SINGING

This is a sampling of recordings made during several of our regular Sunday morning worship services.

As explained on the What We Believe page, the music in our worship consists entirely of a capella singing (no instrumental accompaniment). What you hear is simply our congregation "speaking to one another in psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs, singing and making melody with our hearts to the Lord." (Ephesians 5:19)

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Note: The songs presented here are in the public domain, that is, they are not copyrighted. Feel free to download any of them.

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All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name

All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall!
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all;
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all;
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And praise Him Lord of all;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And praise Him Lord of all.

WORDS: Edward Perronet (w. 1780), adapt. John Rippon (w. 1787)
MUSIC: Oliver Holden (w. 1793)

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Amazing Grace

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound!
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now I'm found;
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!

Thru many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come.
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we first begun.

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound!
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now I'm found;
Was blind, but now I see.

WORDS: John Newton (w. 1779)
MUSIC: Early American Melody

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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Come, Thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise;
Teach me ever to adore Thee;
May I still Thy goodness prove,
While the hope of endless glory
Fills my heart with joy and love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer*;
Hither by Thy help I've come;
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home;
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness like a fetter
Bind my wand'ring heart to Thee;
Never let me wander from Thee,
Never leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.

*Ebenezer - "the stone of help"

WORDS: Robert Robinson (w. 1758)
MUSIC: John Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music (w 1813)

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Count Your Blessings

When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.
(refrain)
Count your blessings, name them one by one;
Count your blessings, see what God hath done;
Count your blessings, name them one by one;
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.

Are you ever burdened with a load of care?
Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?
Count your many blessings, ev'ry doubt will fly,
And you will be singing as the days go by.
(refrain)
Count your blessings, name them one by one;
Count your blessings, see what God hath done;
Count your blessings, name them one by one;
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.

So, amid the conflict, whether great or small,
Do not be discouraged, God is over all;
Count your many blessings, angels will attend,
Help and Comfort give you to your journey's end.
(refrain)
Count your blessings, name them one by one;
Count your blessings, see what God hath done;
Count your blessings, name them one by one;
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.

WORDS: Johnson Oatman (w. 1897)
MUSIC: Edwin O. Excell (w. 1897)

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Crown Him with Many Crowns

Crown Him with many crowns,
The Lamb upon the throne;
Hark, how the heav'nly anthem drowns
All music but its own!
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Thru all eternity.

Crown Him the Lord of life,
Who triumphed o'er the grave,
Who rose victorious in the strife
For those He came to save!
His glories now we sing,
Who died and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring,
And lives that death may die.

Crown Him the Lord of heav'n,
One with the Father known,
And the blest Spirit, thru Him giv'n
From yonder glorious throne!
All hail, Redeemer hail!
For Thou hast died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
Throughout eternity.

WORDS: Matthew Bridges (w. 1851)
MUSIC: George J. Elvey (w. 1868)

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Faith Is the Victory

Encamped along the hills of light,
Ye Christian soldiers, rise,
And press the battle ere the night
Shall veil the glowing skies.
Against the foe in vales below
Let all our strength be hurled;
Faith is the victory, we know,
That overcomes the world.
(refrain)
Faith is the victory!
Faith is the victory!
Oh, glorious victory
That overcomes the world.

His banner over us is love,
Our sword the Word of God;
We tread the road the saints above
With shouts of triumph trod.
By faith they, like a whirlwind's breath,
Swept on o'er ev'ry field;
The faith by which they conquered death
Is still our shining shield.
(refrain)
Faith is the victory!
Faith is the victory!
Oh, glorious victory
That overcomes the world.

To him that overcomes the foe
White raiment shall be giv'n;
Before the angels he shall know
His name confessed in heav'n;
Then onward from the hills of light,
Our hearts with love aflame;
We'll vanquish all the hosts of night,
In Jesus' conqu'ring name.
(refrain)
Faith is the victory!
Faith is the victory!
Oh, glorious victory
That overcomes the world.

WORDS: John H. Yates (w. 1891)
MUSIC: Ira D. Sankey (w. 1891)

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Farther Along

Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long,
While there are others living about us,
Never molested tho in the wrong.
(refrain)
Farther along we'll know all about it,
Farther along we'll understand why;
Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine,
We'll understand it all by and by.

Faithful till death said our loving Master,
A few more days to labor and wait;
Toils of the road will then seem as nothing,
As we sweep thru the beautiful gate.
(refrain)

When we see Jesus coming in glory,
When He comes from His home in the sky;
Then we shall meet Him in that bright mansion,
We'll understand it all by and by.
(refrain)

WORDS: W. B. Stevens (w. 1911)
MUSIC: W. B. Stevens (w. 1911)

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Father of Mercies

Father of mercies, day by day
My love to Thee grows more and more;
Thy gifts are strewn upon my way
Like sands upon the great seashore,
Like sands upon the great seashore.

