A Celebration of National Hymns

Sabbath Day Thoughts — “A Celebration of National Hymns” Psalm 100, Gal. 5:13-17, 22-25

On this Independence Day weekend, we share the music and stories of some of our most beloved national hymns. These songs remind us of God’s goodness to us and our calling to be a nation grounded in the holy purpose to do justice, love kindness, and walk humbly with our God.

We begin with “My Country “Tis of Thee,” perhaps the first patriotic hymn that many of us learned in grade school. In fact, it served as an unofficial national anthem for a century until the adoption of “The Star Spangled Banner” in 1931. “My Country ‘Tis of Thee” was written by the Rev. Samuel Francis Smith in 1831 for an Independence Day celebration at Boston’s Park Street Congregational Church.

Smith was a noted Baptist pastor, language professor, editor, and preacher. He was an enthusiast of world missions, serving the Baptist Missionary Union for more than fifteen years. His travels took him to visit missionary outposts in Europe, Turkey, India, Ceylon, and Burma. Smith never retired. At the age of 87, he died suddenly while on his way by train to preach in the Boston neighborhood of Readville. Let us sing “My Country ‘Tis of Thee.”

“We Gather Together” is perhaps the quintessential Thanksgiving hymn. While we may associate it with the memory of pilgrims and Native Americans sharing a harvest meal, the hymn’s origin is quite different. Written by Adrianus Valerius in 1597, the words celebrate the victory of the Dutch in a war of national liberation against the Catholic King Philip II of Spain.

At the Battle of Turnhout (in modern-day Belgium) allied English and Dutch forces launched a surprise attack that routed the Spanish. The enormity of their victory is revealed in the casualties. Of 4,000 Spanish infantrymen, more than 2,000 were killed or wounded. The allies suffered losses of twelve killed and fifty wounded.

We might anticipate that a hymn written in the wake of such a momentous national event would tout the Dutch and English victory. Instead, the song rejoices in the freedom to worship. Under Spanish rule, Protestants had been forbidden to meet together. Freedom from King Philip II brought religious liberty. Let us sing “We Gather Together.”

The words to “This Is My Song” were written as a poem by American poet Lloyd Stone when he was a student at the University of Southern California. Upon graduation, Stone joined the circus and traveled to Hawaii. When the circus left, Stone stayed, making Hawaii his adopted home. He served as a composer and pianist for Kulamanu Studios, taught school, and wrote and illustrated many books of poetry.

In 1934, Ira B. Wilson of the Lorenz Publishing Company set Stone’s words to the hymn-like portion of “Finlandia” by Jean Sibelius. This arrangement was first published under the title “A Song of Peace.” Released in the period between World Wars when tensions were again mounting in Europe, the song struck a national chord of longing for an end to nation lifting up sword against nation. 

In 1951, the Hawaii legislature passed a special resolution bestowing upon Stone the honor and title of poet laureate of Hawaii (Ka Haku-Mele O Hawaii). Let us sing “This Is My Song.”

African American author and civil rights activist James Weldon Johnson wrote the words to “Lift Every Voice and Sing” for a school assembly in 1990. Booker T. Washington was in attendance and spoke on the occasion of Abraham Lincoln’s birthday. The music was written by his younger brother, composer J. Rosamond Johnson.

James Weldon Johnson was the first African American admitted to the Florida Bar Exam since the Reconstruction era ended. He was also the first black in Duval County to seek admission to the state bar. In order to be accepted, Johnson had a two-hour oral examination before three attorneys and a judge. He later recalled that one of the examiners, not wanting to see a black man admitted, left the room.

Johnson became a leader of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP), where he started working in 1917. Under his direction, the NAACP launched legal challenges to the Southern states’ disenfranchisement of African Americans by such legal devices as poll taxes, literacy tests, and white primaries. He also conducted a national campaign to raise public awareness about the widespread practice of lynching. “Lift Every Voice and Sing” became widely popular and has been called the “Negro National Anthem,” a title that the NAACP adopted and promoted. Let us sing “Lift Every Voice and Sing.”

