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Ephesians 3:14-19

I Corinthians 13

Zechariah 9 & 10                                                

Ephesians 2:11-22

Matthew 11:19a                                                 


Isaiah 61:4


Matthew 22:21

Psalm 24                                                           

Luke 2

Psalm 34                                                           

Romans 8:28

Isaiah 6    

Isaiah 60-61


Call to Worship 1  2   3                                      

Five Solas of the Reformation 2 1                           

Superiority of Jesus Christ 1 2 3

Imputed Righteousness 1  2  3  4                          

Thanksgiving 1 2

Lord's Supper 1                                                   

Trinity 2 1

New Covenant 1 2

Christian Unity  1 2                                              

Sovereign Grace 1 2 3

Christmas Carol 1                                                 

Spiritual Warfare 1 2

Love of God 1


After hearing the public reading of Isaiah 60 and 61 in worship, I furiously began jotting down initial notes on this new hymn. Then it sat there for a number of weeks, other duties and distractions crowding out hymn writing time for me. Then while leading a hymn tour in England (Summer 2016) and another Oxford Creative Writing Master Class, I pulled it out of my bag during some down time. I was sitting in Rabbit Hole at The Eagle & Child in Oxford, where Lewis and Tolkien and their cronies met weekly for Inklings.

But where I really finished it was the same day I first officiated at a wedding, this one for a former student and her now husband (the wedding did take).  It was a delight being asked to do the wedding and the premarital counseling of this newly wed couple. When Mary first contacted me about officiating she wrote, "I finally found someone who loves Jesus more than me." I replied, "I must meet this man." Read the chapters from Isaiah and the hymn and you'll see the appropriateness to a marriage celebration. 

My soul exults in God the Lord,

The Light arising, radiant Word!

The wealth of nations Yahweh brings

And clothes his children like we’re kings.


My heart exults in God the Lord,

Redeemer, Savior, glorious Word!

He binds the broken-hearted's sores

And bursts the captive prisoner's doors.


My soul exults in Christ the Lord,

Eternal God, majestic Word!

The oil of gladness on their head,

The mourning poor are richly fed.


My heart exults in God the Lord,

Subduing King, the faithful Word!

The least becomes a mighty clan,

The branch and planting of God’s hand.


My soul exults in Christ the Lord,

Our Bridegroom Jesus, Righteous Word!

You clothe your bride in beauty’s dress,

The robes of your own righteousness.


My heart is thrilled with God the Lord,

My Comfort, King, and Conquering Word!

Your open gates rich love displays,

Salvation’s walls resound with praise!

                                 Douglas Bond, August 27, 2016



O LOVE OF GOD, EXALTED HIGH—New Reformation Hymn, by Douglas Bond

Ephesians 3:14-17  14 For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, 15 from whom every family[a] in heaven and on earth is named, 16 that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, 17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, 18 may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, 19 and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.


O love of God, exalted high,

Transcends the earth, the sea, the sky.

O Father now I bow my knee

Before your loving majesty.

All praise we render to the Son,

The Father, Spirit, Three-in-One.


According to your lavished grace,

Sweet Heav’nly Dove, my heart embrace;

Renewing life within my soul,

With fullness filled and love controlled.    

All praise to Jesus, Holy Son,

The Father, Spirit, Three-in-One.


O love of Christ, surpassing wide,

For wayward sinners prone to hide;   

Love’s reach extends to every land,

To every country, every clan.

All praise we render, gracious Son,

The Father, Spirit, Three-in-One.


Elect from love-forsaken tribes,

Their names upon His hand inscribed,           

Will with triumphant hosts above

Extol His wide-embracing love!

All praise we render to the Son,    

The Father, Spirit, Three-in-One.


The love of Jesus, broad and deep:

Through death’s dark valleys still He keeps   

And guards my heart against the foe,

Through depths of sorrow, loss, and woe.                             

All praise to Christ, eternal Son,

The Father, Spirit, Three-in-One.


O love of God, how vast and long!

No demon might or tyrant throng                 

Can snatch me from my Father’s hand

Or thwart His love-bought sovereign plan.

All praise to Christ, exalted Son,

The Father, Spirit, Three-in-One.