Father of mercies, God of love,
Whose gentle gifts all creatures share,
The rolling seasons as they move
Proclaim to all Thy constant care,
Proclaim to all Thy constant care.

Father of mercies, may our hearts
Ne'er overlook Thy bounteous care;
But what our Father's hand inparts
Still own in grateful praise and prayer,
Still own in grateful praise and prayer.

WORDS: Frederick W. Faber (w. 1849), St 2 and 3, Alice Flowerdew (w. 1803)
MUSIC: Traditional English Melody

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Footsteps of Jesus

Sweetly, Lord, have we heard Thee calling,
"Come, follow me!"
And we see where Thy footprints falling
Lead us to Thee.
(refrain)
Footprints of Jesus, that
make the pathway glow;
We will follow the steps of Jesus,
where'er they go.

Tho they lead o'er the cold, dark mountains,
Seeking His sheep;
Or along by Siloam's fountains,
Helping the weak;
(refrain)

If they lead thru the temple holy,
Preaching the Word;
Or in homes of the poor and lowly,
Serving the Lord.
(refrain)

By and by, thru the shining portals,
Turning our feet,
We shall walk, with the glad immortals,
Heav'n's golden street.
(refrain)

WORDS: Mary B. C. Slade (w. 1871)
MUSIC: Asa B. Everett (w. 1871)

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For the Beauty of the Earth

For the beauty of the earth,
For the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies;
(refrain)
Lord of all, to 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 flow'r,
Sun and moon, and stars of light;
(refrain)
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

For Thy church that evermore
Lifteth holy hands above,
Off'ring up on ev'ry shore
Her pure sacrifice of love;
(refrain)
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

WORDS: Folliot S. Pierpoint (w. 1864)
MUSIC: Conrad Kocher (w. 1838), adapt. William H. Monk (w. 1861)

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God Is Love

Come, let us all unite to sing, God is love;
Let heav'n and earth their praises bring, God is love;
Let ev'ry soul from sin awake,
Each in his heart sweet music make,
And sing with us for Jesus' sake,
For God is love.
(refrain)
God is love!
God is love!
Come, let us all unite to sing
That God is love!

Oh, tell to earth's remotest bound, God is love;
In Christ we have redemption found, God is love;
His blood has washed our sins away,
His Spirit turned our night to day,
And now we can rejoice to say,
That God is love.
(refrain)
God is love!
God is love!
Come, let us all unite to sing
That God is love!

How happy is our portion here, God is love;
His promises our spirits cheer, God is love;
He is our sun and shield by day,
Our help, our hope, our strength and stay,
He will be with us all the way, Our God is love.
(refrain)
God is love!
God is love!
Come, let us all unite to sing
That God is love!

WORDS: Millard's & Badger's Hymns (w. 1849)
MUSIC: Edmund S. Lorenze (w. 1886)

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Hallelujah Praise Jehovah

Hallelujah, praise Jehovah!
From the heavens praise His name;
Praise Jehovah in the highest;
All His angels praise proclaim,
All His hosts together praise Him,
Sun and moon and stars on high;
Praise Him, O ye heav'n of heavens,
And ye floods above the sky.
(refrain)
Let them praises give Jehovah,
For His name alone is high,
And His glory is exalted,
And His glory is exalted,
And His glory is exalted
Far above the earth and sky.

Let them praises give Jehovah!
They were made at His command;
Them forever He established;
His decree shall ever stand,
From the earth, O praise Jehovah,
All ye floods, ye dragons all,
Fire and hail and snow and vapors,
Stormy winds that hear Him call.
(refrain)
Let them praises give Jehovah,
For His name alone is high,
And His glory is exalted,
And His glory is exalted,
And His glory is exalted
Far above the earth and sky.

All ye fruitful trees and cedars,
All ye hills and mountains high,
Creeping things and beasts and cattle,
Birds that in the heavens fly,
Kings of earth and all ye people,
Princes great, earths' judges all;
Praise His name, young men and maidens,
Aged men and children small.
(refrain)
Let them praises give Jehovah,
For His name alone is high,
And His glory is exalted,
And His glory is exalted,
And His glory is exalted
Far above the earth and sky.

WORDS: Wm. J. Kirkpatrick (w. 1893)
MUSIC: Wm. J. Kirkpatrick (w. 1893)

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Have You Been to Jesus?

Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour?
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?
(refrain)
Are you washed in the blood
In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless
Are they white as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you walking daily by the Savior's side?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Do you rest each moment in the crucified?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
(refrain)

When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white,
Pure and white in the blood of the Lamb?
Will you soul be ready for the mansions bright,
And be washed in the blood of the Lamb?
(refrain)

Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin,
And be washed in the blood of the Lamb.
There's a fountain flowing for the soul unclean;
O be washed in the blood of the Lamb.
(refrain)

WORDS: E. A. Hoffman (w. 1878)
MUSIC: E. A. Hoffman (w. 1878)

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Hold to God's Unchanging Hand

Time is filled with swift transition -
Naught of earth unmoved can stand -
Build your hopes on things eternal,
Hold to God's unchanging hand.
(refrain)
Hold to God's unchanging hand!
Hold to God's unchanging hand!
Build your hopes on things eternal,
Hold to God's unchanging hand.

Trust in Him who will not leave you,
Whatsoever years may bring,
If by earthly friends forsaken,
Still more closely to Him cling.
(refrain)

When your journey is completed,
If to God you have been true,
Fair and bright the home in glory
Your enraptured soul will view.
(refrain)

WORDS: Jennie Wilson (w. 1904)
MUSIC: F. L. Eiland (w. 1904)

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Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mightly!
God over all, and blest eternally.

Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the crystal sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Who wast, and art, and evermore shalt be.

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighy!
All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea;
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!
God over all, and blest eternally.

WORDS: Reginald Heber (w. 1826)
MUSIC: John B. Dykes (w. 1861)

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How Sweet, How Heavenly

How sweet, how heav'nly, is the sight,
When those that love the Lord
In one another's peace delight,
And so fulfill the Word.

When each can feel his brother's sigh,
And with him bear a part;
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart.

When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother's failings hide,
And show a brother's love.

When love in one delightful stream
Thru ev'ry bosom flows;
When union sweet and dear esteem
In ev'ry action glows.

Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above;
And he's an heir of heav'n who finds
His bosom glow with love.

WORDS: Joseph Swain (w. 1792)
MUSIC: William B. Bradbury (w. 1844)

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I Am Thine, O Lord

I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith,
And be closer drawn to Thee.
(refrain)
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To Thy precious bleeding side.

Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,
By the pow'r of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.
(refrain)
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To Thy precious bleeding side.

O the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God,
I commune as friend with friend.
(refrain)
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To Thy precious bleeding side.

WORDS: Fanny J. Crosby (w. 1875)
MUSIC: William H. Doane (w. 1875)

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I Know That My Redeemer Lives

I know that my Redeemer lives,
And ever prays for me;
I know eternal life He gives,
From sin and sorrow free.
(refrain)
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives,
I know, I know eternal life He gives;
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives.

He wills that I should holy be,
In word, in thought, in deed;
Then I His holy face may see,
When from this earthlife freed.
(refrain)
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives,
I know, I know eternal life He gives;
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives.

I know that unto sinful men
His saving grace is nigh;
I know that He will come again
To take me home on high.
(refrain)
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives,
I know, I know eternal life He gives;
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives.

I know that over yonder stands
A place prepared for me;
A home, a house not made with hands,
Most wonderful to see.
(refrain)
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives,
I know, I know eternal life He gives;
I know, I know that my Redeemer lives.

WORDS: Fred A. Fillmore (w. 1917)
MUSIC: Fred A. Fillmore (w. 1917)

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I Love to Tell the Story

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.
(refrain)
I love to tell the story!
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story;
More wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies
Of all my golden dreams;
I love to tell the story;
It did so much for me;
And that is just the reason
I tell it now to thee.
(refrain)
I love to tell the story!
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story,
For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting
to hear it like the rest;
And when, in scenes of glory,
I sing the new, new song,
'Twill be the old, old story
That I have loved so long.
(refrain)
I love to tell the story!
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.

WORDS: Catherine Hankey (w. 1866)
MUSIC: William G. Fischer (w. 1869)

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I Stand Amazed

I stand amazed in the presence
Of Jesus the Nazarene,
And wonder how He could love me,
A sinner condemned, unclean.
(refrain)
How marvelous! How wonderful!
And my song shall ever be;
How marvelous! How wonderful!
Is my Savior's love for me!

For me it was in the garden
He prayed, "Not My will, but Thine";
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.
(refrain)

He took my sins and my sorrows,
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv'ry,
And suffered and died alone.
(refrain)

When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
'Twill be my joy thru the ages
To sing of His love for me.
(refrain)

WORDS: Charles H. Gabriel (w. 1905)
MUSIC: Charles H. Gabriel (w. 1905)

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I Will Sing the Wondrous Story

I will sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me,
How He left His home in glory for the cross of Calvary.
(refrain)
Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me,
Sing it with the saints in glory, gathered by the crystal sea.

I was lost, but Jesus found me, found the sheep that went astray,
Threw His loving arms around me, drew me back into His way.
(refrain)
Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me,
Sing it with the saints in glory, gathered by the crystal sea.

He will keep me till the river rolls its waters at my feet;
Then He'll bear me safely over, where the loved ones I shall meet.
(refrain)
Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me,
Sing it with the saints in glory, gathered by the crystal sea.

