Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord; Abide in Him always, and feed on His Word; Make friends of God’s children, help those who are weak; Forgetting in nothing His blessing to seek. Take time to be holy – the world rushes on; Spend much time in secret with Jesus alone; By
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. 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
He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater; He sendeth more strength as our labours increase; To added afflictions He addeth His mercy; To multiplied trials He multiplies peace. When we have exhausted our store of endurance, When our strength has failed ‘ere the day is half done, When we reach the end of
As the varied way of life we journey, Come the plains and then the mountainside, Come the days of joy when birds are singing, And the world is fair and sweet and wide; Then a deeper joy comes, overfilling, From the everlasting throne of love, And all other joy is but an echo From the
Why should I be discouraged? Why should the shadows come? Why should my heart be lonely, and long for Heav’n and Home, When Jesus is my portion? My constant Friend is He; His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me. I sing because I’m happy! I sing because I’m free! For
Thine is the Kingdom, Lord, Thou art the King of kings; Thy realm enfolds the universe And Heaven its tribute brings; Though evil forces seem On earth to hold the sway, Thy loyal peoples wait in faith To hail Thy crowning day. Thine is the power, O Lord, Nor Heaven nor earth can break; The
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! What more can He say than to you He hath said, To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled? “Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed, For I am thy God, I will
I shall not fear though darkened clouds may gather round me; The God I serve is one who cares and understands; Although the storms I face would threaten to confound me, Of this I am assured: I’m in His hands. I’m in His hands, I’m in His hands; Whate’er the future holds, I’m in His
This is my Father’s world, And to my listening ears All nature sings and round me rings The music of the spheres. This is my Father’s world; I rest me in the thought Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas; His hand the wonders wrought. This is my Father’s world, The birds their carols
And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Saviour’s blood? Died He for me who caused His pain, For me who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? He left His Father’s throne above, So free, so infinite His grace,
I have a song that Jesus gave me, It was sent from Heaven above; There never was a sweeter melody, ‘Tis a melody of love. In my heart there rings a melody, There rings a melody of Heavenly harmony; In my heart there rings a melody, There rings a melody of love! I love the
O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s light for a look at the Saviour, And life more abundant and free! Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim In the light of His glory and
