MM: I Know That My Redeemer Lives

I spent most of the day at the hospital being the "responsible adult/driver" and am feeling somewhat exhausted so I'm sharing this post originally posted on Sister Snoopy back in 2006.  It still is one of my favorites.  I remember singing it to my dad that week I spent with him before he died.  I still tear up when it is sung in church because I'm taken to that time and place in my memory.

Anyway...


You know, it really bothers me when I hear people say that members of my church do not worship Jesus Christ. His Name is in the official name of the Church (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints). In the Book of Mormon it states:

1. 2 Ne. 25: 26
   
   

   26 And we ^atalk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we ^bprophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our ^cchildren may know to what source they may look for a ^dremission of their sins.

I worship Jesus Christ. He is everywhere in our church. You only have to look to see Him.

Okay, off my soapbox for today.

The hymn I chose this week is again one of my favorites. It's called I Know That My Redeemer Lives and it was written by Samuel Medley in 1775. I love to play the version in the LDS hymn book composed by Lewis D. Edwards, although I suspect there are other arrangements out there.

I know that my Redeemer lives;
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my ever living Head.
He lives to bless me with His love,
He lives to plead for me above.

He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.
He lives triumphant from the grave,
He lives eternally to save,
He lives all glorious in the sky,
He lives exalted there on high.

He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with His eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears,
He lives to wipe away my tears
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all blessings to impart.

He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death:
He lives my mansion to prepare;

He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives, all glory to His Name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
I know that my Redeemer lives!

(From this link.)