This isn’t the first and it won’t be the last rant about contemporary worship music you’ll hear from me. I’m sick and tired of the burnt out praise and worship choruses. period. just as an example, here are two songs…the first is a common song sang at my church:
Let the poor man say I am rich again
Let the lost man said I am found again
Whoa, let the river flow
Let the blind man say I can see again
Let the dead man say I am born again
Whoa, let the river flow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let the river flow.Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Holy spirit come
Moving power
Let the river flow.Let the poor man say I am rich again
Let the lost man said I am found again
Whoa, let the river flow
Let the blind man say I can see again
Let the dead man say I am born again
Whoa, let the river flow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let the river flow.Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Holy spirit come
Moving power
Let the river flow
Kind of repetitious don’t you think? I mean…seriously where is the art in that? where is the meaning? And here is an old hymn for comparison.
O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
Now that is art. Pure poetry circa 1882