WORDS: Francis H. Rowley (w. 1886)
MUSIC: Peter P. Bilhorn (w. 1886)

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It Is Well with My Soul

When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
"It is well, it is well with my soul."
(refrain)
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

My sin - Oh, the bliss of this glorious thought -
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more;
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
(refrain)

And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back like a scroll,
The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend,
"Even so" it is well with my soul.
(refrain)

WORDS: Horatio G. Spafford (w. 1873)
MUSIC: Phillip P. Bliss (w. 1876)

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Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross

Jesus, keep me near the cross;
There a precious fountain,
Free to all, a healing stream,
Flows from Calv'ry's mountain.
(refrain)
In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever,
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.

Near the cross a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the Bright and Morning Star
Sheds its beans around me.
(refrain)
In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever,
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.

Near the cross! O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk from day to day
With its shadow o'er me.
(refrain)
In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever,
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.

WORDS: Fanny J. Crosby (w. 1869)
MUSIC: William H. Doane (w. 1869)

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Lord, We Come Before Thee Now

Lord, we come before Thee now;
At Thy feet we humbly bow;
O do not our suit disdain;
Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain?
Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain?

Lord, on Thee our souls depend;
In compassion now descend;
Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace;
Tune our lips to sing Thy praise,
Tune our lips to sing Thy praise.

In Thine own appointed way;
Now we seek Thee, here we stay;
Lord, we know not how to go,
Till a blessing Thou bestow,
Till a blessing Thou bestow.

Grant that all may seek and find
Thee a God supremely kind;
Heal the sick, the captive free;
Let us all rejoice in Thee,
Let us all rejoice in Thee.

WORDS: William Hammond (w. 1745)
MUSIC: Henri A. Malan (w. 1823), arr. Lowell Mason (w. 1841)

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Low in the Grave He Lay

Low in the grave He lay Jesus, my Savior!
Waiting the coming day Jesus, my Lord!
(refrain)
Up from the grave He arose with a mighty triumph o'er His foes;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign;
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed Jesus, my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead Jesus, my Lord!
(refrain)
Up from the grave He arose with a mighty triumph o'er His foes;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign;
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Death cannot keep His prey Jesus, my Savior!
He tore the bars away Jesus, my Lord!
(refrain)
Up from the grave He arose with a mighty triumph o'er His foes;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign;
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

WORDS: Robert Lowry (w. 1874)
MUSIC: Robert Lowry (w. 1874)

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My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less

My hope is built on nothing less
Then Jesus' blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus' name.
(refrain)
On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
O may I then in Him be found,
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
(refrain)
On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

WORDS: Edward Mote (w. 1834)
MUSIC: William B. Bradbury (w. 1863)

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My Jesus, I Love Thee

My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign;
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
(Refrain)
If ever I loved Thee,
My Jesus, 'tis now.

I love Thee, because Thou has first loved me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree;
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
(Refrain)
If ever I loved Thee,
My Jesus, 'tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow;
(Refrain)
If ever I loved Thee,
My Jesus, 'tis now.

WORDS: W. R. Featherston (w. 1876)
MUSIC: A. J. Gordon (w. 1879)

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Nailed to the Cross

There was One who was willing to die in my stead,
That a soul so unworthy might live;
And the path to the cross He was willing to tread,
All the sins of my life to forgive.
(refrain)
They are nailed to the cross!
They are nailed to the cross!
O how much He was willing to bear!
With what anguish and loss, Jesus went to the cross!
But He carried my sins with Him there.

He is tender and loving and patient with me,
While He cleanses my heart of its dross,
But "there's no condemnation" I know I am free,
For my sins are all nailed to the cross.
(refrain)
They are nailed to the cross!
They are nailed to the cross!
O how much He was willing to bear!
With what anguish and loss, Jesus went to the cross!
But He carried my sins with Him there.

I will cling to my Savior and never depart,
I will joyfully journey each day,
With a song on my lips and a song in my heart,
That my sins have been taken away.
(refrain)
They are nailed to the cross!
They are nailed to the cross!
O how much He was willing to bear!
With what anguish and loss, Jesus went to the cross!
But He carried my sins with Him there.

WORDS: Carrie E. Breck (w. 1899)
MUSIC: Grant Colfax Tullar (w. 1899)

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Nearer, My God, to Thee

Nearer my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
E'en tho it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

Tho like a wanderer, the sun gone down,
Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

Or, if on joyful wing, cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly;
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

WORDS: Sarah F. Adams (w. 1840)
MUSIC: Lowell Mason (w. 1856)

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Nearer, Still Nearer

Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Savior, so precious Thou art;
Fold me, O fold me close to Thy breast,
Shelter me safe in that haven of rest,
Shelter me safe in that haven of rest.

Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Naught as an off'ring to Jesus my King,
Only my sinful, now contrite heart;
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart,
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart.

Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine;
Sin with its follies, I gladly resign,
All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride;
Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified,
Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified.

Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last,
Till safe in glory my anchor is cast;
Thru endless ages, ever to be
Nearer, my Savior still nearer to Thee,
Nearer, my savior still nearer to Thee.

WORDS: Lelia N. Morris (w. 1898)
MUSIC: Lelia N. Morris (w. 1898)

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Night With Ebon Pinion

Night with *ebon pinion,
*Brooded o'er the vale;
All around was silent,
Save the night wind's wail.
When Christ the Man of Sorrows,
In tears and sweat as blood,
Prostrate in the garden,
Raised His voice to God.

Smitten for offenses
Which were not His own,
He, for our transgressions,
Had to weep alone;
No friend with words to comfort,
Nor hand to help was there,
When the Meek and Lowly
Humbly bowed in prayer.

"Abba, Father, Father,
If indeed it may,
Let this cup of anguish
Pass from Me, I pray;
Yet, if it must be suffered,
By Me, Thine only Son,
Abba, Father, Father,
Let Thy will be done."

*ebon pinion: a black wing, or wings of darkness
*brooded o'er the vale: hovered (as a fog) over the valley

WORDS: Love H. Jameson (w. 1854)
MUSIC: Joseph P. Powell (w. 1871)

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O Worship the King

O worship the King, all glorious above,
And gratefully sing His wonderful love;
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise.

Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;
Thy mercies, how tender! how firm to the end!
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend!

WORDS: Robert Grant (w. 1833)
MUSIC: Joseph Michael Haydn (w. 1815)

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On Jordan's Stormy Banks

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Caanan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
(refrain)
We will rest in the fair and happy land, by and by,
Just across on the evergreen shore,
Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb, by and by,
And dwell with Jesus evermore.

Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields, arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.
(refrain)
We will rest in the fair and happy land, by and by,
Just across on the evergreen shore,
Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb, by and by,
And dwell with Jesus evermore.

When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest?
When shall I see my Father's face,
And in his bosom rest?
(refrain)
We will rest in the fair and happy land, by and by,
Just across on the evergreen shore,
Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb, by and by,
And dwell with Jesus evermore.

Filled with delight, my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
Tho Jordan's waves around me roll,
Fearless I'd launch away.
(refrain)
We will rest in the fair and happy land, by and by,
Just across on the evergreen shore,
Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb, by and by,
And dwell with Jesus evermore.

WORDS: Samuel Stennett (w. 1787)
MUSIC: T. C. O'Kane (w. 1877)

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Savior, Like a Shepherd Lead Us

Savior, like a shepherd lead us;
Much we need Thy tendrest care;
In Thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use Thy folds prepare;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast brought us, Thine we are;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast brought us, Thine we are.

We are Thine, do Thou befriend us;
Be the Guardian of our way;
Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us,
Seek us when we go astray;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Hear, O hear us when we pray;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Hear, O hear us when we pray.

Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and sinful tho we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse, and pow'r to free;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Early let us turn to Thee;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Early let us turn to Thee.

Early let us seek Thy favor,
Early let us do Thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Savior,
With Thy love our bosoms fill;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, love us still;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, love us still.

WORDS: Dorothy A. Thrupp (w. 1836)
MUSIC: William B. Bradbury (w. 1859)

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Ring Out the Message

There's a message true and glad
For the sinful and the sad,
Ring it out, ring it out
It will give them courage new,
It will help them to be true;
Ring it out, ring it out
(refrain)
Ring out the word o'er land and sea,
Still far from Jesus many live in sin and doubt,
Ring out the news that makes men free,
To all the lost of ev'ry nation, ring it out.

Tell the world of saving grace,
Make it known in ev'ry place
Ring it out, ring it out
Help the needy ones to know
Him from whom all blessings flow;
Ring it out, ring it out
(refrain)

Sin and doubt to sweep away,
Till shall dawn the better day,
Ring it out, ring it out
Till the sinful world be won
For Jehovah's mighty Son;
Ring it out, ring it out
(refrain)

WORDS: James Rowe (w. 1911)
MUSIC: Samuel W. Beazley (w. 1911)

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Sing to Me of Heaven

Sing to me of heaven, sing that song of peace,
From the toils that bind me it will bring release;
Burdens will be lifted that are pressing so,
Showers of great blessing o'er my heart will flow.
(refrain)
Sing to me of heaven, let me fondly dream
Of its golden glory,
Of its pearly gleam;
Sing to me when shadows of the evening fall,
Sing to me of heaven,
Sweetest song of all.

