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I don't want to get into the whole battle some have with this, but if you ever wish to check the actual history of the Battle hymn you will discover it's not actually a Christian song. The author believed that man must create paradise on earth themselves.



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I found this in my Fundamental Baptist CD-ROM Library from Way of Life about the Battle Hymn of the Republic:

HERESY AND “THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC.” Friday Church News Notes, August 5, 2005 (Fundamental Baptist Information Service, www.wayoflife.org fbns@wayoflife.org, 866-295-4143) - The popular song “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” is in many hymnbooks and is sung in Bible-believing churches, but few know what it is all about. The song was written by Julia Ward Howe in 1861 in a Union army camp and expressed her theological heresy and dispensational confusion. Howe, a Unitarian universalist, confused the coming of Christ with the armies of the North and the defeat of the South. She misidentified God’s altar with “the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps” and falsely claimed that His gospel was “writ in burnish`d rows of steel.” (This was how the original hymn read, though it has been modified in many modern hymnals.) Howe delivered a pantheistic, universalistic message at the 1893 Parliament of the World’s Religion entitled “What Is Religion?” (http://womenshistory.about.com/library/etext/bl_1893_pwr_howe.htm). Howe was related to the famous Beecher family. Harriet Beecher Stowe, author of Uncle Tom’s Cabin (1852), is known as “the little woman who started the big war,” as her book incited anger against the slavery states and provoked violent-prone hotheads on both sides of the issue. Harriet’s brother Henry Ward Beecher was the liberal pastor of Plymouth Church in Brooklyn. He “once argued that a Sharps rifle held a better argument than a Bible for persuading slaveholders--hence these rifles were nicknamed ‘Beecher's Bibles’ when used to combat the spread of slavery in the Kansas Territory before the American Civil War” (http://www.embassy.org.nz/encycl/u1encyc.htm). During Beecher’s tenure at Plymouth Church, he opened his pulpit to Unitarians such as Ralph Waldo Emerson and Horace Greeley and even to agnostics such as Mark Twain.
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Ha!

My wife made a music CD in which the Battle Hymn of the Republic is part of a medly with another one of her songs. I've always had a bent against BHOR, but she wrote that song before she met me. Now we have 500 music CDs in the garage with this heretical song in them! :ROFL:

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I like all kinds of Christian genre...some of my favorites from the country/Gospel section are:
In the sweet, bye and bye
How beautiful Heaven must be
When we shall reach, that heavenly shore.
Oh Happy Day
Why Me Lord
Amazing Grace
How great thou Art
Softly and Tenderly
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Ole Time:
Ole Time Religion
It is well, with my soul
Life's Railway
Just a closer walk
Down in the valley
The Lord's my Shepherd
Pie jesu from Requiem
The Prayer
just to name a few..................... :clapping:

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I like all kinds of Christian genre...some of my favorites from the country/Gospel section are:
In the sweet, bye and bye
How beautiful Heaven must be
When we shall reach, that heavenly shore.
Oh Happy Day
Why Me Lord
Amazing Grace
How great thou Art
Softly and Tenderly
-------------------------------------
Ole Time:
Ole Time Religion
It is well, with my soul
Life's Railway
Just a closer walk
Down in the valley
The Lord's my Shepherd
Pie jesu from Requiem
The Prayer
just to name a few..................... :clapping:

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CONSIDER Christ,
the source of our salvation,
that He should pay
the penalty for me.
Though He was pure,
a lamb without a blemish,
He took my sins
and nailed them to the tree.

Refrain
My Lord and God
You are so rich in mercy.
Mere words alone
are not sufficient thanks.
So take my life,
transform, renew and change me
that I might be
a living sacrifice.

2 Consider Christ,
that He could trust His Father
e’en in the garden
of Gethsemane.
Though full of dread
and fearful of the anguish;
He drank the cup
that was reserved for me.

3 Consider Christ,
for death He has defeated.
And He arose,
appeared for all to see.
And now He sits
at God’s right hand in heaven;
where He prepares
a resting place for me.
Bryson Smith,

b. 1958
© Emu Music Australia Inc.

Tune Londonderry Air

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I HAVE a friend whose faithful love
is more than all the world to me,
’tis higher than the heights above,
and deeper than the soundless sea;
so old, so new, so strong, so true;
before the earth received its frame,
He loved me – blessèd be His Name!

2 He held the highest place above,
adored by all the sons of flame,
yet, such His self-denying love,
He laid aside His crown and came
to seek the lost, and, at the cost
of heavenly rank and earthly fame,
He sought me – blessèd be His Name!

3 It was a lonely path He trod,
from every human soul apart,
known only to Himself and God
was all the grief that filled His heart:
yet from the track He turned not back
till where I lay in want and shame
He found me – blessèd be His Name!

4 Then dawned at last that day of dread
when, desolate but undismayed,
with wearied frame and thorn-crowned head
He, now forsaken and betrayed,
went up for me to Calvary,
and dying there in grief and shame
He saved me – blessèd be His Name!

5 Long as I live my song shall tell
the wonders of His matchless love:
and when at last I rise to dwell
in the bright home prepared above,
my joy shall be His face to see,
and bowing then with loud acclaim,
I’ll praise Him – blessèd be His Name!

C A Tydeman

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Take Time to Be Holy

Text: William D. Longstaff, 1822-1894
Music: George C. Stebbins, 1846-1945

1. Take time to be holy,
speak oft with thy Lord;
abide in him always,
and feed on his word.
Make friends of God's children,
help those who are weak,
forgetting in nothing
his blessing to seek.

2. Take time to be holy,
the world rushes on;
spend much time in secret
with Jesus alone.
By looking to Jesus,
like him thou shalt be;
thy friends in thy conduct
his likeness shall see.

3. Take time to be holy,
let him be thy guide,
and run not before him,
whatever betide.
In joy or in sorrow,
still follow the Lord,
and, looking to Jesus,
still trust in his word.

4. Take time to be holy,
be calm in thy soul,
each thought and each motive
beneath his control.
Thus led by his spirit
to fountains of love,
thou soon shalt be fitted
for service above.

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The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,
O earth; and all ye heav’ns, rejoice!
From world to world the joy shall ring,
“The Lord omnipotent is King.”

The Lord is King! who then shall dare
Resist His will, distrust His care,
Or murmur at His wise decrees,
Or doubt His royal promises?
(J. Conder)


Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals give thanks and sing, and triumph evermore;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

Jesus, the Savior, reigns, the God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains He took His seat above;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o’er earth and Heav’n,
The keys of death and hell are to our Jesus giv’n;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

He sits at God’s right hand till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command, and fall beneath His feet:
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

He all His foes shall quell, shall all our sins destroy,
And every bosom swell with pure seraphic joy;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

Rejoice in glorious hope! Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take His servants up to their eternal home.
We soon shall hear th’archangel’s voice;
The trump of God shall sound, rejoice!
(C. Wesley)

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