Lyrics: D. S. Warner
Music: B. E. Warren
I've found my Lord and He is mine,
He won me by His love;
I'll serve Him all my years of time,
And dwell with Him above.
No other Lord but Christ I know,
I walk with Him alone;
His streams of love forever flow,
Within my heart, His throne.
He's dearer to my heart than life,
He found me lost in sin;
He calmed the sea of inward strife,
And bid me come to Him.
My flesh recoiled before the cross,
And Satan whispered there,
"Thy gain will not repay the loss,
His yoke is hard to bear."
I've tried the road of sin and found
Its prospects all deceive;
I've proved the Lord and joys abound,
More than I could believe.
Chorus:
His yoke is easy, His burden is light,
I've found it so, I've found it so:
His service is my sweetest delight,
His blessings ever flow.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
The Great Physician
Lyrics: William Hunter
Music: J. H. Stockton (arranged)
The great Physician now is near,
They sympathizing Jesus;
He speaks the dropping heart to cheer:
O hear the voice of Jesus.
All glory to the dying Lamb!
I now believe in Jesus;
I love the blessed Savior's name,
I love the name of Jesus.
His name dispels my guilt and fear,
No other name but Jesus;
O how my soul delights to hear
The charming name of Jesus.
And when to that bright world above,
We rise to see our Jesus,
We'll sing around the throne of love
His name, the name of Jesus.
Chorus:
Sweetest note in seraph song,
Sweetest name on mortal tongue,
Sweetest carol ever sung,
Jesus, blessed Jesus.
Music: J. H. Stockton (arranged)
The great Physician now is near,
They sympathizing Jesus;
He speaks the dropping heart to cheer:
O hear the voice of Jesus.
All glory to the dying Lamb!
I now believe in Jesus;
I love the blessed Savior's name,
I love the name of Jesus.
His name dispels my guilt and fear,
No other name but Jesus;
O how my soul delights to hear
The charming name of Jesus.
And when to that bright world above,
We rise to see our Jesus,
We'll sing around the throne of love
His name, the name of Jesus.
Chorus:
Sweetest note in seraph song,
Sweetest name on mortal tongue,
Sweetest carol ever sung,
Jesus, blessed Jesus.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Come to the Feast
(All Things are Ready)
Lyrics: Charlotte G. Homer
Music: W. A. Ogden
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, for the table now is spread;
Ye famishing, ye weary, come,
And thou shalt be richly fed.
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, for the door is open wide;
A place of honor is reserved
For you at the Master's side.
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, while He waits to welcome thee;
Delay not while this day is thine,
Tomorrow may never be.
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Leave ev'ry care and worldly strife;
Come, feast upon the love of God,
And drink everlasting life.
Chorus:
Hear the invitation,
Come, "whosoever will;"
Praise God for full salvation
For "whosoever will."
Lyrics: Charlotte G. Homer
Music: W. A. Ogden
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, for the table now is spread;
Ye famishing, ye weary, come,
And thou shalt be richly fed.
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, for the door is open wide;
A place of honor is reserved
For you at the Master's side.
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, while He waits to welcome thee;
Delay not while this day is thine,
Tomorrow may never be.
"All things are ready," come to the feast!
Leave ev'ry care and worldly strife;
Come, feast upon the love of God,
And drink everlasting life.
Chorus:
Hear the invitation,
Come, "whosoever will;"
Praise God for full salvation
For "whosoever will."
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Sunday, November 4, 2007
Resurrection
Lyrics: Homer F. Morris
Music: Thomas B. Mosley
They crucified my Lord,
Laid Him in the tomb,
Now lies the Son of God
in death's sable gloom.
The Man of grief and toil
There in silence lies;
Death has within its coil
God of earth and skies.
But, behold, there was an earthquake,
For from heav'n there came an angel,
With a countenance like lightning,
And a raiment white as snow.
When at dawn came Mary Magdalene,
'Twas the angel's voice which said:
"Lo! He is not here, but risen!"
Christ is risen from the dead.
He who for the world's salvation bled,
Now is risen, risen from the dead;
Glory, honor we will ever sing,
Praise to our risen, risen King.
Hallelujah, sing, with hearts to heav'n and voices raise,
Ever shout, ye ransomed ones, for you His blood was shed;
Sing a hymn of gladness, sing to God a hymn of praise,
Christ, the Lord is ris'n indeed, is risen from the dead.
Music: Thomas B. Mosley
They crucified my Lord,
Laid Him in the tomb,
Now lies the Son of God
in death's sable gloom.
The Man of grief and toil
There in silence lies;
Death has within its coil
God of earth and skies.
