Julia Ward Howe was a remarkable
woman. She was a crusader for social
justice, an outspoken abolitionist, an early advocate for women’s right to
vote, and a crusader for world peace.
She was a direct descendent of Roger Williams, who is often called the first
Baptist in America, the founder of Providence Plantation in 1636, the first
American settlement that was founded on the principle of the separation of
church and state. She came from a
extraordinary family.
President Abraham
Lincoln was inspired by the writings of “Miss Julia” and invited her to the
White House in November of 1861. That
evening she was invited to a public review of the troops. As the soldiers marched by they were singing
a popular battle song of the day. The
inspiring tune was a campfire spiritual called “Canaan’s Happy Shore,” that
came out of the camp meetings, the revivalistic movement of the day. But at the beginning of the Civil War,
soldiers changed the words and it became known as “John Brown’s Body”
Old John Brown’s body lies a’moldering in the
grave,
While weep the sons of bondage whom he
ventured all to save;
But tho’ he lost his life while struggling
for the slave,
His soul is marching on.
The soldiers added many other verses
when the war started including one about hanging old Jeff Davis from a sour
apple tree!
Standing beside “Miss Julia” at the
troop review was a Washington clergyman by the name of James Freeman
Clark. He turned to her and suggested
that she write new words for the fighting men’s song.
She went back to the Old Willard Hotel
in DC. The youth who went to Washington
last week walked right past it, it’s on Pennsylvania Avenue just two blocks
from the White House.
She said that she slept soundly that
night but awoke before sunrise with the words beginning to “Twine themselves in
my mind.” She said to herself, “I must
get up and write these verses down, lest I fall asleep and forget them.” So she sprang out of the bed and found in the
dimness an old stump of a pen and “scrawled the verses almost without looking
at the paper.” Before the morning sun
reached the paper the words were all there, as if written by another hand.
Those stirring words have become one of
our nation’s most beloved hymns. Dr.
Martin Luther King, loved this song and quoted it frequently in his speeches
including the speech at the end of the Selma to Montgomery march and in his
final sermon the night before his assassination he proclaimed, “Mine Eyes have
seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!”
Sir Winston Churchill loved the Battle
Hymn of the Republic so much it was played at his funeral at St. Paul’s
Cathedral. And on September 14, 2001, at
memorial services for the victims of 09/11, it was played both at the National
Cathedral in Washington and at St. Paul’s Cathedral in London.
The beautiful and compelling words that
Miss Julia penned early that November morning were not for half a nation to
march to, but for a united nation, a whole people to stand up and sing.
In the beauty of
the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in
His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make
men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
This Sunday
morning (July 1) as part of our service on Religious Liberty, our choir will
sing “The Battle Hymn of the Republic.”
Hi Ray. While I think your blog post on "The Battle Hymn of the Republic is a fine account of a famous song from our country's history, I do not think the song is appropriate for worship in a 21st century church. It is a song of war, not peace. It was sung by one side in our Civil War as they strove to kill those on the other side. It simply comes with too much baggage. We would not think of singing Dixie in worship for the same reason.
ReplyDeleteJim, respectfully, I think you're missing the whole point of the post:
ReplyDeleteRay states: The beautiful and compelling words that Miss Julia penned early that November morning were not for half a nation to march to, but for a united nation, a whole people to stand up and sing.
Without the context, your points are very valid. However, with the above context, the intentions are for community, a united community.
tshepherd