Behold the Lamb of God: Touring with a Beautiful Community of Artists


I’ll never forget the call. I was being asked to join Andrew Peterson’s Behold the Lamb of God tour as their special guest. Did they have the right number? I had seen the show for the first time the year before and was so encouraged and inspired by the evening that I told my husband I’d found our family Christmas tradition, so the invitation to actually be a part of the show seemed surreal and too good to be true.

I’m embarrassed to say that I’ve never intentionally read through anything for Advent, but as I listened through the Behold the Lamb of God record to prepare for the tour, I was swept up into the “old, old story.” I have Andrew to thank for introducing me to the joy of remembering well the story of our savior. I was totally that girl on the bus who fell asleep listening to the Behold the Lamb record every night and who was reading Russ Ramsey’s Behold the Lamb book in the mornings. I was captured again by the story of our Rescuer.

I also found myself caught up into a beautiful community of story-tellers. These people love well. They seek each other out. They listen. They pray. They laugh—a lot. They play spike ball and catch phrase. They say, “I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?” They gather each night to eat a meal together. They bear with each other. They craft songs that carry the ache and joy and hope and wandering our souls experience, and they welcomed me as one of their own.

Night after night, I would cry standing side stage, hands raised in the air, as Andrew sang the truth to every crowd.

Behold the Lamb of God who takes away our sin
Behold the Lamb of God, the life and light of men
Behold the Lamb of God who died and rose again
Behold the Lamb of God who comes to take away our sin

Oh to get to sing the gladdest of tidings to a different city each night. To get to sing the story of Emmanuel, God With Us, to our own souls. Remember! “The power of death undone.” Remember! “Son of God. Son of Man.” And then we would walk off the stage every night as our own voices mingled with the voices of brothers and sisters who came to the show to remember with us.

“Praise God from whom all blessings flow.”

Praise Him indeed.


  1. Jason Richards

    Ellie your version of Deliver Us just blew me away. I would love if you could record it or even convince Andrew to re-release BTLOG with maybe some bonus tracks of his special guest artists.

  2. Rebecca Reynolds


    Ellie, your music has meant so much to me this past year. I’m one of those people who can get stuck in a think-cycle, hammering out things about God without truly engaging with Him.

    Whenever I listen to your singing, though, it’s a “hearts unfold like flowers before Thee” experience. You sing without pretense, and that leads me to kneel without pretense before my Father.

    In my head, I call this the “Ellie portal.” It’s kind of like a wardrobe, only no matter times you throw this door open, you end up in Narnia.

    I’m so grateful for you and your gifts.

  3. sallie kate

    So glad to have “met” you at one of these Christmas rememberings. (Listening to your records pretty much non-stop ever since is pure hog heaven, sister. Thank you.) There’s nothing like the beauty of the Church singing together of her Groom. I, too, cried along with the joy and the wonder of the old story. And a sweet peek into the tour.

  4. Tom Murphy

    Along Jason’s point, were there any soundboard recordings for Ellie this year? I would second the opinion that she crushed “Deliver Us”. Hearing a female voice sing that part was haunting (in a good way)…

  5. Peter B

    Yes, yes, and yes. Ellie, thank you for bringing your contagious joy to what was already a humbling, mind-blowing hour.

  6. lyndsay

    “Who is Ellie Holcomb?” was what I said when I got to go to the Atlanta BTLOG concert randomly and last minute. I found out quickly, and now you have a new “biggest fan”. Thank you so much for your gift of [great] music!! 🙂

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