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Favorite Hymns LYRICS

Words to hymns 

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“Favorite Christian Hymns” CD.


Rock of Ages – (Words – Augustus M. Toplady, 1776; Music – Thomas Hastingsm, 1830)

            Rock of Ages cleft for me; Let me hide myself in Thee.

            Let the water and the blood from thy wounded side which flowed,

            Be of sin the double cure; Save from wrath and make me pure.


            Could my tears forever flow, Could my zeal no respite know,

            This for sin could not atone – Thou must save, and Thou along;

            In my hand no price I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling.


            When I draw my final breath, When my eyes shall close in death.

            When I rise to worlds unknown And be hold Thee on Thy throne,

            Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.


Church in theWildwood (Dr. William S. Pitts, 1857)

            How sweet on a bright Sabbath morning, to list to the clear ringing bell.

            Its tones so sweetly are calling, Oh come to the church in the vale.


            Oh come, come, come, come, Come to the church in the Wildwood, oh

            Come to the church in the vale.

No spot is so dear to my childhood than the Little Brown Church in the Vale.


He Leadeth Me (Words – Joseph H. Gilmore, 1862; Music – William B. Bradbury, 1864) 

He leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heav’nly comfort fraught!

Whate’er I do, where’er I be, Still ‘tis God’s hand that leadeth me.


Chorus: He leadeth me, he Leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me,

His faithful foll’wer I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 


Sometimes ‘mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where  Eden’s bowers bloom,

By waters still, o’er troubled sea, Still ‘tis His hand that leadeth me!


Repeat Chorus after each stanza.


Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine;

Content, whatever lot I see, since ‘tis my God that leadeth me!


And when my task on earth is done, When by Thy grace the vict’ry’s won,

E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee, Since God thru Jordan leadeth me.


 Abide With Me (Words – Henry F. Lyte, 1847; Music – William H. Monk, 1861) 

            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, O abide with me.


            Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day, Earth’s joys grow dim – its glories pass away.

            Change and decay in all around I see – O though who changest not, abide with me.


            I need Thy presence ev’ry passing hour. What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?

            Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Thru cloud and sunshine, O abide with me.


            I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless, Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness;

            Where is death’s sting, where grave, thy victory? I triumph still if Thou abide with me.


            Hold Thou Thy word before my closing eyes. Shine thru the gloom and point me to the skies;

            Heavn’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee, In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.


For the Beauty of the Earth (Words – Folliot S. Pierpont, 1864; Music – Conrad Kocher, 1838) 

            For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies

            For the love which from our birth ever and around us lies.


            Chorus: Lord of all, to Thee we raise this, our hymn of grateful praise.


            For the wonder 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.


Repeat chorus after each verse.


            For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart and mind’s delight.

            For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight.


            For the warmth of human love, brother, sister, parent, child

            Friends on earth and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild,


            For the Church that evermore Lifts her holy hands above.

            Off-ring up on ev’ry shore Her pure sacrifice of love.


There is a Balm in Gilead  (Afro-American Spiritual) 

             Chorus: There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole;

            There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul.


            Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my work’s in vain.

            But then the Holy Spirit revives my soul again.


            Repeat chorus after each verse.


            If you cannot preach like Peter, if you cannot pray like Paul,

            You can tell the love of Jesus, and say He died for all.


 What a Friend We Have in Jesus (Words – Joseph M. Scriven, 1855; Music – Charles C. Converse, 1868) 

                 What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!

            What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!

            O, what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,

            All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer!


            Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?

            We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer!

            Can we find a friend so faithful who will all our sorrows share?

            Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer!


            Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?

            Precious Savior, still our refuge – take it to the Lord in prayer!

            Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer!

            In his arms he’ll take and shield thee; thou wilt find a solace there.


It Is Well With My Soul  (Words – Horatio G. Spafford, 1873; Music – Philip P. Bliss, 1976) 

                 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, it is well, with my soul, with my soul,

            It is well, it is well with my soul.


Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control;

that Christ has regarded my helpless estate, and has shed his own blook for my soul. Repeat refrain.


My sin – O, 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!  Repeat refrain.


And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll,

the trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend: “Even so” it is well with my soul. Repeat refrain


Softly and Tenderly ( Words and music – Will L. Thompson, 1880) 

                 Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you and for me;

see, on the portals he’s waiting and watching, watching for you and for me.


Refrain – Come home, come home, ye who are weary, come home;

earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, calling, O sinner, come home!


Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading, pleading for you and for me?

Why should we linger and heed not his mercies, mercies for you and for me?  Repeat refrain


O for the wonderful love he has promised, promised for you and for me!

Though we have sinned, he has mercy and pardon, pardon for you and for me. Repeat refrain


 Leaning on the Everlasting  Arms (Words – Elisha A. Hoffman, 1867; Music 0 Anthony J. Showalter, 1887) 

            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.


            O how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, Leaning on the everlasting arms,

            O how bright the path grows from day to day, Leaning on the everlasting arms. Repeat chorus


            What have I to dread, what have I to fear, Leaning on the everlasting arms,

            I have blessed peace with my Lord so near, Leaning on the everlasting arms, Repeat chorus


I Love to Tell the Story (Words – A. Catherine Hankey, 1866; Music – William G. Fischer, 1869) 

                 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, ‘tis pleasant to repeat

what seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet..

