Romans 8:19 For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God. 20 For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of him who subjected it, in hope 21 that the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to corruption and obtain the freedom of the glory of the children of God. 22 For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. 23 And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.

I am preaching from this text on Sunday, Lord willing and it got me thinking about an old southern Gospel tune. Here are a few renditions of “This World is Not My Home”. The Gospel gives us something to sing about and these three very different renditions of a great truth tell us at least that God saves all kinds of people, with all kinds of tastes and styles. And one day we will all stand together, a vast numberless multitude singing God’s praises, unhindered by sin and vainglory and simply wanting Jesus to receive it all. Maybe the style will be something brand new, never heard on planet earth before. Or maybe we’ll all sing our favourite. It will be unimaginably great and it is a valuable part of our hope just to think of it.

I hope you enjoy these.

This first one reminds me of why I really don’t like southern Gospel a great deal and at the same time why I keep singing it.

This is better, I think.

But maybe you think we need more classical music. Well, fear not:

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