Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
Sang this at church last night, reminded me of a friend. Wanted to share with them.
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Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
EACH WINTER AS THE YEAR GROWS OLDER
By William & Annabeth Gay
Each winter as the year grows older,
We each grow older too.
The chill sets in a little colder;
The verities we knew
Seem shaken and untrue.
When race and class cry out for treason,
When sirens call for war,
They overshout the voice of reason
And scream till we ignore
All we held dear before.
Yet I believe beyond believing,
That life can spring from death:
That growth can flower from our grieving;
That we can catch our breath
And turn transfixed by faith.
So even as the sun is turning
To journey to the north,
The living flame, in secret burning,
Can kindle on the earth
And bring God's love to birth.
O Child of ecstasy and sorrows,
O Prince of peace and pain,
Brighten today's world by tomorrow's,
Renew our lives again;
Lord Jesus, come and reign!
By William & Annabeth Gay
Each winter as the year grows older,
We each grow older too.
The chill sets in a little colder;
The verities we knew
Seem shaken and untrue.
When race and class cry out for treason,
When sirens call for war,
They overshout the voice of reason
And scream till we ignore
All we held dear before.
Yet I believe beyond believing,
That life can spring from death:
That growth can flower from our grieving;
That we can catch our breath
And turn transfixed by faith.
So even as the sun is turning
To journey to the north,
The living flame, in secret burning,
Can kindle on the earth
And bring God's love to birth.
O Child of ecstasy and sorrows,
O Prince of peace and pain,
Brighten today's world by tomorrow's,
Renew our lives again;
Lord Jesus, come and reign!
Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
This is one of my favorite hymns. It's beautiful in a somber way and the words ring true.
Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
I love this hymn. I was lucky enough to solo this hymn as a cantor for religious services years ago. After twenty years I still sing the song to myself during advent and other times during the year.
Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
amazing song.
Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
i have to write a report on this song and what it means any ideas?
Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
Many hymns are inspiring in many ways but I cannot think of another that pulls together so eloquently our personal, social, and spiritual struggles with such a vivid backdrop of Nature. Hauntingly hopeful. Truly inspired.
Re: Each Winter as the Year Grows Older
This hymn was written by a minister and his wife who served for perhaps eight years in my church in Springboro, Ohio when I was a small child. Bill Gay’s wife, who went by Betsy, was the church’s organist. As a young child, I spent many afternoons at their home which was near my house, playing games with them and listening to Betsy play on the small organ they had In their living room. They were always patient with me coming with no notice, and did not hesitate to give me attention. I think back on this as a now-51year old, and can well identify with the lyrics.
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