Re-reading a blog post this morning from a few years back (on Patheos) put me to thinking about things, specifically the decline of authentic congregational singing in church. I vividly remember the kind I experienced in college and seminary (in the 70's and 80's) where we gathered for weekly chapel in an auditorium where you could actually "hear" (thus the name of the place), with superb acoustics and no sonic damping of any kind.
Both auditoriums seated around 1000 and featured good pipe organs which were well-maintained and designed with congregational support in mind. We sang from hymnals. No screens anywhere. Most of us had been raised on the standard hymns and gospel songs of the Baptist Hymnal 1956. Many were music majors, and nearly all of us were lovers of authentic worship. When we sang the majestic hymns of the faith, with sturdy support from the organ, with all the SATB parts being sung, the sound was just heavenly. Better than anything I'd ever heard in church growing up of course, though I should say that I also remember some very enthusiastic and uplifting singing even in the small rural church where I grew up, on the best Sundays at least.
After seminary, I often attended large denominational gatherings, conferences, conventions. These meetings were always graced with magnificent hymn singing too, being held in some of the largest churches of our denomination, nearly all of which were of traditional design with tall interiors, walls and ceilings of hard plaster, music-friendly in every way. All featured a good organ of some kind. Like college and seminary chapel, these were events with singing of a heavenly proportion.
But at some point, I began to note that our large gatherings included less and less actual hymn-singing. More and more of the time between sermons and seminars was filled in with "musical artists" brought in to "perform," offering their latest CD's for sale. Finally, hymn-singing was all but eliminated from our meetings, and any singing that supposedly took place was some kind of "preview session" where a big name Christian pop artist or rep from a publishing house would be "on stage" with his latest lyrics projected on gigantic screens as he played the guitar in his holey bluejeans while crooning into an over-amped microphone and joking with the crowd. Many of the attendees appeared to swoon over these "productions," while they left me totally cold.
Nowadays, in certain churches, there seems to be no memory of great hymn singing at all, as if it never existed. Nearly all the structures built by certain denominations in the past 40 years have been on the "stadium" plan, often fan-shaped, with acoustical damping everywhere, elaborate stage lighting, mega-watt sound systems, cinematic projection equipment, and often no choir loft, almost never an organ. The music in the services is nearly 100% show music -- Christian entertainment music that isn't really singable by the average person, so the actual vocalising is left to the crew of trendy-looking performers on the stage holding microphones. They may toss out a "hymn" once in a while, but it is barely recognizable, the polyphonic harmonies generally obliterated, dumbed down for unison singing only, the sturdy metric style replaced with a "groove," the band thumping out a rock-style accompaniment track in place of the bold leadership of an organ.
Ok, so now I'm criticizing the way some people "do" their worship. I shouldn't stray into that area, I suppose. But my point is that I'm mourning the loss of something truly valuable, lovely, wondrous, heavenly, transcendent. And mourning the fact that so many people have never even had the chance to experience this loveliness and probably never will. And mourning the substitution of a hideous imposter in its place -- a genre of music that claims to be "worship music" but seems to have no staying power, songs performed a few times then replaced with the latest hot-off-the-presses hit tune from one of the big publishing houses. No lasting heritage of music is being offered to these unsuspecting seekers. And few seem to be concerned.
One of the reasons my wife and I have started making an annual pilgrimage to England is to attend the wondrous services in the great cathedrals. Yes, I know there must be places here in the USA where something like that can be experienced. But there sure are more of them per square mile in England! We have attended services in close to a dozen different Anglican cathedrals over there, and have yet to be disappointed. Even in the lesser-known and smaller cathedrals there will be authentic hymn-singing and of course a grand organ and lovely choir. Not to mention a well-structured and orderly service replete with copious scripture and usually a very brief but poignant sermon. Sometimes I think I'd just sell everything I own and move there if it were possible, just so I could go to church in one of those places.
But sadly, a great many of the people I interact with in my real life have absolutely no idea what it is we experience in those services, or why it would affect me so, or why I'd travel so far at such expense to attend one as opposed to the local big box church where I could hear a band every bit as loud as the organ at St. Paul's playing songs I can dance to.
If anyone cared for my opinion, I'd say that we could work on the problem by attending to certain clearcut principles. Build better churches (or remodel existing structures for better acoustics). Quit designing churches like rock concert stadiums. Replace the band with an organ, and get a properly trained organist to play it. Use a choir. Sing from hymnals. Sing real hymns in real hymn style.
But mostly, and before any of this can happen, quit thinking of Sunday morning worship as a production or spectacle. Plan services with the glory of God uppermost, and go back to the historic elements and acts of worship, properly ordered and done with dignity -- thoughtful prayers, extensive use of scripture, the people not as spectators, but participating through reading, singing and other actions. Make worship dynamic rather than passive, with standing, sitting, kneeling, bowing, speaking, listening, singing, silence. The Table at the center of it all. And utterly reject the politics and moralizing and manipulation and money-grubbing that have infested so many churches.
What are the chances that I'll see anything like this in my remaining lifetime? I'm not betting on it.
Now for the absolute WORST part of this -- what if I'm 100% wrong about all this? What if my experiences with thrilling hymn-based worship are just my subjective opinion, having no bearing at all on anybody else's experience? What if I'm just deceiving myself when I think that the church has lost something profound by replacing organs and choirs and hymns with bands and praise teams and jazzy tunes on screens?
Yes, I've actually had that conversation with myself quite frequently. Especially after being challenged by someone prominent in today's church worship scene, who seems to think that worship is better than ever. The self-doubt here is the worst.