Originally entitled “God of Our Fathers,” our next hymn features words written by Daniel Crane Roberts in 1876. At the time, the thirty-five-year-old Roberts was serving as the rector of St. Thomas & Grace Episcopal churches in Brandon, Vermont. Rev. Roberts wanted a new song for his church to sing to celebrate the American Centennial.

Later, in 1892, Roberts anonymously sent the hymn to the Episcopal General Convention for consideration by the commission formed to revise the Episcopal hymnal. If approved, he promised to send his name. The commission approved it, printing it anonymously in its report. Rev. Dr. Tucker, who was the editor of the Episcopal Hymnal, and George W. Warren, an organist at St. Thomas Church in New York City, were commissioned to choose a hymn for the celebration of the centennial of the United States Constitution in 1892. They chose this text and Warren wrote a new tune for it, “National Hymn,” including the glorious trumpet fanfare at the beginning of the hymn. Let us sing “God of the Ages, Whose Almighty Hand.”

The “Battle Hymn of the Republic” was written in 1861 by Julia Ward Howe, a leader in women’s rights and an ardent abolitionist. With America plunged into the depths of Civil War, Howe traveled to Washington and toured a nearby Army camp on the Potomac. She heard soldiers singing a tribute to John Brown, hanged in 1859 for leading an insurrection to free the slaves.

Inspired by what she had seen and heard, Howe returned for the evening to her lodging at the Willard Hotel. She woke in the early dawn with the words of this hymn fully formed in her thoughts. She hastily scrawled them on a scrap of paper and returned to sleep, sensing that something of importance had happened.

Howe’s poem was published in February of 1862. Set to music, Howe’s work became the battle hymn of the Union Army’s efforts to again unite the country and put an end to slavery. Let us sing “Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory.”

Our final hymn “Eternal Father, Strong to Save” has been adopted as an anthem by the United States Navy, Marines, Coast Guard, and Space Force. It was written in 1860 by William Whiting, an Anglican churchman from Winchester, England. Whiting grew up near the ocean and at the age of thirty-five had felt his life spared by God when a violent storm nearly claimed the ship he was travelling on, instilling a belief in God’s command over the sea.

Years later, as headmaster of the Winchester College Choristers’ School, Whiting was approached by a student about to travel to the United States, who confided an overwhelming fear of the ocean voyage. Whiting shared his experiences of the sea and wrote this hymn to “anchor the faith” of his student. In writing it, Whiting was inspired by Jesus stilling the storm and Psalm 107, which describes the power of God to preserve us amid the fury of the sea. Let us sing “Eternal Father, Strong to Save.”


Psalm 100


1 Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth.
2 Serve the Lord with gladness;
come into his presence with singing.

3 Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;[a]
we are his people and the sheep of his pasture.

4 Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise.
Give thanks to him; bless his name.

5 For the Lord is good;
his steadfast love endures forever
and his faithfulness to all generations.


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Helped and Healed

Sabbath Day Thoughts — “Helped and Healed” 2 Kings 5:1-14

We can find it hard to ask for help. Blame it on our American independence.  We generally think we know best, and we don’t like other people telling us what we should or should not be doing. It’s a deeply held American belief that we can be self-made men or self-made women.  That phrase was coined in 1842 by Senator Henry Clay to describe individuals whose success lay within the individuals themselves, not with outside conditions. Needing help? That can sound downright un-American.

Naaman needed help.  The Syrian General was a mighty man of valor.  He wielded absolute authority over his troops.  He won victory after victory for his country. He commanded the respect of his king.  He amassed untold wealth and acquired a retinue of servants. Naaman even had the favor of the Hebrew God Yahweh, who gave him victory after victory.

But Naaman couldn’t do it all.  Naaman suffered from tzara áth—leprosy.  He had skin lesions and eruptions. In the biblical world, Naaman’s disease rendered him an unclean social outcast, separated from God and neighbors We know that Naaman’s leprosy was bad enough that the household talked about it, and we can surmise that the men whom Naaman commanded did, too. It was bad enough that Naaman and his wife worried about it—and it seems that they had given up hope on finding a cure.  In fact, no one on earth could cure leprosy.  Only God could do that.