                                                            Douglas Bond, copyright March 7, 2015


NEW REFORMATION HYMN based on the Five Solas of the Reformation: Sola Scriptura, sola gratia, sola fide, solus Christus, soli Deo gloria.

“They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated; they will renew the ruined cities that have been devastated for generations.” (Isaiah 61:4)


We marvel at your wondrous Word,

Divinely breathed, the Spirit’s sword.

Rebuild our ruins, restore our race,         `

O Living Word, the God of grace.


We need your Grace, the grace that brings

Forgiveness borne on mercy’s wings.

Rebuild our ruins, restore our race,

O God of mercy, God of grace.


Believing Faith repentance brings

And joy that makes our glad hearts sing!

Rebuild our ruins, restore our race,

O faithful Jesus, God of grace.


We worship Christ and to Him cling,

To Him alone, for everything!

Rebuild our ruins, restore our race,

Messiah, Jesus, God of grace.


We Glory in the One who brings

Eternal peace—all glorious King!

Rebuild our ruins, restore our race,

O Sovereign Jesus, God of grace.

                Douglas Bond (copyright, January 2, 2015)


"The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, 'Here is a glutton
and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.'" Matthew 11:19a

Jesus, faithful Friend of sinners,

God incarnate, pure and sinless;

I am full of all that hinders-

Empty, lonely, lost and friendless.

Jesus, tender Shepherd faithful,

God in fullness here below;

I am anxious, dull, ungrateful,

Prone to wander, full of woe.

Jesus, Servant, precious treasure,

Gave your life my life to win.

I am vain, pursuing pleasure,

Full of hunger, self and sin.

Jesus, Savior, blessed Redeemer-

Filled with mercy overflowing,

I'm forgiven without measure-

Friend of sinners, glorious King!


               (Douglas Bond, copyright, 10/25/14)


I'm deeply grateful to several composers who have written fine tunes for most of my hymn texts. Additionally, there are some older hymn tunes that have never become associated with singable hymns. For the uncertain, a hymn's meter is designated by the number of syllables per line and the number of lines in each stanza. Try listening to other existing hymn tunes in Long Meter (I often write in LM,, that is, four lines of eight syllables each), and in Common Meter (CM,, that is, four lines alternating between eight and six syllables per line). Match the tune that works best with the text and the meter designation (LM, CM...) next to the hymn titles below. By matching up the meter of the poetry with the meter of the musical tune, you can sing new poetry to a fine classic melody.

Suggestions: African-American CM tune McKee (score) seems to go very well with The Lord, Great Sovereign. Or try the Scottish Psalter CM tune Dunfirmline.  

Here are several existing tunes that may work well with some of the hymn poetry below: Try out others at these links: Long Meter and Common Meter

Erfurt (score)

Grieg, LM

Bishopthorpe (score)

Brynteg (score)

Eisenach, (Bach) Eisenach seems to go well with We Hail the Christ (score)

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"We must beware lest our ears be more intent on the music than our minds on the spiritual meaning of the words. Songs composed merely to tickle and delight the ear are unbecoming to the majesty of the church and cannot but be most displeasing to God." John Calvin

Come Bless the Lord (Long Meter, LM,

Built around Isaiah 6 when the prophet saw the Lord high and lifted up. Each stanza of the hymn follows the order of Reformed corporate worship in seven parts.

Hymn poetry      Musical score.      Erfurt (score)


Come, bless the Lord and trembling rise

Before the Sovereign of the skies;

Before his majesty now raise

Adoring hymns of grateful praise!


Bow humbly down, your sins confess;

Pour out your soul, on mercy rest.

Since Christ triumphant bears your woe,

Repent, his cleansing mercy know.


Rise joyful now and Jesus bless

For his imputed righteousness,

His sovereign kindness, lavished grace,

His freely dying in your place.


Pay all your vows and cheerful bring

The gifts he gave; give back to him.

His gifts, so vast, his life outpoured—

Ourselves we lay before you, Lord.


Come, Word of Life, yourself reveal;

Your truth make us to know and feel;

Inflame our minds to love your ways;

Make us a sacrifice of praise.


Come, Jesus Christ, sweet heav’nly Bread,

And with your life this table spread,

Then grateful we will solemn dine

On hallowed bread and sacred wine.


Now go into the world in peace,

And bear the burdens of the least,

And bathe your neighbors’ feet in love,

So Christ they’ll know and praise above.


