Encouragement in SufferingChikamu

Jesus’s Blood Never Fails

Knowing that you were ransomed from the futile ways inherited from your forefathers, not with perishable things such as silver or gold, but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot.

In his book, A Cup of Coffee at the Soul Café, Leonard Sweet tells the story of a film made by two Londoners. In 1971, they began to film the homeless. The film captured their daily rituals, their trials, and their joys. Some were alcoholics, others mentally disturbed. Some were articulate and others unintelligible. 

One of England’s leading composers, Gavin Bryars, agreed to help with the audio aspects of the film. During his work, he became aware of a constant undercurrent of sound that appeared whenever one certain homeless man was filmed. At first, the sound seemed like muttered gibberish. But after removing the background noise, Bryars discovered the old man was singing.

Bryars learned that this homeless man did not drink or socialize with others. The old man was alone and filthy, but he also had a sunny demeanor. What distinguished him from the others was his quiet singing. For hours, he would sing the same thing over and over. The man’s weak voice was untrained, but it never wavered from pitch. He repeated the simple phrases of the song again and again.

One day at the office, the composer looped together the first thirteen bars of the homeless man’s song, preparing to add orchestration to the piece. He left the loop running while he went downstairs for a cup of coffee. When he returned, he found his fellow workers listening in subdued silence, and a few were even weeping. The old man’s quiet, trembling voice had leaked from the recording room and transformed the office floor. Here is what he sang:

Jesus’s blood never failed me yet

Never failed me yet

Jesus’s blood never failed me yet

There’s one thing I know

For He loves me so

Though not a Christian, Bryars created and produced an accompaniment to this homeless person’s song of trust in Jesus. The result was a CD titled Jesus’s Blood Never Failed Me Yet. The old man died before he heard it. 

The old man got it: “Jesus’s blood never failed me yet.” It will be the story of every person who puts his or her trust in Jesus.