I WILL SING THE WONDROUS STORY
I will sing the wondrous story
Of the Christ Who died for me.
How He left His home in glory
For the cross of Calvary.
Refrain:
Yes, I’ll sing the
wondrous story
Of the Christ Who died for
me,
Sing it with the saints in
glory,
Gathered by the crystal
sea.
I was lost, but Jesus found me,
Found the sheep that went astray,
Threw His loving arms around me,
Drew me back into His way.
I was bruised, but Jesus healed me,
Faint was I from many a fall,
Sight was gone, and fears possessed
me,
But He freed me from them all.
Days of darkness still come o’er me,
Sorrow’s path I often tread,
But His presence still is with me;
By His guiding hand I’m led.
He will keep me till the river
Rolls its waters at my feet;
Then He’ll bear me safely over,
Where the loved ones I shall meet.
Is Your All on the Altar?
You have longed for sweet peace,
And for faith to increase,
And have earnestly, fervently prayed;
But you cannot have rest,
Or be perfectly blest,
Until all on the altar is laid.
Refrain:
Is your all on the altar
of sacrifice laid?
Your heart does the Spirit
control?
You can only be blest,
And have peace and sweet
rest,
As you yield Him your body
and soul.
Would you walk with the Lord,
In the light of His word,
And have peace and contentment alway?
You must do His sweet will,
To be free from all ill,
On the altar your all you must lay.
Oh, we never can know
What the Lord will bestow
Of the blessings for which we have
prayed,
Till our body and soul
He doth fully control,
And our all on the altar is laid.
Who can tell all the love
He will send from above,
And how happy our hearts will be made;
Of the fellowship sweet
We shall share at His feet,
When our all on the altar is laid.
It Is Well with My Soul
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me
to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Refrain:
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well
with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though
trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless
estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my
soul.
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious
thought!—
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it
no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my
soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ
hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as
in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my
soul.
But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy
coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of
the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when the faith
shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord
shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Just a Closer Walk with Thee
I am weak, but Thou art strong;
Jesus, keep me from all wrong;
I’ll be satisfied as long
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.
Refrain:
Just a closer walk with
Thee,
Grant it, Jesus, is my
plea,
Daily walking close to
Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let
it be.
Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but
Thee.
When my feeble life is o’er,
Time for me will be no more;
Guide me gently, safely o’er
To Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.
Leaning on the Everlasting Arms
What a fellowship, what a joy divine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness, what a peace is
mine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Refrain:
Leaning, leaning,
Safe and secure from all
alarms;
Leaning, leaning,
Leaning on the everlasting
arms.
Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim
way,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
Oh, how bright the path grows from day
to day,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
What have I to dread, what have I to
fear,
Leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so
near,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Oh, How I Love Jesus
There is a Name I love to hear,
I love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in my ear,
The sweetest Name on earth.
Refrain:
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Because He first loved me!
It tells me of a Saviour’s
love,
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of His precious blood,
The sinner’s perfect plea.
It tells me of a Father’s smile
Beaming upon His child;
It cheers me through this little
while,
Through desert, waste, and wild.
It tells me what my Father hath
In store for every day,
And though I tread a darksome path,
Yields sunshine all the way.
It tells of One whose loving heart
Can feel my deepest woe;
Who in each sorrow bears a part
That none can bear below.
It bids my trembling heart rejoice;
It dries each rising tear;
It tells me, in a “still small voice,”
To trust and never fear.
Jesus, the Name I love so well,
The Name I love to hear:
No saint on earth its worth can tell,
No heart conceive how dear.
This Name shall shed its fragrance
still
Along this thorny road,
Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill
That leads me up to God.
And there with all the blood-bought
throng,
From sin and sorrow free,
I’ll sing the new eternal song
Of Jesus’ love for me.
Onward, Christian Soldiers
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching
as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on
before.
Christ, the royal Master, leads
against the foe;
Forward into battle see His banners
go!
Refrain:
Onward, Christian
soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus
going on before.
At the sign of triumph Satan’s host
doth flee;
On then, Christian soldiers, on to
victory!
Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout
of praise;
Brothers, lift your voices, loud your
anthems raise.
Like a mighty army moves the church of
God;
Brothers, we are treading where the
saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,
One in hope and doctrine, one in
charity.
Crowns and thrones may perish,
kingdoms rise and wane,
But the church of Jesus constant will
remain.
Gates of hell can never ’gainst that church prevail;
We have Christ’s own promise, and that
cannot fail.
