Earlier this week, I posted an Instagram quote with words from an old revival hymn that sometimes make me teary-eyed when they go through my head. The word are simple: "Rejoice! For the Lord brings back His own!"
The whole song is based on the words of Jesus in Luke 15.
Well, of course, this touches my heart and no doubt touches your heart, too. He once laid me on His shoulders and rejoiced at my salvation! There was joy in heaven then as there is always joy in heaven over repenting sinners. He still rejoices every time I repent, because all though my sins are paid for, I still forget that and have to turn around to continue on the right path.
I will never grow tired of the imagery of Jesus as my good Shepherd.
So I thought I would take the time here to share some of the backstory of the hymn, too.
And I'm going to cheat a little and copy and paste the story from Hymntime.com (this link will take you to the complete text of the hymn, too). My time is running a little short today, but I wanted to share with you before the weekend.
"In Fergus, Ontario, Canada, lies the body of the man for whom was written the hymn The Ninety and Nine...[George] Clephane, who was known as a remittance man, came to Canada to try farming about the year 1842. His efforts at farming were not a success, a failure which led to indulgence in strong drink. The habit grew with his despondency, and during one of these bouts, while living with a medical doctor friend at Fergus, he died.
This past weekend when I was holding my baby niece, walking around and bouncing her to quiet her down, I sang a stanza of the hymn to her and decided it makes a very nice lullaby to the babies in your life if you want to give it a try.
It's a message for both the young and old.