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What is That Music I'm Hearing?

March 05, 2019
By Connie Weaver

Do you ever get a song stuck in your head? Most of us do, at one time or another. Colloquially, this is sometimes referred to as “having an earworm.” More scientifically, it’s described as involuntary musical imagery; the experience of having lines of music come spontaneously to mind and repeating without conscious control. If you’ve ever had this happen, you know how random it can feel (why that song?) and how hard it can be to get an unwanted tune out of your head. Sometimes the music and lyrics that show up in our heads can be comforting and encouraging; other times, they can simply be annoying.

Years ago, I started taking note of the hymns that come unbidden to my mind. I figure there’s a reason those hymns come to mind, even if I’m not consciously aware of what the reason may be. If I don’t know all the words, I go look them up, to see what the words say. If it’s a familiar hymn, I figure the words must be in my memory somewhere, and something (the Holy Spirit?) is trying to call them forth.

A few days ago, the hymn that just wouldn’t leave my head ended with “Jesus doeth all things well.” I could hum the whole hymn, but those were the only words I could remember; “Jesus doeth all things well.” I had to look it up online to learn the title. The name of the hymn is, “All the Way My Savior Leads Me.” Because I keep old hymnals, I was able to find it in both the hymnbooks I grew up with, so it’s likely that I heard this as a child and a teen, growing up.

Perhaps it’s for you, today. Perhaps, it’s for all of us. 

All the Way My Savior Leads Me

Crosby/Lowery

All the way my Savior leads me; what have I to ask beside?

Can I doubt His tender mercy, who through life has been my guide?

Heavenly peace, divinest comfort, here by faith in Him to dwell!

For I know whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well;

For I know whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well.

 

All the way my Savior leads me; cheers each winding path I tread,

Gives me grace for every trial, feeds me with the living bread:

Though my weary steps may falter, and my soul athirst may be,

Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! a spring of joy I see;

Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! a spring of joy I see.

 

All the way my Savior leads me; oh, the fullness of His love!

Perfect rest to me is promised in my Father’s house above:

When my spirit, clothed immortal, wings its flight to realms of day,

This my song through endless ages: Jesus led me all the way;

This my song through endless ages: Jesus led me all the way.

With prayers for your journey, 

Connie Weaver