The act of singing out loud is an action dedicated to opening one's heart and soul to healing power.
From time to time I try to memorize a hymn or song. And in practicing the song, while walking home, or through the house or in the yard, I find that it lifts my soul and fortifies my faith.
There is a power that we lose when we simply forfeit our music to electronic devices and no longer depend upon our own actions and voice to make the sounds.
My song for this week:
Come, thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing thy grace! Streams of mercy never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above. Praise the mount! Oh, fix me on it, mount of God’s unchanging love.
Here I find my greatest treasure; hither, by thy help, I’ve come; and I hope, by thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger wandering from the fold of God; he, to rescue me from danger, interposed his precious blood.