Douglas Bond, Copyright, June 4, 2008   music

Creator God, Our Sovereign Lord (

Paul Jones, Music Director, organist, and composer at Tenth Presbyterian, Philadelphia, and I collaborated on this hymn, he providing the excellent musical composition, and I the poetry. It's based on the five "solas" of the Reformation, sola Scriptura, sola fide, sola gratia, solus Christus, soli Deo gloria, with a refrain based on John Calvin's personal seal, "My heart I offer thee, O Lord, promptly and sincerely." The audio is Paul conducting his Tenth Pres choir from the organ--the man's brilliant!

Hymn poetry.      Musical score.       Audio.


Creator God, our Sovereign Lord,

The heavens tell, the stars have shown,

Your splendor, might, and Deity,

But Truth lies in your Word alone.

                        My heart to you, O God, I give,

                        And by your Word I live.                                               


In Truth your Word reveals my guilt,

My lost, unworthy self makes known,            

But now made new I’m justified

And live and move by Faith alone.

                        My heart to you, O God, I give,

                        And now by Faith I live.


Before you made the world you chose,

In love, to send your only Son

To ransom me and make me one

With Christ, my Lord, by Grace alone.

                        My heart to you, O God, I give,

                        And now by Grace I live.


O Christ, Redeemer, Savior, King,

Subdued by grace, I am your own;

Enthrall my soul and make me free,

Reformed, redeemed by Christ alone.

                         My heart to you, O God, I give,

                         And now in Christ I live.


O glorious God, who reigns on high,

With heart in hand, before your throne,

We hymn your glory ‘round the world   

With psalms adoring you alone.

                          My heart to you, O God, I give

                          And for your glory live.

Douglas Bond, Copyright, October 31, 2007

Brief commentary:

Creator God, our Sovereign Lord, by Douglas Bond, is written in quatrains of iambic Long Meter with a developing refrain arranged in an 8.6 couplet in iambic meter. The five stanzas are organized around the five theological priorities of John Calvin and the Protestant Reformation, expressed in Latin as, Sola Scriptura, Sola Fide, Sola Gratia, Solus Christus, Soli Deo Gloria, and in English as the Bible alone, Faith alone, Grace alone, Christ alone, to God alone the glory. The refrain makes parallel references to these five solas, and also alludes to Calvin’s inscription on his personal seal, Cor meum tibi offero, Domine, prompte et sincere, or in English, “My heart I offer thee, O Lord, promptly and sincerely.” 33k5tA0j3Xw


I Know That My Redeemer Lives (Long Meter, LM,

A children hymn based on themes in the Book of Job. This hymn is chapter five of my childrens picture book in verse on Job. 

Hymn poetry.      Musical score.      Brynteg, (score)    Erfurt (score)     Audio. 

I know that my Redeemer lives!

And with His life my sin forgives.

O Jesus, Lord, I’ll hope and pray,

And patient be—though come what may.


When troubles come with grief and tears

And hope is lost in all my fears,

On God who gives and takes away

My sins, and doubts, and sorrows lay. 


His ways are wondrous, high above,

So full of righteousness and love.

So glorious is my God of grace,

My longing heart leaps from its place.


Redeeming mercy gives me light

And songs of joy within the night.

Since Jesus all my troubles bore,

I am God’s friend forevermore!


O great Redeemer, glorious sight!

Your will and ways are always right.

My heart within me yearns to see

Your glory, light, and majesty!


Douglas Bond, December, 2010

If I Can Speak With Tongues of Fire (Long Meter, LM,

While singing one of very few poetic texts on I Corinthians 13 and feeling that there was so much left unearthed in the lines I was singing, I began working on the following. This one was labor (with apologies to my darling wife and all mothers). Over months that became years, I have worked and reworked several versions, some shorter, and one considerably longer. Look for another hymn that is a recasting of a recasting of one of the recastings of this one (and still recasting).

Hymn poetry.      Musical score.   Musical score 2      Erfurt (score)     Audio.

If I can speak in tongues of fire

Yet fail to do what love requires,

I’m nothing—though high mountains move—

I’m nothing without perfect love.


I’m nothing if I try to hide

Resentment, envy, selfish pride.                      

I’m nothing—though high myst’ries find—  

If I’m not patient, humble, kind.


