Joy to the world! The Lord is come; Let Earth receive her King; Let ev’ry heart prepare Him room, And Heav’n and nature sing. Joy to the world! The Saviour reigns; Let men their songs employ, While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy. He rules the world with truth and
The Saviour of men came to seek and to save the souls who were lost to the good; His Spirit was moved for the world which He loved with the boundless compassion of God. And still there are fields where the labourers are few, and still there are souls without bread, And still eyes that
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me! I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through
Make me a captive, Lord, and then I shall be free; Force me to render up my sword, and I shall conqueror be; I sink in life’s alarms when by myself I stand; Imprison me within Thine arms and strong shall be my hand. My heart is weak and poor until it master find; It
He Hideth My Soul A wonderful Saviour is Jesus, my Lord, A wonderful Saviour to me; He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, Where rivers of pleasure I see. Chorus: He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the
Just As I Am Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. Just as I am, though tossed about, With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings within and fears without, O
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of harvest home; All is safely gathered in ‘Ere the winter storms begin. God, our Maker, doth provide For our wants to be supplied; Come to God’s own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest home. All the world is God’s own
How Much More If human hearts are often tender, And human minds can pity know; If human love is touched with splendour, And human hands compassion show, Then how much more shall God our Father In love forgive, in love forgive! Then how much more shall God our Father Our wants supply, and none deny!
Rescue the Perishing Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave; Weep o’er the erring one, lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. Rescue the perishing, care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. Down in the human heart, crushed
Love Divine, All Loves Excelling Love divine, all loves excelling, Joy of Heav’n, to Earth come down. Fix in us Thy humble dwelling; All Thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, Thou art all compassion; Pure, unbounded love Thou art. Visit us with Thy salvation; Enter every longing heart. It’s estimated that Charles Wesley wrote somewhere between
Blessed Lord, in Thee Is Refuge Blessed Lord, in Thee is refuge, Safety for my trembling soul, Power to lift my head when drooping ’Midst the angry billows’ roll. I will trust Thee, (3x) All my life Thou shalt control. In the past too unbelieving ’Midst the tempest I have been, And my heart has
Leaning on the Everlasting Arms 1) 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! Chorus: Leaning, leaning, Safe and secure from all alarms; Leaning, leaning, Leaning on the everlasting arms. 3) What have I to dread, what have
