Down
the Lyrical Highway
(Reprise)
Words
of Worship, Words of Truth
My
grandmother, who lived with us when we were growing up, owned one
record album. As it sometimes is today, she relied on the
technological savvy of the younger generation, my brother and me, to
listen to it. We would put the vinyl LP on the turntable, position
the needle and turn up the sound on the old hi-fi phonograph so
Grandma could hear it in the kitchen. The record was titled The
Lennon Sisters Singing the Best-Loved Catholic Hymns. For those of
you who did not grow up forced to watch The Lawrence Welk Show on
Saturday nights, the Lennon Sisters were four girls from a devout
Roman Catholic family of eleven children who sang, quite nicely,
songs on the wholesome, family-oriented variety show that seemed to
be broadcast everywhere in the middle of the last century. My
grandmother loved playing that record, and as one of her enablers, I
heard it a lot growing up. It was the first time I remember music
usually reserved for church being played at home. In my late teens,
after I entered into a serious relationship with God, I, myself,
often gravitated toward music with a spiritual bent.
The
Christian music industry rapidly expanded in the the 1970s and 80s,
providing Christian parallels to almost every secular musical genre.
When our kids came along, my husband and I purged some of our more
raucous rock albums and acquired some Christian music replacements.
When our kids started listening to music on their own, it was often a
reflection of our parental tastes, a mixture of classic rock (Eric
Clapton, the Beatles), what I would call “kid Christian” (Veggie
Tales, The Donut Man), and contemporary Christian artists (Amy Grant,
Michael W. Smith...) Eventually, I came to a place that I am
somewhat hesitant to confess, but I will anyway: I really don't like
contemporary Christian music...
There,
I said it.
Remember,
music for me is all about the lyrics, and frankly, much (not all) of
the contemporary Christian music of the past quarter century sounded
a bit bland and lot alike to me. Rather than pick on the genre,
however, I want to instead list those songs and musicians that really
draw me into a spiritual place where God's presence is more than just
a nice thing to aspire to.
1)
Hymns. Those Lennon Sisters did have an impact on me. There was
something about songs like “Faith Of Our Fathers”, “Jesus! My
Lord, My God, My All!”, “Come Holy Ghost, Creator Blest”, and
“Holy God, We Praise Thy Name” that made me want to connect with
God. In later years, when I jumped ship for a more evangelical
church experience, I listened to the Protestant hymns I had missed
out on in my youth. Amusingly, my first exposure to some of those
songs was a cassette tape by the Christian a capella group Glad. I
still hear the lyrics of such classic hymns as “Blessed Assurance”
and “Rock of Ages” with the “ba, ba, ba” beatboxing in my
head. But beatboxing aside, the lyrics of so many of the hymns,
Catholic or Protestant, are rich with both spiritual truth and the
ability to draw one into the presence of God. Favorite hymns of
mine: “Amazing Grace”, “How Great Thou Art” and “This is
My Father's World”. “How Deep the Father's Love for Us” and
“In Christ Alone” are another two favorites from contemporary
hymn writer Stuart Townend. These hymns always leave me with a true
sense of worship.
This
is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad?
The
lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be
glad.
This
is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound,
For
dear to God is the earth Christ trod.
No
place but is holy ground.
- From
“This is My Father's World”
2)
The Newsboys. I shouldn't really love the Newsboys as much as I do.
They have two strikes against them, fitting into the genre of
contemporary Christian artists and being a music group of the 1980s.
(I am of the opinion – yes, I know, some will not agree – that
nothing good musically came out of the 1980s...) But love them and
their music I do. Definitely a lyric thing, most likely a Spirit
thing. I never tire of their clever lyrics and musical stylings.
Take Me to Your Leader is a brilliantly written song on a brilliantly
written CD by the same title. Going Public, Thrive and Step Up to
the Microphone are also wonderful collections. The Newsboys also
have two worship collections, Devotion and Adoration, both aptly
named. If I want to have a good quiet time, a devotion or adoration
time, I listen to one of those CDs and let the lyrics draw me into
God's presence.