His heav’nly gifts God gives to me

So Christ’s perfected love I’d see

And know—and speak, and serve and give—

And in my holy Bridegroom live.


In faith and hope, love perseveres,

No anger and no rudeness hears;

Such lovingkindness—fully blessed—

Gives foretastes of eternal rest.


I see in part like children here,

A poor reflection in a mirror;

Yet in my heart I long to find

Love more by Jesus’ love refined.


Above I’ll know, as Christ has known,

How vast his love for sinners shown!

With eyes undimmed I’ll end my race

And gaze on Jesus face to face!

                            Douglas Bond, Copyright, December 28, 2007

King Jesus Reigns (Long Meter, LM,

While listening to a sermon on the text "Render to Caesar the things that are Caesars, but to God the things that are God's," I began furiously jotting down a flood of ideas for this hymn. My wife at times scowls at me during a worship service when I begin doing this; she thinks it might be a bad example to the children. I explain to her (later, not during the service) that it's just my version of taking notes on the sermon. I don't think she entirely buys this, but I'm imminently satisfied with it. Readers of the Crown & Covenant Trilogy will hear hints and allusions reminiscent of the grand struggle of Covenanters to uphold the Crown Rights of the Redeemer in his Kirk.  

Hymn poetry.      Musical score.   Musical score 2      


King Jesus reigns, enthroned on high!

With heart and voice we glorify

His Majesty, his power and grace,

And his high sovereignty embrace.


Though kings usurp and proud men try

Their pompous selves to deify,

Adoring praise shall never cease

For Christ, Redeemer, Prince of Peace!


King Jesus rules upon his throne

And does the wealth of nations own;

While fading things to Caesar bring,

Ourselves we render to our King.


While pharaohs, kings, and emperors boast,

The King of kings leads out his host;

The proud, one day, shall bow the knee

When Christ in triumph sets us free!


King Jesus wears his worthy crown,

Though envious men and nations frown,

And we, by grace, on eagle’s wings,

Uphold the Crown rights of our King!


His holy nation, chosen ones,

We joyful bow, and with our tongues

We hymn allegiance high and sing,

“Hail Jesus! Sovereign Lord and King!”


                Douglas Bond, Copyright, March 12, 2008

Lord Jesus, You're More Excellent (Long Meter, LM,

Hebrews 1:3-4 “After making purification for sins, [Jesus] sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high, having become as much superior to angels as the name he has inherited is more excellent than theirs.”

Hebrews 8:6 “Christ has obtained a ministry that is as much more excellent than the old as the covenant he mediates is better, since it is enacted on better promises.”

Hymn poetry.      Musical score.     Brynteg (score)     Bishopthorpe (score)     Erfurt (score)     Audio. 


Lord Jesus, you’re more excellent

Than Moses’ ancient covenant:

God's Law you perfectly obeyed

And on the cross its curse you paid.


My Royal Priest is excellent

Above the dying priests who went

In yearly terror through the veil—

But once for all Christ did prevail.


Lord Jesus, you’re more excellent

Than all the guardian angels sent

To guide our steps both day and night,

Since Jesus guards with sovereign might.


Great Savior, you’re more excellent

Than all the Devil’s arrows spent

In furious rage against the ones

For whom Christ died to make his sons.


Kind Jesus, you’re more excellent

Than doubts and troubles I invent;

Your life laid down, my victory won—

My Advocate, God’s holy Son.


O Christ, you are most excellent,

By th’new and better covenant:

Redeeming Love who took my part,

Inscribed your Law upon my heart.


O Righteous One, most excellent,

Your cross fulfilled the covenant;

O Worthy One, who took my place,

I long to see you face to face.


Douglas Bond, Copyright, March 28, 2011

Our God In All Things Works for Good (Long Meter, LM,

Just one month before my father passed away with cancer, I managed to get these lines down, and have tweaked and revised a bit since. Romans 8 has long been and continues to be a text on which one can hazard all.  Hymn poetry.      Musical score.   Musical score 2     Grieg     Erfurt (score)     


Our God in all things works for good;

His sovereign, gracious will has stood

And will through endless ages stand,

Sustained and ordered by his hand.


In goodness God stretched out the sky,

The sun and moon and stars that cry,

"Almighty God has made all things!"—

Creation groans yet shouts and sings.


