O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home. Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame,
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. O how I love the Saviour’s name! O how I love the Saviour’s name! O how I love the Saviour’s name – The sweetest name on earth! It
When you feel weakest, dangers surround, Subtle temptations, troubles abound, Nothing seems hopeful, nothing seems glad, All is despairing, everything sad: Keep on believing, Jesus is near; Keep on believing, there’s nothing to fear; Keep on believing, this is the way; Faith in the night as well as the day. If all were easy, if
Take my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise. Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy love; Take my feet and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee. Take my voice and let me sing
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. I love to tell the story; ‘Twill be my theme in Glory, To tell the
For the beauty of the earth, For the beauty of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies, Father, unto Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise. For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale and tree and flower, Sun
Who is on the Lord’s side? Who will serve the King? Who will be His helpers Other lives to bring? Who will leave the world’s side? Who will face the foe? Who is on the Lord’s side? Who for Him will go? By Thy grand redemption, By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord’s
He leadeth me! O blessèd thought! O words with Heavenly comfort fraught! Whate’er I do, where’er I be, Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me. He leadeth me, He leadeth me! By His own hand He leadeth me; His faithful follower I will be, For by His hand He leadeth me. Sometimes ‘mid scenes of
One golden dawning, one glorious morning, When earth’s dark shadows flee away, Our voices blending in song unending, In brightest realms of fadeless day. There’ll be no sorrow in God’s tomorrow; There’ll be no sadness, doubt, or fears; There’ll be no sorrow in God’s tomorrow, For He will wipe away all tears. No sad repining;
Saviour, if my feet have faltered On the pathway of the cross, If my purposes have altered Or my gold be mixed with dross, O forbid me not Thy service, Keep me yet in Thy employ, Pass me through a sterner cleansing If I may but give Thee joy! All my work is for the
All to Jesus I surrender, All to Him I freely give; I will ever love and trust Him, In His presence daily live. I surrender all, I surrender all. All to Thee, my blessèd Saviour, I surrender all. All to Jesus I surrender, Humbly at His feet I bow, Worldly pleasures all forsaken; Take me,
I believe that God the Father Can be seen in God the Son; In the gentleness of Jesus Love for all the world is shown. Though men crucify their Saviour, And His tenderness rebuff, God is love, the cross is saying; Calvary is proof enough. I believe in transformation; God can change the hearts of
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