Salvation is our motto, Salvation is our song, And ’round the wide, wide world We’ll send the cry along. Yes, Jesus is the sinners’ friend, The Bible tells us so; Their many sins He will forgive, And wash them white as snow. CHORUS: Steadily forward march! To Jesus we will bring Sinners of every kind,
Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on me; Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on me. Break me, melt me, mold me, fill me; Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on me. Spirit of the living God, move among us all; Make us one in heart and mind, make us one in
I stand all bewildered with wonder And gaze on the ocean of love, And over its waves to my spirit Comes peace like a heavenly dove. CHORUS: The cross now covers my sins; The past is under the blood; I’m trusting in Jesus for all; My will is the will of my God. I struggled
I love to sing of the Saviour Who gave His life for me; He fills my spirit with gladness, For service sets me free. How I love to sing, How I love to sing, How I love to sing of Jesus! How I love to sing! I love to sing of His beauty, His greatness
O Lord, we long to see Your face, To know You risen from the grave, But we have missed the joy and grace Of seeing You as others have. Yet in Your company we’ll wait And we shall see You, soon or late. O Lord, we do not know the way, Nor clearly see the
In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o’er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. When the woes of life o’ertake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me; Lo, it glows with peace and joy. When the sun of bliss is
In this quiet moment, still, before Your throne, Conscious of Your presence, knowing I am known, In this quiet moment, set my spirit free; In this quiet moment, make a better me! Like some other songs in the “new” 2015 Song Book, this was first a Songster selection. Its simplicity carries a depth of meaning
In the secret of Thy presence, Where the pure in heart may dwell, Are the springs of sacred service And a power that none can tell. There my love must bring its offering, There my heart must yield its praise, And the Lord will come, revealing All the secrets of His ways. In the secret
Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of His train; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. Every eye shall now behold Him Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the tree,
Look, ye saints! The sight is glorious! See the Man of Sorrows now, From the fight returned victorious; Every knee to Him shall bow. Crown Him, crown Him! Crowns become the Victor’s brow. Crown the Saviour; angels crown Him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of
Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear; Things I would ask Him to tell me If He were here – Scenes by the wayside, Tales of the sea, Stories of Jesus, Tell them to me. First let me hear how the children Stood ’round His knee, And I shall fancy His blessing
Jesus came down my ransom to be – Oh, it was wonderful love! For out of the Father’s heart he came To die for me on a cross of shame, And from sin’s bondage to reclaim; Oh, it was wonderful love! CHORUS: Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful love, Coming to me from Heaven above; Filling me, thrilling
