Here are some pieces of music that I have written that complement the theology of this site. I usually start with a hymn tune I like, then I compose new lyrics.
To produce these recordings I have had to rely on AI (artificial intelligence). The Suno software that I use is cautious about copyright infringements, and although the hymn tunes are usually in the public domain, the software will usually create a close but not identical melody.
Be Now Our Vision: an anthem for our times
Be now our vision, O Love that makes whole
Light of the world and the fire of the soul
Call us from comfort when truth is denied
Send us in courage to stand on love’s side
Be now our wisdom, our truth in the fray
Leading with kindness and guiding our way
Not only in words, but in all that we do
May our love become action, faithful and true
Be now our courage when justice is hard
Unmasking powers that wealth often guards
Standing with people the world hates and scorns
Trusting in goodness, where new hope is born
Be now our peace when the world is at war
Mending our hearts from the deepest of scars
Teach us all how to forgive and to fight
With only the weapons of love and light
Be now our kingdom, alive here and now
Shown in the way that we live what we vow
Not found in temples of power and fear
But rising whenever love’s light shines near
Heart of our hearts, whatever may fall
Still be our vision, O Love over all
When every neighbor is loved as a friend
Then justice and mercy will never end
© 2026 Kurt Struckmeyer
Music: Be Thou Our Vision (SLADE)
Doxology for Humanity
I attempted to make sample recordings of two recommended melodies: Old Hundredth and the Tallis Canon. I instructed the Suno software to create a small chior (SATB) and accompany the voices with piano and string trio (violin, viola, and cello). They pretty much stuck to the melodies except for the third verse where they go a little wild. But you will get the gist.
Old Hundredth (Praise God From Whom All Blessings Flow)
The Tallis Canon
Praise life that makes us change and grow
Praise love that makes compassion flow
Praise peace that ends all strife and fear
Praise hands that work for justice here
Praise ears that hear the children’s cries
Praise truth that counters cruel lies
Praise hearts that value human worth
Praise lives that build a better earth
Praise eyes that see all human need
Praise minds that cast out selfish greed
Praise lips that challenge those in power
Praise those who struggle every hour
Praise faith that keeps us ever strong
Praise hope that triumphs over wrong
Praise dreams that make our spirits rise
Praise voices raised in joyful cries
© 2013 Kurt Struckmeyer
Music: either Old Hundredth: “Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow” or the Tallis Canon.
Follow Jesus
Hear the call of Jesus
Stirring in your heart
A voice of love that calls to you today
So follow Jesus
Follow Jesus
Follow Jesus with love
In a land of plenty
Children cry in need
Stir up your love to feed them every day
So feed the hungry
Feed the hungry
Feed the hungry with love
Living without shelter
Lost and all alone
Stir up your love to house the homeless ones
So house the homeless
House the homeless
House the homeless with love
Standing on your doorstep
Not a friend in sight
Stir up your love to welcome strangers in
So welcome strangers
Welcome strangers
Welcome strangers with love
Listen to their voices
All around the world
Stir up your love to serve all those in need
Go serve the needy
Serve the needy
Serve the needy with love
Call upon this nation
Brothers, sisters all
Stir up your love for justice in our world
And work for justice
Work for justice
Work for justice with love
Go, follow Jesus
Follow Jesus
Follow Jesus with love
© 2015 Kurt Struckmeyer
Music: “Untitled Hymn (Come to Jesus)” by Chris Rice
A Child Is Born
I first wrote this short little poem in 2002, nearly a quarter of a century ago. Recently, the talented hymn writer and composer, Amanda Udis-Kessler, set it to music.
A darkened room
A trembling womb
Her sharp breaths cut the air
Now nearly done
The hour has come
They bring him forth with care
The child is born
In early morn
Their long-awaited one
With matted hair
He gasps for air
His journey has begun
A child’s first cries
A mother’s sighs
The sweetest song of all
Now put to breast
At last they rest
Asleep within the stall
Ten fingers, toes
A button nose
Like any child, the same
His father’s son
His mother’s one
And Jesus is his name
© 2002 Kurt Struckmeyer