He
raises a wrinkled hand
Through
the dust and the flies
Wrapped
in rags like we are
And
with barely open eyes
He
takes my finger
And
He won't let go
And
He won't let go
It's
nothing like I knew before
And
it's all I need to know
Come,
let us adore Him
He
has come down to the world we live in
And
all I have to give Him
Is
adoration
-
From “Adoration”
Justin
is adustin' to
The
odor from Theodore's Evergreen Incense
But
aroma therapy don't make him any younger
Than
Oliver's All Liver Supplements
His
late mate Marrilee merrily said immortality
Can't
be bought in a jar
This
just in: Justin's had enough of cure-alls,
Gonna
quiz the neighbor kid with the
Fish
on his car
He
says,
I
don't know why you care
I
don't know what's up there
I
don't know how it's done
Just
take me to your leader, son
-
From “Take Me to Your Leader”
3)
Sara Groves. Another thoughtful Christian lyricist, Sara Groves
writes songs of truth, about being made for a world beyond this one,
hearing God, the spiritual heredity one leaves behind, and even the
frustrations dealing with toy packaging. My favorite collection,
Conversations, contains song after song with lyrics that at some
point grip my heart. (Well, maybe not “Tent in the Center of
Town”...) Like the Newsboys, she's part of the genre I'm not wild
about, but her lyrics transcend that genre and always send me in a
good direction, spiritually.
I've
been painting pictures of Egypt
Leaving
out what it lacks
The
future feels so hard
And
I want to go back
But
the places that used to fit me
Cannot
hold the things I've learned
Those
roads were closed off to me
While
my back was turned
-
From “Painting Picture of Egypt”
And
we've had every conversation in the world
About
what is right and what has all gone bad
But
have I mentioned to you that this is all I am
This
is all that I have
And
I would like to share with you
What
makes me complete
I
don't claim to have found the truth
But
I know it has found me
-
From “Conversations”
Nothing
makes me lose my cool like
Toy
packaging
Kids,
you really need to leave the room
Mom's
opening toy packaging
I'm
sorry you have to see this sight
You
must be brave, no, please don't cry
I
promise it will be alright
I
hope to have it by tonight
Never
mind this dynamite
Toy
packaging
- From
“Toy Packaging”
4)
Seekers and Truth Tellers. No, not a duel-named group or a true
genre, but all those songwriters out there who search for spiritual
truth, some secular musicians who profess to be Christians, those who
came from a religious background and now question it, those who
intelligently comment on or question spiritual themes and those who
just paint with words mankind's longing for something else. They've
been around a long time (The 1960s and 70s were rich with seeker
songs.) and their numbers would include a wide range of artists - Sam
Beam of Iron and Wine, David Bazan, Roger McGuinn of the Byrds,
Richie Furay of Buffalo Springfield and Poco, Bob Dylan, U2, Billy
Joel, Jason Isbell, Johnny Cash – the list could go on and on.
Secular group Vampire Weekend in their song “Unbelievers” raises
the question is there grace for those who reject grace :
If
I’m born again I know that the world will disagree
Want
a little grace but who’s gonna say a little grace for me?
We
know the fire awaits unbelievers
All
of the sinners the same
Girl,
you and I will die unbelievers
Bound
to the tracks of the train
I’m
not excited, but should I be?
Is
this the fate that half of the world has planned for me?
Jason
Isbell in “24 Frames” writes:
You
thought God was an architect, now you know,
He’s
something like a pipe bomb ready to blow
And
everything you built that’s all for show goes up in flames
In
twenty- four frames
His
lyrics remind me both of C. S. Lewis's comment that Aslan, his
Narnian Christ figure, is not a “tame lion” and of the verse from
1 Corinthians that says:
...each
one's work will become manifest, for the Day will disclose it,
because it will be revealed by fire, and the fire will test what sort
of work each one has done... (1:13)
These
Seeker/Truthteller lyrics won't always lead me into a place of
worship, but they always lead me in some way toward God, sometimes to
ponder a re-expression of truth, sometimes to re-examine a long held
belief at God's feet, sometimes to pray for the artist himself.
(Listen to Hozier's “Take Me to Church” and hear someone who
scaringly understands all too well what modern day idolatry looks
like...) Some of this “genre” is hard to hear, but some is pure
joy, like listening to Bono praise God in Latin - Gloria, In te
domine, Gloria, Exultate, Gloria, Oh, Lord, loosen my lips – and
being reminded by the Doobie Brothers that Jesus is just alright with
me...
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When
Your Internal Musical Age is Nineteen...