Anyway, if you got this far, thanks for reading. This is sort of a rant, I guess. But mostly just a lament, a pouring out of my heart over a loss that few can even understand, beyond my compats here on this forum. Thank you and God bless us all!
Both auditoriums seated around 1000 and featured good pipe organs which were well-maintained and designed with congregational support in mind. We sang from hymnals. No screens anywhere. Most of us had been raised on the standard hymns and gospel songs of the Baptist Hymnal 1956. Many were music majors, and nearly all of us were lovers of authentic worship. When we sang the majestic hymns of the faith, with sturdy support from the organ, with all the SATB parts being sung, the sound was just heavenly. Better than anything I'd ever heard in church growing up of course, though I should say that I also remember some very enthusiastic and uplifting singing even in the small rural church where I grew up, on the best Sundays at least.
After seminary, I often attended large denominational gatherings, conferences, conventions. These meetings were always graced with magnificent hymn singing too, being held in some of the largest churches of our denomination, nearly all of which were of traditional design with tall interiors, walls and ceilings of hard plaster, music-friendly in every way. All featured a good organ of some kind. Like college and seminary chapel, these were events with singing of a heavenly proportion.
But at some point, I began to note that our large gatherings included less and less actual hymn-singing. More and more of the time between sermons and seminars was filled in with "musical artists" brought in to "perform," offering their latest CD's for sale. Finally, hymn-singing was all but eliminated from our meetings, and any singing that supposedly took place was some kind of "preview session" where a big name Christian pop artist or rep from a publishing house would be "on stage" with his latest lyrics projected on gigantic screens as he played the guitar in his holey bluejeans while crooning into an over-amped microphone and joking with the crowd. Many of the attendees appeared to swoon over these "productions," while they left me totally cold.
Nowadays, in certain churches, there seems to be no memory of great hymn singing at all, as if it never existed. Nearly all the structures built by certain denominations in the past 40 years have been on the "stadium" plan, often fan-shaped, with acoustical damping everywhere, elaborate stage lighting, mega-watt sound systems, cinematic projection equipment, and often no choir loft, almost never an organ. The music in the services is nearly 100% show music -- Christian entertainment music that isn't really singable by the average person, so the actual vocalising is left to the crew of trendy-looking performers on the stage holding microphones. They may toss out a "hymn" once in a while, but it is barely recognizable, the polyphonic harmonies generally obliterated, dumbed down for unison singing only, the sturdy metric style replaced with a "groove," the band thumping out a rock-style accompaniment track in place of the bold leadership of an organ.
Ok, so now I'm criticizing the way some people "do" their worship. I shouldn't stray into that area, I suppose. But my point is that I'm mourning the loss of something truly valuable, lovely, wondrous, heavenly, transcendent. And mourning the fact that so many people have never even had the chance to experience this loveliness and probably never will. And mourning the substitution of a hideous imposter in its place -- a genre of music that claims to be "worship music" but seems to have no staying power, songs performed a few times then replaced with the latest hot-off-the-presses hit tune from one of the big publishing houses. No lasting heritage of music is being offered to these unsuspecting seekers. And few seem to be concerned.
One of the reasons my wife and I have started making an annual pilgrimage to England is to attend the wondrous services in the great cathedrals. Yes, I know there must be places here in the USA where something like that can be experienced. But there sure are more of them per square mile in England! We have attended services in close to a dozen different Anglican cathedrals over there, and have yet to be disappointed. Even in the lesser-known and smaller cathedrals there will be authentic hymn-singing and of course a grand organ and lovely choir. Not to mention a well-structured and orderly service replete with copious scripture and usually a very brief but poignant sermon. Sometimes I think I'd just sell everything I own and move there if it were possible, just so I could go to church in one of those places.
But sadly, a great many of the people I interact with in my real life have absolutely no idea what it is we experience in those services, or why it would affect me so, or why I'd travel so far at such expense to attend one as opposed to the local big box church where I could hear a band every bit as loud as the organ at St. Paul's playing songs I can dance to.
If anyone cared for my opinion, I'd say that we could work on the problem by attending to certain clearcut principles. Build better churches (or remodel existing structures for better acoustics). Quit designing churches like rock concert stadiums. Replace the band with an organ, and get a properly trained organist to play it. Use a choir. Sing from hymnals. Sing real hymns in real hymn style.
But mostly, and before any of this can happen, quit thinking of Sunday morning worship as a production or spectacle. Plan services with the glory of God uppermost, and go back to the historic elements and acts of worship, properly ordered and done with dignity -- thoughtful prayers, extensive use of scripture, the people not as spectators, but participating through reading, singing and other actions. Make worship dynamic rather than passive, with standing, sitting, kneeling, bowing, speaking, listening, singing, silence. The Table at the center of it all. And utterly reject the politics and moralizing and manipulation and money-grubbing that have infested so many churches.
What are the chances that I'll see anything like this in my remaining lifetime? I'm not betting on it.
Now for the absolute WORST part of this -- what if I'm 100% wrong about all this? What if my experiences with thrilling hymn-based worship are just my subjective opinion, having no bearing at all on anybody else's experience? What if I'm just deceiving myself when I think that the church has lost something profound by replacing organs and choirs and hymns with bands and praise teams and jazzy tunes on screens?
Yes, I've actually had that conversation with myself quite frequently. Especially after being challenged by someone prominent in today's church worship scene, who seems to think that worship is better than ever. The self-doubt here is the worst.
Anyway, if you got this far, thanks for reading. This is sort of a rant, I guess. But mostly just a lament, a pouring out of my heart over a loss that few can even understand, beyond my compats here on this forum. Thank you and God bless us all!
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