Sing to me of heaven, as I walk alone,
Dreaming of the comrades that so long have gone;
In a fairer region 'mong the angel throng,
They are happy as they sing that old, sweet song.
(refrain)
Sing to me of heaven, let me fondly dream
Of its golden glory,
Of its pearly gleam;
Sing to me when shadows of the evening fall,
Sing to me of heaven,
Sweetest song of all.

Sing to me of heaven, tenderly and low,
Till the shadows o'er me rise and swiftly go;
When my heart is weary, when the day is long,
Sing to me of heaven, sing that old sweet song.
(refrain)
Sing to me of heaven, let me fondly dream
Of its golden glory,
Of its pearly gleam;
Sing to me when shadows of the evening fall,
Sing to me of heaven,
Sweetest song of all.

WORDS: Ada Powell (w. 1914)
MUSIC: Benjamine B. Beall (w. 1914)

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Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus

Stand up, stand up for Jesus!
Ye soldiers of the cross;
Lift high His royal banner,
It must not suffer loss;
From vict'ry unto vict'ry
His army shall He lead,
Till ev'ry foe is vanquished,
For Christ is Lord indeed.

Stand up, stand up for Jesus!
The trumpet call obey;
Forth to the mighty conflict
In this His glorious day;
Ye that are men now serve Him
Against unnumbered foes;
Let courage rise with danger,
And strength to strength oppose.

Stand up, stand up for Jesus!
Stand in His strength alone;
The arm of flesh will fail you,
Ye dare not trust your own;
Put on the gospel armor,
And watching unto prayer,
Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.

Stand up, stand up for Jesus!
The strife will not be long;
This day the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song;
To Him that overcometh
A crown of life shall be;
He with the King of Glory
Shall reign eternally.

WORDS: George Duffield (w.1858)
MUSIC: George J. Webb (w. 1837)

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Sweet By and By

There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
(refrain)
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blest;
And our spirits shall sorrow no more
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.
(refrain)
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

To our bountiful Father above
We will offer our tribute of praise
For the glorious gift of His love,
And the blessings that hallow our days.
(refrain)
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

WORDS: S. F. Bennett (w. 1868)
MUSIC: Joseph P. Webster (w. 1868)

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Sweet Hour of Prayer

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer,
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known;
In seasons of distress and grief
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter's snare,
By Thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer,
The joy I feel, the bliss I share
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for Thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior, shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for Thee, sweet hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer,
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless;
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His word, and trust His grace,
I'll cast on Him my ev'ry care,
And wait for Thee, sweet hour of prayer.

WORDS: W. W. Walford (w. 1845)
MUSIC: William B. Bradbury (w. 1861)

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Tell Me the Story of Jesus

Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write om my heart ev'ry word;
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard;
Tell how the angels in chorus,
Sang as they welcomed His birth;
"Glory to God in the highest!
Peace and good tidings on earth."
(refrain)
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart ev'ry word;
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.

Fasting alone in the desert,
Tell of the days that are passed,
How for our sins He was tempted,
Yet was triumphant at last;
Tell of the years of His labor,
Tell of the sorrow He bore,
He was despised and afflicted,
Homeless, rejected and poor;
(refrain)
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart ev'ry word;
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.

Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
Writhing in anguish and pain;
Tell of the grave where they laid Him,
Tell how He liveth again.
Love, in the story so tender,
Clearer than ever I see;
Stay, let me weep while you whisper,
"Love paid the ransom for me."
(refrain)
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart ev'ry word;
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.

WORDS: Fanny J. Crosby (w. 1880)
MUSIC: John R. Sweeney (w. 1880)

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The Lily of the Valley

I have found a friend in Jesus, He's ev'rything to me,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble He's my stay,
He tells me ev'ry care on Him to roll.
He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.

Oh, He all my griefs has taken, and all my sorrows borne;
In temptation He's my strong and mighty tow'r;
I have all for Him forsaken, and all my idols torn
From my heart, and now He keeps me by His pow'r.
Tho all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore,
Thru Jesus I shall safely reach the goal.
He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.

He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessed will;
A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear,
With His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessed face,
Where rivers of delight shall ever roll.
He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.

WORDS: Charles W. Fry (w. 1881)
MUSIC: William S. Hays (w. 1881), adapt. Charles W. Fry (w. 1881)

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There Is a Fountain

There is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
(refrain)
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved to sin no more.
(refrain)
Be saved to sin no more,
Be saved to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved to sin no more.

E'er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
(refrain)
And shall be till I die,
And shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

WORDS: William Cowper (w. 1771)
MUSIC: Traditional American Melody, arr. Lowell Mason (w. 1830)

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There Is Sunshine in My Soul

There is sunshine in my soul today,
More glorious and bright
Than glows in any earthly sky,
For Jesus is my light.
(refrain)
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine,
While the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows his smiling face,
There is sunshine in my soul.