Onward then, ye people, join our happy
throng,
Blend with ours your voices in the
triumph song.
Glory, laud, and honor unto Christ the
King,
This through countless ages men and
angels sing.
Redeemed, How I Love to Proclaim It!
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed through His infinite mercy,
His child and forever I am.
Refrain:
Redeemed, redeemed,
Redeemed by the blood of
the Lamb;
Redeemed, redeemed,
His child and forever I
am.
Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus,
No language my rapture can tell;
I know that the light of His presence
With me doth continually dwell.
I think of my blessed Redeemer,
I think of Him all the day long:
I sing, for I cannot be silent;
His love is the theme of my song.
I know I shall see in His beauty
The King in whose law I delight;
Who lovingly guardeth
my footsteps,
And giveth
me songs in the night.
I know there’s a crown that is waiting
In yonder bright mansion for me,
And soon, with the spirits made
perfect,
At home with the Lord I shall be.
Sound the Battle Cry!
Sound the battle cry! See, the foe is
nigh;
Raise the standard high for the Lord;
Gird your armor on, stand firm every
one;
Rest your cause upon His holy word.
Refrain:
Rouse, then, soldiers,
rally round the banner,
Ready, steady, pass the
word along;
Onward, forward, shout
aloud, “Hosanna!”
Christ is Captain of the
mighty throng.
Strong to meet the foe, marching on we
go,
While our cause we know must prevail;
Shield and banner bright, gleaming in
the light,
Battling for the right we ne’er can
fail.
O Thou God of all, hear us when we
call,
Help us one and all by Thy grace;
When the battle’s done, and the vict’ry’s won,
May we wear the crown before Thy face.
Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus
Stand up, stand up for Jesus! ye
soldiers of the cross;
Lift high His royal banner, it must
not suffer loss:
From vict’ry
unto vict’ry, His army shall He lead,
Till every foe is vanquished, and
Christ is Lord indeed.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus! The
trumpet call obey:
Forth to the mighty conflict, in this
His glorious day;
Ye that are men now serve Him against
unnumbered foes;
Let courage rise with danger, and
strength to strength oppose.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus! Stand in
His strength alone,
The arm of flesh will fail you, ye
dare not trust your own;
Put on the gospel armor, and watching
unto prayer,
Where calls the voice of duty, be
never wanting there.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus, each
soldier to his post,
Close up the broken column, and shout
through all the host:
Make good the loss so heavy, in those
that still remain,
And prove to all around you that death
itself is gain.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus! the
strife will not be long;
This day the noise of battle, the next
the victor’s song;
To him that overcometh
a crown of life shall be;
He with the King of glory shall reign
eternally.
STANDING ON THE PROMISES
Standing on the promises of Christ my
King,
Through eternal ages let His praises
ring,
Glory in the highest, I will shout and
sing,
Standing on the promises of God.
Refrain:
Standing, standing,
Standing on the promises
of God my Saviour;
Standing, standing,
I’m standing on the
promises of God.
Standing on the promises that cannot
fail,
When the howling storms of doubt and
fear assail,
By the living word of God I shall
prevail,
Standing on the promises of God.
Standing on the promises of Christ the
Lord,
Bound to Him eternally by love’s
strong cord,
Overcoming daily with the Spirit’s
sword,
Standing on the promises of God.
Standing on the promises I cannot
fall,
Listening every moment to the Spirit’s
call
Resting in my Saviour as my all in
all,
Standing on the promises of God.
’TIS SO SWEET TO TRUST IN JESUS
’Tis
so sweet to trust in Jesus,
And to take Him at His Word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
And to know, “Thus saith
the Lord!”
Refrain:
Jesus, Jesus, how I trust
Him!
How I’ve proved Him o’er
and o’er
Jesus, Jesus, precious
Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him
more!
O how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood;
And in simple faith to plunge me
’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!
Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease;
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.
I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,
Precious Jesus, Saviour, Friend;
And I know that Thou art with me,
Wilt be with me to the end.
WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS
What a Friend we have in Jesus,
all our sins and griefs
to bear!
What a privilege to carry
everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
everything to God in prayer.
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy laden,
cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Saviour, still our refuge,
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do your friends despise, forsake you?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield you;
you will find a solace there.
Blessed Saviour, Thou hast promised
Thou wilt all our burdens bear.
May we ever, Lord, be bringing
all to Thee in earnest prayer.