 I love to tell the story, for some have never heard

the message of salvation from God’s own Holy Word. Repeat refrain 


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.  Repeat refrain


Breathe on Me, Breath of God (Words – Edwin Hatch, 1878; Music – Robert Jackson, 1894) 

                 Breathe on me, breath of God, fill me with life anew,

            That I may love what thou dost love, and do what thou wouldst do.


            Breathe on me, breath of God, until my heart is pure,

            Until my will be one with thine, to do and to endure.


            Breathe on me, breath of God, till I am wholly thine,

until this earthly part of me glows with thy fire divine.


Breathe on me, breath of God, so shall I never die,

but live with thee the perfect life of thine eternity.


 Amazing Grace (Words – John Newton,m 1779; Music – Virginia Harmony 1831) 

                 Amazing Grace! How sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me!

            I once was lost, but now am 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!


            The Lord has promised good to me, his word my hope secures;

            He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures.


            Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come,

            ‘tis grace that 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’d first begun.


This Little Light of Mine

This Little Light of Mine, I'm gonna let it shine

This Little Light of Mine, I'm gonna let it shine

This Little Light of Mine, I'm gonna let it shine

Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.


Shall We Gather at the River (Robert Lowry, 1864) 

                 Shall we gather at the river, the beautiful, beautiful river?

            Shall we gather at the river that flows by the throne of God?


Yes, we’ll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river;

Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.


Blessed Assurance  (Words - Fanny Crosby, 1873; Music – Phoebe Knapp, 1873) 

                 Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine!

`           Heir of salvation, purchase of God,, born of his Spirit,, washed in his blood.


            Refrain: This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long

This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long


            Perfect submission, perfect delight, visions of rapture now burst on my sight;

angels descending bring from above echoes of mercy, whispers of love. 



                                                         I Need Thee Every Hour (Words – Annie S. Hawks, 1872; Music – Robert Lowry, 1872) 

            I Need Thee Every Hour, most gracious Lord; No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.


Chorus: I need Thee, O I need Thee, Ev’ry hour I need Thee;

            O bless me now, my Saviour, I come to Thee.


            I Need Thee Every Hour, Stay Thou nearby. Temptations lose their pow’r When Thou are night.

            Repeat Chorus.


            I Need Thee Every Hour, In joy or pain; Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain,

            Repeat Chorus


            I Need Thee Every Hour, Most Holy One. O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Song!

            Repeat Chorus


In the Garden (c. Austin Miles – 1912) 

                 I come to the garden along, while the dew is still on the roses;

            And the voice I hear falling on my ear, the Son of God discloses.


Refrain: And he walks with me and he talks with me, and he tells me I am hiw own,

And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.


He speaks, and the sound of his voice is so sweet the birds hush their singing,

And the melody that he gave to me with in my heart is ringing. Repeat refrain


I’d stay in the garden with him though the night around me be falling,

But he bids me go, through the voice of woe his voice to me is calling, Repeat refrain


O Master Let Me Walk With Thee (Words - Washington Gladden, 1879; Music: H. Percy Smith - 1874) 

O Master, let me walk with Thee, In lowly paths of service free;

Tell me thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care.


Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear, winning word of love;

Teach me the wayward feet to stay, And guide them in the homeward way.


O Master, let me walk with Thee, Before the taunting Pharisee;

Help me to bear the sting of spite, The hate of those who hide thy light.


The sore distrust of souls sincere Who cannot read thy judgments clear,

The dullness of the multitude, Who dimly guess that thou art good. Amen.


Open My Eyes That I May See  (WORDS: Clara H. Scott,  1841-1897; MUSIC:   Clara H. Scott,  1841-1897) 

            Open my eyes, that I may see Glimpses of truth thou hast for me;

Place in my hands the wonderful key That shall unclasp and set me free.


Refrain: Silently now I wait for thee, Ready my God thy will to see;

Open my eyes, illumine me, Spirit divine!


Open my ears that I may hear Voices of truth thou sendest clear;

And while the wavenotes fall on my ear, Everything false will disappear. Repeat refrain.


Open my mouth, and let me bear Gladly the warm truth every where;

Open my heart and let me prepare Love with thy children thus to share. Repeat refrain.


 Sweet Hour of Prayer (Words: William Walford, 1841; Music: William B. Bradbury, 1861)

            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, 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 every care, and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.


Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, May I thy consolation share,

Til, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, I view my home, and take my flight:

This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise to seize the everlasting prize;

And shout, while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!


This is My Father’s World (Words  - Malthie D. Babcock. 1901; Music – adapt. Franklin L. Sheppard, 1015) 

                 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, O let us now forget

That though th wrong is great and strong. God is the ruler yet.

He trusts us with his world. To keep it clean and fair,

All earth and trees, All skies and seas, All creatures everywhere


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 everywhere.

This is my Father’s world, why should my heart be sad?

The Lord is King, let heaven ring! God reign,  Let earth be glad!.


To God Be the Glory (WORDS:  Fanny Crosby, 1820-1915 MUSIC:   William H. Doane, 1832-1915) 

            To God be the glory great things he has done! So loved he the world that he gave us his Son,

Who yielded his life an atonement for sin And opened the lifegate that all may go in.


            Refrain: Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the earth hear his voice!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the people rejoice!

O come to the Father thro' Jesus the Son,

And give him the glory great things he has done!


O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood, To every belivever, the promise of God.

The vilest offender who truly believes, That moment from Jesus a pardon receives. Repeat refrain.


Great things he has taught us; great things he has done, And great our rejoicing thro' Jesus the Son.

But purer and higher and greater will be Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see. Repeat refrain




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