There is music in my soul today,
A carol to my King,
And Jesus, listening, can hear
The songs I cannot sing.
(refrain)

There is gladness in my soul today,
And hope and praise and love,
For blessings which He gives me now,
For joys laid up above.
(refrain)

WORDS: Eliza E. Hewitt (w. 1887)
MUSIC: John R. Sweney (w. 1887)

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There's a Fountain Free

There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me;
Let us haste, O, haste to its brink;
'Tis the fount of love from the Source above,
And He bids all freely drink.
(refrain)
Will you come to the fountain free?
Will you come? 'tis for you and me;
Thirsty soul, hear the welcome call;
'Tis a fountain opened for all.

There's a living stream, with a crystal gleam;
From the throne of life now it flows;
While the waters roll let the weary soul
Hear the call that forth freely goes.
(refrain)

There's a rock that's cleft and no soul is left,
That may not its pure waters share;
'Tis for you and me, and its stream I see;
Let us hasten joyfully there.
(refrain)

WORDS: Mary B. C. Slade (w. 1876)
MUSIC: Dr. A. B. Everett (w. 1876)

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This Is My Father's World

This is my Father's world,
And to my list'ning 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 raise;
The morning light, the lily white
Declare their Maker's praise.
This is my Father's world,
He shines in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me ev'rywhere.

This is my Father's world,
Oh, let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God in the Ruler yet.
This is my Father's world,
The battle is not done;
Jesus who died shall be satisifed,
And earth and heav'n be one.

WORDS: Maltbie D. Babcock (w. 1901)
MUSIC: Franklin L. Sheppard (w. 1915)

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'Tis Midnight, and on Olive's Brow

'Tis Midnight, and on Olive's Brow
The star is dimmed that lately shone;
'Tis midnight; in the garden, now
The suff'ring Savior prays alone.

'Tis Midnight, and from all removed,
The Savior wrestles lone with fears;
E'en that disciple whom He loved
Heeds not his Master's grief and tears.

'Tis Midnight, and from ether plains
Is born the song that angels know;
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe.

WORDS: William B. Tappan (w. 1822)
MUSIC: William B. Bradbury (w. 1853)

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Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus

'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to take Him at His Word,
Just to rest upon His promise,
Just to know, "Thus saith the Lord."
(refrain)
Jesus, Jesus, how much I trust Him!
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him more!

O how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood,
Just in simple faith to plunge me
'Neath the healing, cleansing flood.
(refrain)
Jesus, Jesus, how much I trust Him!
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him more!

Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease,
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.
(refrain)
Jesus, Jesus, how much I trust Him!
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him more!

I'm so glad I learned to trust Thee,
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;
And I know that Thou art with me,
Wilt be with me to the end.
(refrain)
Jesus, Jesus, how much I trust Him!
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him more!

WORDS: Louisa M. R. Stead (w. 1880)
MUSIC: Wm. J. Kirkpatrick (w. 1882)

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To Canaan's Land

To Canaan's land I'm on my way,
Where the soul (of man) never dies;
My darkest night will turn to day,
Where the soul (of man) never dies;
(refrain)
No sad farewells, No tear dimmed eyes,
Where all is love, And the soul never dies.

I'm on my way to that fair land,
Where the soul (of man) never dies;
Where there will be no parting hand,
And the soul (of man) never dies;
(refrain)
No sad farewells, No tear dimmed eyes,
Where all is love, And the soul never dies.

WORDS: Wm. M. Golden (w. 1914)
MUSIC: Wm. M. Golden (w. 1914)

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Trust and Obey

When we walk with the Lord
In the light of His Word,
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will,
He abides with us still,
And with all who will trust and obey.
(refrain)
Trust and obey, for there's no other way
To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.

Not a shadow can rise,
Not a cloud in the skies,
But His smile quickly drives it away;
Not a doubt nor a fear, Not a sigh nor a tear,
Can abide while we trust and obey.
(refrain)
Trust and obey, for there's no other way
To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.

Not a burden we bear,
Not a sorrow we share,
But our toil He doth richly repay;
Not a grief nor a loss,
Not a frown nor a cross,
But is blest if we trust and obey.
(refrain)
Trust and obey, for there's no other way
To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.

Then in fellowship sweet,
We will sit at His feet,
Or we'll walk by His side in the way;
What He says we will do,
Where He sends we will go
Never fear, only trust and obey.
(refrain)
Trust and obey, for there's no other way
To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.

WORDS: J. H. Sammis (w. 1877)
MUSIC: D. B. Towner (w.1877)

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We Praise Thee, O God

We praise Thee, O God, for the Son of Thy love,
For Jesus who died, and is now gone above.
(refrain)
Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Thine the glory; Revive us again.

We praise Thee, O God, for Thy Spirit of light,
Who has shown us our Savior, and scattered our night.
(refrain)
Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Thine the glory; Revive us again.