From heaven’s bounty God gives food

To saint and rebel, bad and good;

Our God in all things meets men’s needs

And just and unjust kindly feeds.


When clouds descend and troubles rise,

Despair and darkness, tears and sighs,

Yet God is good in grief and loss,

And bears his own who bear their cross.


Redemption, purchased and applied

To favored ones for whom Christ died;

His lambs he grants repentance free

And eyes of faith his cross to see.


All praise to God who works for good!

Whose loving kindness firm has stood

And will through endless ages stand,

Unerring, ordered by his hand.

                            Douglas Bond (Copyright May 15, 2006)

The Lord, Great Sovereign (Common Meter, CM,

This hymn is a loose versification of highlights from Zechariah chapters 9 and 10, a passage on which I haven't seen other hymns written. The text is an example of one of many of the Bible's themes that capture male interests--guy stuff. My male protagonist, Drew, in The Accidental Voyage, the fourth Mr. Pipes book, writes it in fits and starts throughout the story. He did so while I was making--equally in fits and starts--my very first effort at writing a hymn. This is it.

Hymn poetry       Musical score (Jones)        McKee (score)       Dunfirmline   


The Lord, Great Sovereign, shall appear,


His wand’ring sheep he’ll bring


From distant lands, through surging seas,


To shout before their King!



Deceitful shepherds, false and vain,


Have led his flock astray;


God's enemies he'll trample down,


Their lies he will repay.



With trumpet blast, the Lord appears,


His arrows flashing round;


He shields his flock, destroys his foes;


Glad vict’ry shouts will sound.



He makes his children mighty men,


They bend the battle bow;


So in God's strength, against the proud,


His foes they overthrow!



Restored, victorious, gathered in,


Their enemies o'ercome;


God’s children worship round his throne,


And in his name they run!



God’s bless’d, redeemed, and chosen ones,


His children shout and sing!


"All praise to Christ, the Cornerstone,


Triumphant, glorious King!"


 Douglas Bond, (Copyright, 2001)

Triumphant Jesus (Long Meter, LM,

While reading CH Spurgeon's Morning and Evening, wherein he was waxing eloquent (as only Spurgeon can do and so often does) on the phrase "The Lord mighty in battle" from Psalm 24, the following lines came to me, considerably more rapidly and effortlessly than is remotely normal for me. Poetry is labor, not quite so extreme as that cosmic and peculiar kind God carried my wife through six times over when delivering our children into the world, but to me at times it feels sort of like that when writing. But not on this one.  Hymn poetry.      Musical score.   Musical score 2    Brynteg (score)    Erfurt (score)     Audio. My friend, MITCH NUTT, has just composed new music for this hymn (1/9/14). Listen to it here.

Triumphant Jesus bore the cross

Of cruel passion, curse, and loss;

He routed sin, and death, and woe,

And Satan my infernal foe.                   


Yet does the fiend still prowl and lurk,

His schemes upon my heart to work.

But God before me who can stand

When Christ in battle guides my hand?


Since Christ my Savior works within,

No more am I a slave of sin.

The hopes of hell and Satan wrecked,

No more can he charge God’s elect.


No power of flesh or demon’s might

Can snatch from me Christ’s blood-bought right.

I more than conquer by the Word

Of Christ my Captain and my Lord!


                                Douglas Bond, Copyright, December 12, 2007

We Worship Christ, the Cornerstone (

I was included in the loop of a series of emails from church musicians who had attended a music symposium in Florida. They all seemed to agree that there was a dearth of hymn poetry on the theme of unity and oneness in the body of Christ as explored by Paul in Ephesians 2:11-22. I began reading the passage, cross-referencing, and gathering phrases, words, and ideas. In December of 2009, when what the Bible means about confessional unity had been wrenched from the theoretical to the wincingly real and immediate in our lives, the following lines came together as if I had been given a poetical/theological spinal block--painlessly, at least while writing the hymn. 

Hymn poetry.  Musical score.     Eisenach (score  Bach)      Loving Kindness     or St. Petersburg


We worship Christ, the Cornerstone,

Who made us one in him alone!

Not Jew nor Gentile, bond nor free,

This commonwealth of unity.           

Our Lord has from the two made one,

And with his blood our peace has won.


