and one was slain by a fierce wild beast

Yesterday I went to my Nashville church. My friends’ little girl, who will soon turn one, was baptized. Elizabeth is a very special little girl and she charmed the whole congregation. It really was a blessing to be a part of her special day and witness one of the most important moments in her life. I’ve known her daddy since we were in UMYF together. Yesterday was a reminder of how quickly time passes. I’m so proud of her daddy and the godly man he has become. Both of her parents are strong church leaders and great friends. I know God has great things in store for Elizabeth’s life and she’s already blessed so many people.

The last hymn that we sang was one that I don’t remember ever singing before. Which further's my theory that the oraganist/choir director has a secret goal to sing every hymn in the hymnal. With apologies to the family of Lesbia Scott who wrote the lyrics, I have to say that I hated it. I sang with my head down so that no one could see that I was laughing. Stay away from #712 in the United Methodist Hymnal.

I Sing a Song of the Saints of God
Text: Lesbia Scott
Music: John H. Hopkins

1. I sing a song of the saints of God,
patient and brave and true,
who toiled and fought and lived and died
for the Lord they loved and knew.
And one was a doctor, and one was a queen,
and one was a shepherdess on the green;
they were all of them saints of God, and I mean,
God helping, to be one too.

2. They loved their Lord so dear, so dear,
and his love made them strong;
and they followed the right for Jesus' sake
the whole of their good lives long.
And one was a soldier, and one was a priest,
and one was slain by a fierce wild beast;
and there's not any reason, no, not the least,
why I shouldn't be one too.

3. They lived not only in ages past;
there are hundreds of thousands still.
The world is bright with the joyous saints
who love to do Jesus' will.
You can meet them in school, on the street, in the store,
in church, by the sea, in the house next door;
they are saints of God, whether rich or poor, and I mean to be one too