Soon in glory bright unclouded
there will be no need for prayer.
Rapture, praise and endless worship
will be our sweet portion there.
WHEN THE ROLL IS CALLED UP YONDER
When the trumpet of the Lord shall
sound,
And time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal,
bright and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather
Over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll
be there.
Refrain:
When the roll, is called
up yon-der,
When the roll, is called
up yon-der,
When the roll, is called
up yon-der,
When the roll is called up
yonder I’ll be there.
On that bright and cloudless morning
When the dead in Christ shall rise,
And the glory of His resurrection
share;
When His chosen ones shall gather
To their home beyond the skies,
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll
be there.
Let us labor for the Master
From the dawn till setting sun,
Let us talk of all His wondrous love
and care;
Then when all of life is over,
And our work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll
be there.
WONDERFUL WORDS OF LIFE
Sing them over again to me, wonderful
words of life,
Let me more of their beauty see,
wonderful words of life;
Words of life and beauty teach me
faith and duty.
Refrain:
Beautiful words, wonderful
words, wonderful words of life,
Beautiful words, wonderful
words, wonderful words of life.
Christ, the blessčd
One, gives to all wonderful words of life;
Sinner, list to the loving call,
wonderful words of life;
All so freely given, wooing us to
heaven.
Sweetly echo the Gospel call,
wonderful words of life;
Offer pardon and peace to all,
wonderful words of life;
Jesus, only Saviour, sanctify us
forever.
* * *
Alas! And did my Saviour bleed?
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
Refrain:
At the cross, at the cross
where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart
rolled away,
It was there by faith I
received my sight,
And now I am happy all the
day!
Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give my
self away
’Tis
all that I can do.
All
Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name!
All hail the pow’r
of Jesus’ Name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him Who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Oh, that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!
Amazing Grace
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
T'was
Grace that taught...
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...
the hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and
snares...
we have already come.
T’was
Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.
The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.
When we’ve been there ten thousand
years...
bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s
praise...
than when we’d first begun.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
At Calvary
Years I spent in vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified,
Knowing not it was for me He died on
Calvary.
Refrain:
Mercy there was great, and
grace was free;
Pardon there was
multiplied to me;
There my burdened soul
found liberty at Calvary.
By God’s Word at last my sin I
learned;
Then I trembled at the law I’d
spurned,
Till my guilty soul imploring turned
to Calvary.
Now I’ve giv’n
to Jesus everything,
Now I gladly own Him as my King,
Now my raptured
soul can only sing of Calvary!
Oh, the love that drew salvation’s
plan!
Oh, the grace that brought it down to
man!
Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span
at Calvary!
Blessed Assurance
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His
blood.
Refrain:
This is my story, this is
my song,
Praising my Saviour all
the day long;
This is my story, this is
my song,
Praising my Saviour all
the day long.
Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my
sight;
Angels, descending, bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Saviour am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His
love.
Draw Me Nearer
I am Thine,
O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of
faith
And be closer drawn to Thee.
Refrain:
Draw me nearer, nearer
blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou
hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer,
nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding
side.
Consecrate me now to Thy service,
Lord,
By the pow’r
of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast
hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.
Oh, the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee,
my God
I commune as friend with friend!
There are depths of love that I cannot
know
Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may
not reach
Till I rest in peace with Thee.
God Leads Us Along
In shady, green pastures, so rich and
so sweet,
God leads His dear children along;
Where the water’s cool flow bathes the
weary one’s feet,
God leads His dear children along.
Refrain:
Some through the waters,
some through the flood,
Some through the fire, but
all through the blood;
Some through great sorrow,
but God gives a song,
In the night season and
all the day long.
Sometimes on the mount where the sun
shines so bright,
God leads His dear children along;
Sometimes in the valley, in darkest of
night,
God leads His dear children along.
Though sorrows befall us and evils
oppose,
God leads His dear children along;
Through grace we can conquer, defeat
all our foes,
God leads His dear children along.
Away from the mire, and away from the
clay,
God leads His dear children along;
Away up in glory, eternity’s day,
God leads His dear children along.
Have thine own way, Lord!
Have Thine
own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.
Have Thine
own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Search me and try me, Master, today!
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just
now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow.
Have Thine
own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Wounded and weary, help me, I pray!
Power, all power, surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me, Saviour divine.
Have Thine
own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Hold o’er my being absolute sway!
Fill with Thy Spirit ’till all shall
see
Christ only, always, living in me.