Brought near in Christ, the Prince of Peace,

Our envy, strife, and warfare cease;

For tribes and tongues, and strangers all,

Our Peace has broken down the wall;

New covenant mercy he extends

To us his fellow heirs and friends.


One faith, one hope of heav’n above,

A unity of holy love;

One body made of many parts,

A unity of loving hearts;

One temple built of cast-off stone,

Made holy by the Holy One.


To Jesus Christ we lift one voice— 

The household of our Father’s choice—

Whose love makes ours for others grow

And makes the watching world to know

That our abiding Cornerstone

Has made us one in Christ alone!  


                        Douglas Bond, Copyright, December 2, 2009

We Rise and Worship (Long Meter, LM,

I was asked by my friend and PCA minister, Rick DeMass, to work on a new hymn appropriate to a Thanksgiving service. My initial reaction was that I'm not a performing animal who can crank out poetry on cue. But then I began going through passages on Thanksgiving (there's heaps--a rich blessing in itself), until I came to Psalm 34, my father's favorite Psalm during his terminal illness. "O, taste and see that the Lord is good," struck me afresh, and the Eucharistic, Lord's Supper allusions and implications thrilled me. Just days before the Thanksgiving service that Rick wanted the hymn for I managed to produce the following. It seems to me that the hymn is not restricted to once a year Thanksgiving service use. Listen to two different versions specifically composed for this text.

Hymn poetry.      Musical scoreMusical score 2     Erfurt (score)   Audio.   

We rise and worship you, our Lord,

            With grateful hearts for grace outpoured,

For you are good—O taste and see—

            Great God of mercy rich and free. 


A chosen son of God on high,           

            I trembling bow and wonder why

This Sovereign Lord—O taste and see—

            In love stooped down and rescued me.


Your Son obeyed the Law for me,

            Then died my death upon the tree.

O Jesus Christ, I taste and see

            And marvel that you purchased me.


In might, your Spirit drew me in,

            My quickened heart from death to win.

O Holy Spirit—taste and see—

           My comfort, hope, and surety.


With thankful praise our hearts we give;

            By grace alone we serve and live.

O Trinity, we taste and see

            Your sovereign goodness full and free.


Douglas Bond, Copyright, November 19, 2007

Listen to the Audio: WE RISE AND WORSHIP, composed and sung by Judy Rogers

Watch video version of Judy Roger's wonderfully Celtic rendition of this hymn: WLIaKQGav1c


Hymn to Synergism

I’ve long thought that one of the significant problems with synergistic theology is that it doesn’t sing very well. “Jesus paid it all,” would have to sound something like, “Jesus paid most of it; most of it to him I owe,” which of course is far worse than just bad poetry.

What I’ve observed is that whatever their declared theology, when hymn writers set their quill to paper to write a hymn of praise to God they feel constrained to extol the free mercy of God in Christ. But I have long wondered what a hymn would sound like written by someone who believes that God and man are in a responsible partnership in salvation. So I attempted to project myself into the theology of synergism (which is actually so much easier than any of us really wants to admit) and out came this:

I praise and worship Father thee
Since I have chosen free
To bow before your majesty
By my own liberty.
O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

The Father leaves us, every man,
To choose him if we can;
My will he never violates
But passive sits and waits.
O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

The Son who did his best for all
Leaves me alone to call;
Along with all the human race,
I’m left to choose my place.
O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

The Spirit draws—but not too much;
My will he’ll never touch,
But leaves me free to choose my faith,
The captain of my fate.
O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

It would not make a bit of sense
To earn my recompense,
If I don’t have ability,
My free will and my liberty.
O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

With apologies, by Douglas Bond, January 29, 2012

What Wonder Filled the Starry Night (Long Meter, LM,

A CAROL of CHRIST’S FIRST and SECOND COMINGS.      Hymn poetry.      Musical score.       Audio.

This hymn/carol took me several years to write. Carols are some of the church's most endearing hymnody, and so it was with fear and trepidation that I set my imagination to work on one. My good friend Vince Treadway, organist extraordinaire and composer, composed a tune Wonder for it below, and so did Mitch Nutt, the gifted young musician/composer--click here for the musical score to Mitch's work or here to listen to him singing it. 


What wonder filled the starry night

          When Jesus came with heralds bright!

I marvel at His lowly birth,    

          That God for sinners stooped to earth.


