“When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.”
These words in and of themselves draw a tremendous amount of emotion this time of year. Add in a choir singing these words in four part harmony and it is absolutely mind-blowing.
We gathered around after church this morning to rehearse this hymn for Good Friday’s church service. The chorus of the hymn ran once through and we were to start in a cappella after the instrumental introduction. That first note rang out. All four voices brought forth strength and full sound. The four individual notes joined one another to make a rich, perfectly blended harmony. This is heaven to the ears. I was pleasantly shocked to hear such beauty. My heart smiled. I felt lighter. I suddenly felt the words leaving my mouth. At one point, I became choked up and couldn’t even get sound out.
This is how voice was intended to be used. To beautify God’s house. To ring out loudly. To be enjoyed by those surrounding the collage of voices. To be blended in perfect harmony.