Reformation Medley (SATB) - 'We Have Not Known Thee As We Ought' and others hymns.

It is a thing most wonderful,
almost too wonderful to be,
that God's own Son should come from heav'n,
and die to save a child like me.
And yet I know that it is true:
He chose a poor and humble lot,
and wept and toiled and mourned and died
for love of those who loved Him not.
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This is Part 2 of remembering the Reformation. It's a medley of the hymns: 'We Have Not Known Thee As We Ought', 'According to Thy Gracious Word', and 'Be Thou My Vision' - 3 of my favourites.
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This medley was originally intended for our anniversary service earlier this year, so the theme was more reflective and consecratory. However, I think, as we sing to praise God for the Reformation, the words still ring true.
A possible perspective:
I begin by reflecting on my devotion or lack thereof for God (We Have Not Known Thee As We Ought). However, sometimes I do so carelessly, without serious consideration. Hence a quicker, lighter tone is used in the first two verses. The airy introduction and drawn out phrases each ending in a pause both work to create a dreamy complacency. Words that should be painfully confessed seem to naturally flow out of my mouth as thoughtlessly as the piano accompaniment is tinkered. (Not implying the first two verses should be sung carelessly. Rather, it is a warning.)
Then, silence and sparse notes in the transition to ‘According To Thy Gracious Word’, signifies the reverence needed to consider the cross. Traditionally sung before the Holy Communion, the hymn calls for remembrance of Christ and His sacrifice at Calvary - “this do in remembrance of me.” Only in trying to behold the inconceivable nature of His suffering, do I find the way to truly remember Christ’s work for our salvation.
So immediately the stream of notes is brought to an abrupt end. The first two verses of the second hymn invoke a stilled meditation. Having revisited that picture of Christ hanging on the cross, it reignites the embers of my love for Him in the cry of the third verse as I helplessly watch Him there - it is the least I can do.
From this revelation of God’s love for me, I cannot help but mourn the crime I have committed in not loving Him as I ought. In my best state, and my worst state, I still feebly long His face to see…
So finally, I resolve to set my heart on Him. That He would be my Vision.
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I cannot tell how He could love
a child so weak and full of sin;
His love must be most wonderful
if He could die my love to win.
I sometimes think about the cross,
and shut my eyes, and try to see
the cruel nails and crown of thorns,
and Jesus crucified for me.