His splendor laid aside for me,

          While angels hailed His Deity,

And shepherds on their knees in fright

          Fell down in wonder at the sight.


The child who is the Way, the Truth,

          Who pleased His Father in His youth,

Through all His days the Law obeyed,

          Yet for its curse His life He paid.         


What drops of grief fell on the site

          Where Jesus wrestled through the night,

Then for transgressions not His own,

          He bore my cross and guilt alone.


What glorious Life arose that day

          When Jesus took death’s sting away!

His children raised to life and light,

          To serve Him by His grace and might.


One day the angel hosts will sing,  

          “Triumphant Jesus, King of kings!” 

Eternal praise we’ll shout to Him

          When Christ in splendor comes again!


                             Douglas Bond (December 16, 2010)



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New Hymns by my students and readers

Fifteen-year-old's original hymn poetry

I ran from Him in sinful pride,

Completely lost—alone;

I failed to see why Christ would die;

How could His blood atone?


And yet the Shepherd searched for me,

And summoned me by name,

Then when He placed me in His arms,

I’ve never been the same.


Forever, He will be my guide,

Along life’s broken path,

And if I wander from the Way,

He’ll always lead me back.


And when I’m led to Heaven’s gate,

Where I will see His face,

I’ll ever kneel before the King,

And sing His saving grace.

--Abbie Welch (10th grade)


Hymn by seventeen-year-old based on Psalm 18

I love you, Oh my Lord,

My Rock, My Strength, My Shield,

My Fortress, My Deliverer,

Whose wrath is not concealed.


I sing unto my Lord,

Who’s worthy to be praised.

He’s saved me from my enemies,

And from my fears he’s raised.


So lost in sin I was,

Entangled in the night,

The chords of death encompassed me,

I could not win the fight.


Thus kneeled before the Lord,

To God I gave my plea,

And from on high he heard my voice.

‘Twas him who called on me.


He drew me from the depths,

And from my enemy,

He saved me from all Satan’s powers,

From all calamity.


I praise the God above,

For he alone can save;

Without his hand I’d be condemned,

For me his life he gave.


I love the Lord my God,

So perfect are his ways.

The Word of God proves true and strong;

For me his life he lays.

 --Grace DeGraaf (17)

One of my delightfully witty students, Kristianna Anderson, an accomplished cellist (my favorite stringed instrument), and poet, while preparing for her final exam in my English class today, felt like St. Andrew of Crete ("Christian, dost though see them..., hear them... feel them...) had not sufficiently explored enough of the human senses and so penned a new stanza:

Christian dost thou smell them
With a stench so foul?
Spreading heinous odors
While they're on the prowl?
Christian do not sniff them!
By no means inhale;
Turn your nose toward heaven;
Let righteousness prevail!


Another seventeen-year-older's hymn

Like Judah who in ancient days
Rejected God’s all-knowing way
To follow after sinful aims,
My wicked heart is heaped with blame,

For while I look upon the tree
Where Christ endured sore misery,
I see the shackles on my feet
And arms and hands—on all of me.

Who is this man, that He should die
While I, the wretch, stand idly by
As He, the blameless sacrifice,
Atones for sin and pays my price?

Then breaking through my dismal thoughts,
Christ smiles upon my hopeless lot:
“The Lord is just—the justifier
Whose righteousness will never tire.”

For Christ endured sore misery
That I, through faith, may be set free
From Satan’s steely, iron chains
Of Death’s destructive, ruthless reign.

My gratitude could ne’er repay
My Lord for grace He grants each day;
But I will thank Him all the more,
And praise His Name forevermore.

  Andrea Ueland (17)



The Son of God became a man,
Born humbly in a stall,
Fulfilled the prophecies at birth,
He came to save us all.
A shoot will spring from Jesse’s stem,
A King from David’s line.
The Virgin shall conceive a child,
The son of the Divine.
The Magi coming from the East
With gifts for newborn King;
The shepherds coming from the hills,
Where angels’ echoes ring.
They knelt before the King of Kings,
And praised Him as their Lord;
This baby wrapped in swaddling cloth,
The universe adored. 
Christ Jesus we exult today,
We praise His holy name,
My Sword and Shield enthroned on high,
Forever He will reign.
--Isabel Anderson (17)