, I didn’t. God sent a very nice person to take me to the office. He was driving an 18 wheeler. I was hesitant to get into his rig. The climb to get in was the biggest step ever, I was willing to walk, in fact that is what I had started to do. It was about 6:30 in the morning in Illinois. But I felt calmness when the man stopped. There was a peace in my heart. I knew that God was with me. He had sent a good and kind samaratanPeace comes from the Lord, who rains on heaven and earth. God Bless You, Henry

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