Wednesday, November 26, 2008

A Hymn of Thanksgiving: "Now Thank We All Our God"

"Martin Rinkart, a Lu­ther­an min­is­ter, was in Eil­en­burg, Sax­o­ny, dur­ing the Thir­ty Years’ War. The walled ci­ty of Eil­en­burg saw a stea­dy stream of re­fu­gees pour through its gates. The Swed­ish ar­my sur­round­ed the ci­ty, and fa­mine and plague were ramp­ant. Eight hund­red homes were de­stroyed, and the peo­ple be­gan to per­ish. There was a tre­men­dous strain on the pas­tors who had to con­duct do­zens of fun­er­als dai­ly.

Fi­nal­ly, the pas­tors, too, suc­cumbed, and Rink­art was the on­ly one left—doing 50 fun­er­als a day. When the Swedes de­mand­ed a huge ran­som, Rink­art left the safe­ty of the walls to plead for mer­cy. The Swed­ish com­mand­er, im­pressed by his faith and cour­age, low­ered his de­mands. Soon af­ter­ward, the Thir­ty Years’ War end­ed, and Rinkart wrote this hymn for a grand cel­e­bra­tion ser­vice.


It is a test­a­ment to his faith that, af­ter such mis­e­ry, he was able to write a hymn of abid­ing trust and gra­ti­tude to­ward God."


Dear Lord, I praise you for my family, friends, and many whom have prayed to You on my behalf... friends I do not see often or have ever met. I look forward to the day I can join
them, together with the Cloud of Witnesses that are already in Glory, to praise our Heavenly Father. I look forward to eternity when we can recount answered prayers and celebrate with all truth, unity, and purity of heart. Until then, may we Your people continue to have abiding trust and gratitude despite whatever befalls us, including mountain-top joys and deep valley miseries. In Jesus Name, Amen.

*Credit for the hymn story posted above goes to The Cyber Hymnal.