He Keeps Me Singing
There’s within my heart a melody
Jesus whispers sweet and low,
Fear not, I am with thee, peace, be
still,
In all of life’s ebb and flow.
Refrain:
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,
Sweetest Name I know,
Fills my every longing,
Keeps me singing as I go.
All my life was wrecked by sin and
strife,
Discord filled my heart with pain,
Jesus swept across the broken strings,
Stirred the slumb’ring
chords again.
Feasting on the riches of His grace,
Resting ’neath
His shelt’ring wing,
Always looking on His smiling face,
That is why I shout and sing.
Though sometimes He leads through
waters deep,
Trials fall across the way,
Though sometimes the path seems rough
and steep,
See His footprints all the way.
Soon He’s coming back to welcome me,
Far beyond the starry sky;
I shall wing my flight to worlds
unknown,
I shall reign with Him on high.
He Lives!
I serve a risen Saviour, He’s in the
world today;
I know that He is living, whatever men
may say;
I see His hand of mercy, I hear His
voice of cheer,
And just the time I need Him He’s
always near.
Refrain:
He lives, He lives, Christ
Jesus lives today!
He walks with me and He
talks with me
Along life’s narrow way.
He lives, He lives,
salvation to impart!
You ask me how I know He
lives:
He lives within my heart.
In all the world around me I see His
loving care,
And tho my
heart grows weary I never will despair;
I know that He is leading thro’ all
the stormy blast,
The day of His appearing will come at
last.
Rejoice, rejoice, O Christian, lift up
your voice and sing
Eternal hallelujahs to Jesus Christ
the King!
The hope of all who seek Him, the help
of all who find,
None other is so loving, so good and
kind.
Higher Ground
I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher
ground.”
Refrain:
Lord, lift me up and let
me stand,
By faith, on Heaven’s
table land,
A higher plane than I have
found;
Lord, plant my feet on
higher ground.
My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where those
abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.
I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.
I want to scale the utmost height
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray till Heav’n I’ve
found,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher
ground.”
His eye is on the sparrow
Why should I feel discouraged, why
should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long
for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant
friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know
He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know
He watches me.
Refrain:
I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the
sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
“Let not your heart be troubled,” His
tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my
doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know
He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know
He watches me.
Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds
arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when
hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He
sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know
He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know
He watches me.
I AM RESOLVED
I am resolved no longer to linger,
Charmed by the world’s delight,
Things that are higher, things that
are nobler,
These have allured my sight.
Refrain:
I will hasten to Him,
hasten so glad and free;
Jesus, greatest, highest,
I will come to Thee.
I will hasten, hasten to
Him, hasten so glad and free;
Jesus, Jesus, greatest,
highest, I will come to Thee.
I am resolved to go to the Saviour,
Leaving my sin and strife;
He is the true One, He is the just
One,
He hath the words of life.
I am resolved to follow the Saviour,
Faithful and true each day;
Heed what He sayeth,
do what He willeth,
He is the living Way.
I am resolved to enter the kingdom
Leaving the paths of sin;
Friends may oppose me, foes may beset me,
Still will I enter in.
I am resolved, and who will go with
me?
Come, friends, without delay,
Taught by the Bible, led by the
Spirit,
We’ll walk the heav’nly
way.
I KNOW WHOM I HAVE BELIEVED
I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He hath made known,
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeemed me for His own.
Refrain:
But I know Whom I have believčd,
And am persuaded that He
is able
To keep that which I’ve
committed
Unto Him against that day.
I know not how this saving faith
To me He did impart,
Nor how believing in His word
Wrought peace within my heart.
I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing us of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the word,
Creating faith in Him.
I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me,
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before His face I see.
I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I walk the vale with Him,
Or meet Him in the air.
I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY
I love to tell the story of unseen
things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and
His love.
I love to tell the story, because I
know ’tis true;
It satisfies my longings as nothing
else can do.
Refrain:
I love to tell the story,
’twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story
of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story; more
wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies of all our
golden dreams.
I love to tell the story, it did so
much for me;
And that is just the reason I tell it
now to thee.
I love to tell the story; ’tis
pleasant to repeat
What seems, each time I tell it, more
wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story, for some
have never heard
The message of salvation from God’s
own holy word.
I love to tell the story, for those
who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting to hear
it like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory, I sing
the new, new song,
’Twill be the old, old story that I
have loved so long.
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