“Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, we shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves”
I grew up attending a small Southern Baptist church in a medium-sized southern town. I can still remember all of the old hymns we sang as well as the row of blue-haired saints who belted them out with strong voices belying their petite frames. Make a joyful noise, indeed.
We would sing the old hymns, usually first, second and last verses, every Sunday morning, Sunday night and Wednesday night. I had my favorites – Blessed Assurance, Holy, Holy, Holy and It is Well to name a few. I loved my Grandfather’s favorite hymn How Great Thou Art. I still think of him every time I hear that old tune.
Most of the hymns were self-explanatory – What a Friend We Have in Jesus, Sweet Hour of Prayer, On a Hill Far Away. The message made sense.
The one hymn that didn’t make sense to me was Bringing in the Sheaves. I’m not a farm girl so I wasn’t quite sure what a sheave was and why it was so joyful to be bringing them in. Nevertheless, I sang with appropriate joy and enthusiasm.
I am in the process of reading the Bible through – from cover to cover, Genesis to Revelation. It is a wonderful exercise which I highly recommend. It is different than reading for a particular Bible study or to follow along with the pastor or to find a passage to help in a particular instance.
When you read through the pages of the Bible, you can find unexpected gems like I found a few months ago in the book of Psalms – Psalms 126:6
What are some of your favorite old hymns? Click Here to see a list of the 25 most popular Christian hymns. Is your favorite on the list?