All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain,
Who has borne all our sins, and has cleansed ev'ry stain.
(refrain)
Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Thine the glory; Revive us again.

All glory and praise to the God of all grace,
Who has bought us and sought us and guided our ways.
(refrain)
Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Thine the glory; Revive us again.

Revive us again; fill each heart with Thy love;
May each soul be rekindled with fire from above.
(refrain)
Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Thine the glory; Revive us again.

WORDS: William P. MacKay (w. 1863)
MUSIC: J. J. Husband (w. 1815)

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We Saw Thee Not

We saw Thee not when Thou didst come
To this poor world of sin and death;
Nor yet beheld Thy cottage home,
In that despised Nazareth;
But we believe Thy footsteps trod
Its streets and plains, Thou son of God,
But we believe Thy footsteps trod
Its streets and plains, Thou son of God.

We saw Thee not when lifted high,
Amid that wild and savage crew;
Nor heard we that imploring cry,
"Forgive, they know not what they do!"
But we believe the deed was done,
That shook the earth and veiled the sun,
But we believe the deed was done,
That shook the earth and veiled the sun.

We gazed not in the open tomb,
Where once Thy mangled body lay;
Nor saw Thee in that "upper room,"
Nor met Thee on the open way;
But we believe that angels said,
"Why seek the living with the dead?"
But we believe that angels said,
"Why seek the living with the dead?"

We walked not with the chosen few,
Who saw Thee from the earth ascend;
Who raised to heav'n their wond'ring view,
Then low to earth all prostate bend;
But we believe that human eyes
Beheld that journey to the skies,
But we believe that human eyes
Beheld that journey to the skies.

WORDS: Anne Richter (w. 1834) alt. John H. Gurney (w. 1851)
MUSIC: Knowles Shaw (w. 1877)

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We'll Work Till Jesus Comes

O land of rest, for thee I sigh!
When will the moment come,
When I shall lay my armor by,
And dwell in peace at home?
(refrain)
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
And we'll be gathered home.

To Jesus Christ I fled for rest;
He bade me cease to roam,
And lean for succor on His breast
Till He conduct me home.
(refrain)

I sought at once my Savior's side;
No more my steps shall roam,
With Him I'll brave death's chilling tide,
And reach my heav'nly home.
(refrain)

WORDS: Elizabeth Mills (w. 1836)
MUSIC: William Miller (w. 1859)

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We're Marching to Zion

Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne,
And thus surround the throne.
(refrain)
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heav'nly King,
But children of the heav'nly King,
May speak their joys abroad,
May speak their joys abroad.
(refrain)
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets,
Or walk the golden streets.
(refrain)
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

Then let our songs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry;
We're marching thru Immanuel's ground,
We're marching thru Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high,
To fairer worlds on high.
(refrain)
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

WORDS: Issac Watts (w. 1707)
MUSIC: Robert Lowry (w. 1867)

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When My Love to Christ Grows Weak

When my love to Christ grows weak,
When for deeper faith I seek,
Then in tho't I go to Thee,
Garden of Gethsemane!

There I walk amid the shades,
While the ling'ring twilight fades,
See that suff'ring friendless One,
Weeping praying there alone.

When my love for man grows weak,
When for stronger faith I seek,
Hill of Calvary! I go
To thy scenes of fear and woe.

There behold His agony,
Suffered on the bitter tree;
See His anguish, see His faith
Love triumphant still in death.

Then to life I turn again,
Learning all the worth of pain,
Learning all the might that lies
In a full self-sacrifice.

WORDS: John R. Wreford (w. 1837)
MUSIC: Phoebe Palmer Knapp (w. 1908)

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When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder

When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
(refrain)
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise,
And the glory of His resurrection share;
When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
(refrain)
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

Let us labor the for Master from the dawn till setting sun,
Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care;
Then when all of life is over and our work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
(refrain)
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

WORDS: James M. Black (w. 1893)
MUSIC: James M. Black (w. 1893)

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Why Did My Savior Come to Earth?

Why did my Savior come to earth,
And to the humble go?
Why did He choose a lowly birth?
Because He loved me so!
(refrain)
He loved me so, He loved me so;
He gave His precious life for me, for me,
Because He loved me so.

Why did He drink the bitter cup
Of sorrow, pain and woe?
Why on the cross be lifted up?
Because He loved me so!
(refrain)
He loved me so, He loved me so;
He gave His precious life for me, for me,
Because He loved me so.

Till Jesus comes I'll sing His praise,
And then to glory go,
And reign with Him thru endless days,
Because He loved me so!
(refrain)
He loved me so, He loved me so;
He gave His precious life for me, for me,
Because He loved me so.

WORDS: J. G. Dailey (w. 1892)
MUSIC: J. G. Dailey (w. 1892)