We all need help sometimes. The COVID-19 pandemic made us acutely aware of that. We needed help at church.  Thank goodness that our Resource Presbyter David Bennett came by that first week when things shut down and gave Duane and me a crash course in livestreaming.  I can’t begin to say how thankful I am for all the help that Scott and Karen gave me in troubleshooting technical issues and providing music.  How about Gaelle serving week after week as our greeter and COVID screener?  Many hands helped to set up a worship space in the Great Hall and to eventually move us back into the sanctuary.  Help was needed and help abounded.  Thanks be to God.

COVID made us all realize that we needed help at home, too.  Perhaps someone helped you shop for groceries or brought food in when you tested positive.  Our crafty friends got out their sewing machines and stitched up masks for us.  When we couldn’t figure out how to Zoom, thank goodness for those techy people who got us online and in touch.  When there wasn’t any toilet paper, sanitizing wipes, or bleach on the store shelves, neighbors reached into their stashes and shared what was needed. The mass vulnerability of the COVID pandemic turned us to one another in search of help and in willingness to provide it.

Naaman got help.  It started with the most vulnerable member of the household: a young Hebrew slave girl.  She saw the affliction of Naaman and felt compassion. She cared enough to go to her mistress with the hope of a cure.  If only Naaman would go see the Prophet Elisha!  That started a cascade of helping actions.  Naaman’s wife persuaded the general to seek help from his king.  The king wrote a letter of support and loaded up the travel wagons with treasure.  After a momentary meltdown, King Jehoram of Israel sent Naaman to Elisha.  And Elisha stepped up to say that he was the man for the job.

But all those offers of help almost came to no avail.  At Elisha’s house, the mighty man of valor expected an impressive ritual, the prophet in flowing robes, waving his arms, chanting incantations, and touching Naaman’s wounds.  Instead, the front door opened, a servant came out, and Naaman was instructed to bathe seven times in the Jordan, where the murky waters were brown as dirt.  Feeling hurt and disrespected, Naaman prepared to turn around and head home.

Beyond the mutual need of the COVID pandemic, it can be hard for us to ask for help. Nora Bouchard, author of Mayday! Asking for Help in Times of Need, writes that we are hardwired to want to do things our way.  It’s there from the moment that our toddler tells us, “Me do it, Mommy!” to the moment they leave the nest and don’t call home nearly as often as we would like.  We could also be reluctant to ask for help because we do not want to be perceived as needy or vulnerable.  Among the most influential forces in our willingness—or reluctance— to seek help is the attitude that we experienced in our families of origin. Were our bids for help encouraged and answered or were they ignored?  Were we treated like a whiny cry baby? Did someone take advantage of our need for assistance?  If help was hard to come by growing up, then we may have particular trouble asking for help now.  Our wiring, our self-perception, and our formation can all get in the way of asking for the help we need.

We might be more likely to ask for help if we remembered that Jesus asked for help. If you read the gospel lection for today (Luke 10:1-11, 16-20), then you were reminded that Jesus sent seventy disciples on ahead of him in pairs to every place where he himself intended to go. The Lord could have done it all by himself. But Jesus saw the rightness of asking for help and the wisdom of pairing up buddies so that they could help one another.  Jesus also sent them out with minimal resources—no purse, no bag, no sandals. As those vulnerable disciples moved from community to community, sharing the gospel, they depended upon the help of others.  It was in the giving and receiving of help that the beloved community of the first Christians took shape.

It might also inspire us, as independent-minded Americans, to remember on this Independence Day weekend that even our founding fathers and mothers needed help.  It’s questionable whether we would have won the Revolutionary War without the help of our French allies.  Starting in 1775, France became a secret supporter of the revolutionary cause, providing us with engineers to build fortifications, as well as uniforms, arms, and ammunition to equip the Continental Army.  French aid to the colonies came to more that 1.3 billion livres (that’s about $13 billion), crippling their own economy.  At the turning point of the war, at Saratoga in 1777, 90% of American troops carried French rifles and all of our gunpowder came from France.

What might asking for help look like for us?  I like to begin with prayer and inviting others to pray for me.  We could also start small with help for a minor problem, rather than waiting for something to morph into crisis.  We can trust that the Lord has brought people into our lives who will want to help us, just as the Lord did for Naaman.  If those folks can’t help us, they may know someone who can.  We could also consider having a support team, a little like the people who were in our COVID bubbles but permanent.  These are the people with whom we can feel safe asking for help and extending ourselves in help.  There is help out there if we are willing to ask.

