Baylor Professor Greg Garrett re-writes “Sexist” Hymn

A Baylor University continues to spread extreme progressivism, targeting a centuries-old hymn is “sexist” for containing the word “brethren” and that he’s edited and moved around parts of it as to not cause offense.

The hymn, “Brethren We Have Met To Worship,” was composed by George Askins, a Methodist minister and itinerant preacher and published in 1819.

Greg Garrett, the Baylor professor who went viral attacking J.K. Rowling, targeting the 200 year old language.

“We have a song that is 200 years old which will be our opening hymn. I am well aware that the title, ‘Brethren We Have Met To Worship’ is sexist…”

“So please know that I am not trying to say, ‘Hey, let’s have a conference about racism and diminish women.’ That is absolutely not the message I’m intending to send,” he added. So I want you to know this, and you will probably notice if you’re familiar with the hymn. I have edited it and moved verses around so that sisters, you are just as important as brethren.”

Original lyrics below.

Original lyrics:

Brethren, we have met to worship,
And adore the Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power,
While we try to preach the word?
All is vain, unless the Spirit
Of the Holy One come down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.


Brethren, see poor sinners round you,
Trembling on the brink of woe;
Death is coming, hell is moving;
Can you bear to let them go?
See our fathers, see our mothers,
And our children sinking down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

Sisters, will you join and help us?
Moses’ sisters aided him;
Will you help the trembling mourners,
Who are struggling hard with sin?
Tell them all about the Savior,
Tell him that he will be found;
Sisters, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

Is there here a trembling jailer,
Seeking grace and filled with fears?
Is there here a weeping Mary,
Pouring forth a flood of tears?
Brethren, join your cries to help them;
Sisters, let your prayers abound;
Pray, O! pray, that holy manna
May be scattered all around.


Let us love our God supremely,
Let us love each other too;
Let us love and pray for sinners,
Till our God makes all things new
Then he’ll call us home to heaven,
At his table we’ll sit down.
Christ will gird himself and serve us
With sweet manna all around.

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