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Great God, We Sing Your Mighty Hand

Well once again I picked a hymn obscure enough to not have any sort of play on YouTube or anywhere else except for Cyber Hymnal.  :)  As with other hymns, I don't remember ever singing this one but that doesn't mean I didn't! 
Looking at the lyrics of today's song/hymn seemed to fit today very much.  Today is the 10th anniversary of 9/11.  I doubt that there isn't an American who isn't aware of what today is and means.  The impact of 9/11 wasn't contained to a couple of months or even a couple of years.  The impact of what happened that day still runs incredibly strong and powerful ten years later, and I'm going to guess even 20 years after the fact.  It was a horrific day on American soil.  It was one of those days that you say, "I remember I was _______ when I heard the news" much like back in the 50's people could (and still can) tell you exactly where they were and what they were doing when they heard JFK had been shot. 
Today's hymn fits our lives since 9/11 I think.  God's hand has supported, guided, protected, and been our rest.  Some don't see that, for some I don't blame them one bit.  That day causes lots of questions and very few answers.  But this hymn points out truth.  Our eyes don't see everything.  Oh we think they do but they don't.  They are deficient.  God's hand has been on his creation always and he has been present.  He is with us.  The question is will we acknowledge his presence and choose to praise him regardless of what is happening externally. 
I don't pretend to have all the answers, to know all the ways of God, to deny the very real pain that people have to live in but I do know that from observation and personal experience the best thing I can keep doing in times of unrest is to sing praises to God for his mighty hand.  I choose to do that. 

Great God, We Sing Your Mighty Hand

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sen·ti·men·tal
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