Knee Deep in the Hooah!

I wonder as I wander is a traditional song in many Appalachian Christmas celebrations. It was written by a folklorist and here’s a quick account of how and why he wrote the song (by the way I have been in Murphy and used to work in the poorest counties in Rural Appalachia in NC).This hymn is very fitting for some of the wonderful Christian people I was blessed to know during that time:

From Wikipedia:

History

“I Wonder as I Wander” has its origins in a song fragment collected on July 16, 1933 by folklorist and singer John Jacob Niles.^{[1][2][3][4][5]} While in the town of Murphy in Appalachian North Carolina, Niles attended a fundraising meeting held by evangelicals who had been ordered out of town by the police.^[1][5] In his unpublished autobiography, he wrote of hearing the song:

A girl had stepped out to the edge of the little platform attached to the automobile. She began to sing. Her clothes were unbelievable dirty and ragged, and she, too, was unwashed. Her ash-blond hair hung down in long skeins…. But, best of all, she was beautiful, and in her untutored way, she could sing. She smiled as she sang, smiled rather sadly, and sang only a single line of a song.^[2]

The girl, named Annie Morgan, repeated the fragment seven times in exchange for a quarter per performance, and Niles left with “three lines of verse, a garbled fragment of melodic material—and a magnificent idea”.^[5][2] (In various accounts of this story, Niles hears between one and three lines of the song.^[2][5][4][6]) Based on this fragment, Niles composed the version of “I Wonder as I Wander” that is known today, extending the melody to four lines and the lyrics to three stanzas.^[5][2][3] His composition was completed on October 4, 1933.^[2] Niles first performed the song on December 19, 1933 at the John C. Campbell Folk School in Brasstown, North Carolina.^[2][6] It was originally published in Songs of the Hill Folk in 1934.^[6][4]

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I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
How Jesus the Savior did come for to die.
For poor on’ry people like you and like I…
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

When Mary birthed Jesus ’twas in a cow’s stall,
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all.
But high from God’s heaven a star’s light did fall,
And the promise of ages it then did recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,
A star in the sky, or a bird on the wing,
Or all of God’s angels in heav’n for to sing,
He surely could have it, ’cause he was the King.