CD Review - In His Hands

I mentioned in this post a few weeks ago that I had bought Jane Saunders' latest CD, In His hands at EQUIP. I wanted to write a bit more about because I haven't loved a CD this much in ages. As I've listened to it again and again in the past few weeks, I've found myself reminded of what Jesus' death has achieved for me and of the hope of an eternity with Him.

Her style would probably be classified as folk/country and I love the sweetness, clearness and purity of her voice. I've noticed that when I play it with the kids around they understand all the words and sing along and comment on them, which I think is to her credit. I also love the simplicity and depth of the songs on the album. In one song, she sings about her grandmother dying and the hope of seeing her again in heaven (a tear jerker!). In another, she sings as a woman looking back and reflecting on that moment she first believed in Jesus as a 7 year old (another tear jerker!!). She also sings some beautiful hymns, like 'He Leadeth me' and spirituals like 'Give me Jesus'. Actually, most of the songs have the potential to move you to tears, but they are beautiful, God glorifying tears as you are reminded of what we have in Jesus!

A few of the songs on the album are written by one of my favourite song writers and general legend around our house - Colin Buchanan. Here's what he says about this album:

...the latest episode in the unfolding story of Jane Saunders goes back to the wooden chapel at Bilpin where, week after week, enduring song met enduring truth. With neighbours and extended family, Jane would sing the hymns that inevitably brought tears to her grandfather's eyes, comforted the community in its losses and became the musical expression of their shared faith. Simple, enduring melodies. Grand, timelessly true statements, enfolded in tender poetry. Songs sung by apple growers that soared into eternity. "In His Hands" has both the humility and transcendence of the music that echoed out of that little assembly and drifted among the fruit trees and eucalypts on those dusty Sunday mornings.

You can read his whole review here. And while you are there, you can listen to some song samples.