But, behold, there was an earthquake,
For from heav'n there came an angel,
With a countenance like lightning,
And a raiment white as snow.
When at dawn came Mary Magdalene,
'Twas the angel's voice which said:
"Lo! He is not here, but risen!"
Christ is risen from the dead.
He who for the world's salvation bled,
Now is risen, risen from the dead;
Glory, honor we will ever sing,
Praise to our risen, risen King.
Hallelujah, sing, with hearts to heav'n and voices raise,
Ever shout, ye ransomed ones, for you His blood was shed;
Sing a hymn of gladness, sing to God a hymn of praise,
Christ, the Lord is ris'n indeed, is risen from the dead.
Friday, November 2, 2007
The Great Redeemer
1945
Lyrics: Francis Foster
Music: Samuel W. Beazley
How I love the great Redeemer
Who is doing so much for me;
With what joy I tell the story
Of the love that makes men free.
Till my earthly life is ended,
I will send songs above,
Then beside the crystal sea
More and more my soul shall be
Praising Jesus and His love.
He has purchased my redemption,
Rolled my burden of sin away,
And is walking on beside me,
Growing dearer day by day.
That is why I sing His praises,
That is why joy is mine,
That is why forever more
On the everlasting shore
I shall sing of love divine.
Glory be to Him forever!
Endless praises to Christ the Lamb!
He has filled my life with sunshine,
He has made me what I am.
O that ev'ry one would know Him,
O that all would adore!
O that all would trust the love
OF the mighty Friend above
And be His forever more.
Chorus:
He is ev'rything to me, to me,
And ev'rything shall always be;
I will never cease to raise
A song of gladness in His praise;
Here, and in the world above,
My soul shall sing of saving love;
Life and light and joy is He,
The precious Friend who died for me.
Lyrics: Francis Foster
Music: Samuel W. Beazley
How I love the great Redeemer
Who is doing so much for me;
With what joy I tell the story
Of the love that makes men free.
Till my earthly life is ended,
I will send songs above,
Then beside the crystal sea
More and more my soul shall be
Praising Jesus and His love.
He has purchased my redemption,
Rolled my burden of sin away,
And is walking on beside me,
Growing dearer day by day.
That is why I sing His praises,
That is why joy is mine,
That is why forever more
On the everlasting shore
I shall sing of love divine.
Glory be to Him forever!
Endless praises to Christ the Lamb!
He has filled my life with sunshine,
He has made me what I am.
O that ev'ry one would know Him,
O that all would adore!
O that all would trust the love
OF the mighty Friend above
And be His forever more.
Chorus:
He is ev'rything to me, to me,
And ev'rything shall always be;
I will never cease to raise
A song of gladness in His praise;
Here, and in the world above,
My soul shall sing of saving love;
Life and light and joy is He,
The precious Friend who died for me.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
God Is Calling the Prodigal
Lyrics: Charles H. Gabriel
Music: Charles H. Gabriel
God is calling the prodigal: come without delay;
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
Tho' you've wandered so far from His presence, come today;
Hear His loving voice calling still.
Patient, loving, and tenderly still the Father pleads;
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
O return while the Spirit in mercy intercedes;
Hear His loving voice calling still.
Come, there's bread in the house of thy Father, and to spare;
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
Lo! the table is spread and the feast is waiting there;
Hear His loving voice calling still.
Chorus:
Calling now for thee,
O weary prodigal come;
Calling now for thee,
O weary prodigal come!
Music: Charles H. Gabriel
God is calling the prodigal: come without delay;
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
Tho' you've wandered so far from His presence, come today;
Hear His loving voice calling still.
Patient, loving, and tenderly still the Father pleads;
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
O return while the Spirit in mercy intercedes;
Hear His loving voice calling still.
Come, there's bread in the house of thy Father, and to spare;
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
Lo! the table is spread and the feast is waiting there;
Hear His loving voice calling still.
Chorus:
Calling now for thee,
O weary prodigal come;
Calling now for thee,
O weary prodigal come!
Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah
Lyrics: W. Williams
Music: Thomas Hastings
Alternate music: John Hughes
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim thro' this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy pow'rful hand;
Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,
Lead me all my journey thro';
Strong Deliv'rer,
Be Thou still my strength and shield.
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Bear me thro' the swelling current,
Land me safe on Canaan's side;
Songs of praises
I will ever give to Thee.
Music: Thomas Hastings
Alternate music: John Hughes
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim thro' this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy pow'rful hand;
Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,
Lead me all my journey thro';
Strong Deliv'rer,
Be Thou still my strength and shield.
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Bear me thro' the swelling current,
Land me safe on Canaan's side;
Songs of praises
I will ever give to Thee.
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