Song of the Week: “Be Still My Soul” as performed by Libera

Tomorrow, in the last Men’s Choir rehearsal of the semester, we’re going to make a recording of “Be Still My Soul”, and as we practiced this song yesterday, the beauty of not only its music, but its lyrics really impressed me.  There is no greater antidote for a troubled soul than to see God for who He is and know that we are His.  We all have our worries and fears, and far too often we refuse to slow down, look at God, and allow our souls to be still.  I hope that this impeccable arrangement of “Be Still My Soul” by Libera, a superb children’s choir, will lead you to worship and reflect, and I encourage you to read and mull over the lyrics, especially the third verse.  While it isn’t featured in the recording, the lyrics of the hymn’s third verse are astounding, and the final two lines are a sermon in and of themselves.  I pray that you will not only enjoy this week’s song, but that it will bring you a taste of the rest you’ve been longing for.

Here’s the link: “Be Still My Soul”

And here are the lyrics:

1. Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

2. Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

3. Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away.

4. Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.



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