Naaman got the help that he needed. Using a tenderness of language that suggests real affection, the servants interceded, saying to Naaman, “Father, if the prophet had commanded you to do something difficult, you would have done it.  Why not try something simple?”  Maybe this healing process really could work. They had come so far.  Wasn’t it worth a try?

Down Naaman went to the shores of Jordan.  He stripped off his uniform and everyone got a look at his scabby skin.  Then he waded down into the chocolaty brown water.  It rose to his ankles and knees.  It surged above his waist and chest.  He grimaced, held his breath, and dunked his head.  Seven times Naaman went down.  Seven times he came up, sputtering.  At some point, Naaman noticed that he was no longer the same.  Help had led to healing.  The mighty man of valor walked out of the river with skin as soft and supple as a young boy. Alleluia!

Help—both holy and human—abounds for the asking.

Resources:

Walter Brueggemann. Knox Preaching Guides: 2 Kings, ed. John H. Hayes, (Atlanta: John Knox Press, 1982).

Lisa Fierenz. “Why Asking for Help Is Hard to Do,” in Psychology Today, April 5, 2017. Accessed online at http://www.psychologytoday.com.

L. Daniel Hawk. “Commentary on 2 Kings 5:1-14” in Preaching This Week, July 3, 2022. Accessed online at www.workingpreacher.org.

Brian C. Jones. “Commentary on 2 Kings 5:1-14” in Preaching This Week, July 7, 2019. Accessed online at www.workingpreacher.org.

Suzanne McGee. “5 Ways the French Helped Win the American Revolution” in History, Sept. 9, 2020. Accessed online at www.history.com.

Cory Stieg. “Everyone Needs Help During the Coronavirus Pandemic” in CNBC: Health and Wellness, April 22, 2020. Accessed online at http://www.cnbc.com

W. Dennis Tucker. “Commentary on 2 Kings 5:1-14” in Preaching This Week, Feb. 15, 2009. Accessed online at http://www.workingpreacher.org.


2 Kings 5:1-14

Naaman, commander of the army of the king of Aram, was a great man and in high favor with his master, because by him the Lord had given victory to Aram. The man, though a mighty warrior, suffered from leprosy. 2Now the Arameans on one of their raids had taken a young girl captive from the land of Israel, and she served Naaman’s wife. 3She said to her mistress, “If only my lord were with the prophet who is in Samaria! He would cure him of his leprosy.” 4So Naaman went in and told his lord just what the girl from the land of Israel had said. 5And the king of Aram said, “Go then, and I will send along a letter to the king of Israel.” He went, taking with him ten talents of silver, six thousand shekels of gold, and ten sets of garments. 6He brought the letter to the king of Israel, which read, “When this letter reaches you, know that I have sent to you my servant Naaman, that you may cure him of his leprosy.” 7When the king of Israel read the letter, he tore his clothes and said, “Am I God, to give death or life, that this man sends word to me to cure a man of his leprosy? Just look and see how he is trying to pick a quarrel with me.” 8But when Elisha the man of God heard that the king of Israel had torn his clothes, he sent a message to the king, “Why have you torn your clothes? Let him come to me, that he may learn that there is a prophet in Israel.” 9So Naaman came with his horses and chariots, and halted at the entrance of Elisha’s house. 10Elisha sent a messenger to him, saying, “Go, wash in the Jordan seven times, and your flesh shall be restored and you shall be clean.” 11But Naaman became angry and went away, saying, “I thought that for me he would surely come out, and stand and call on the name of the Lord his God, and would wave his hand over the spot, and cure the leprosy! 12Are not Abana and Pharpar, the rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel? Could I not wash in them, and be clean?” He turned and went away in a rage. 13But his servants approached and said to him, “Father, if the prophet had commanded you to do something difficult, would you not have done it? How much more, when all he said to you was, ‘Wash, and be clean’?” 14So he went down and immersed himself seven times in the Jordan, according to the word of the man of God; his flesh was restored like the flesh of a young boy, and he was clean.


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