Fahan Presbyterian Church

Jesus is Lord - Romans 10: 9

Songs & Hymns at 2004 Praisathon 1 to 59


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

Jesus only is 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




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 it’s glories pass away

Change and decay in all around I see

O thou who changest not, 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 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 cross before my closing eyes

Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies

Heaven’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee 

In life and death, O Lord, abide with me




Morning has broken like the first morning;

Blackbird has spoken like the first bird

Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning

Praise for them, springing fresh from the word


Sweet the rain’s new fall sunlit from heaven

Like the first dewfall on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden

Sprung in completeness where his feet pass


Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning

Both of the one light Eden saw play

Praise with elation, praise every morning

God’s re-creation of the new day




As the deer pants for the water,

So my soul longs after you

You alone are my heart’s desire

And I long to worship you

You alone are my strength my shield

To you alone may my spirit yield?

You alone are my heart’s desire

And I long to worship you


I want you more than gold or silver

Only you can satisfy

You alone are the real joy-giver

And the apple of my eye


You’re my friend and you are my brother

Even though you are a king

I love you more than any other

So much more than anything



Jesus loves me this I know

For the bible tells me so

Little ones to him belong

They are weak but he is strong

       Yes! Jesus loves me

       Yes! Jesus loves me

       Yes! Jesus loves me

       The bible tells me so

Jesus loves me he who died

Heavens gate to open wide

He will wash away my sin

Let his little child come in


Jesus loves me he will stay

Close beside me all the way

Then his little child will take

Up to heaven for his dear sake


Will your anchor hold in the storms of life

When the clouds unfold their wings of strife

When the strong tides lift and the cables strain

Will your anchor drift or firm remain

 We have an anchor that keeps the soul

 Steadfast and sure while the billows roll

Fastened to the rock which cannot move

Grounded firm and deep in the Saviours love


Will your anchor hold in the straits of fear

When the breakers roar and the reef is near

While the surges rave and the wild winds blow

Shall the angry waves then your bark o’erflow


Will your anchor hold in the floods of death

When the waters cold chill your latest breath

On the rising tide you can never fail

While your anchor holds within the veil


Will your eyes behold through the morning light

The city of gold and the harbour bright

Will you anchor safe by the heavenly shore

When life’s storms are past for evermore




 All things bright and beautiful

All creatures great and small

All things wise and wonderful

The Lord god made them all

Each little flower that opens,

Each little bird that sings

He made their glowing colours,

He made their tiny wings


The purple headed mountain,

The river running by

The sunset and the morning

That brightens up the sky


The cold wind in the winter,

The pleasant summer sun

The ripe fruits in the garden,

He made them every one


He gave us eyes to see them,

And lips that we might tell

How great is God Almighty,

Who has made all things well



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


God’s grace first taught my heart to fear

His grace my fears relieved

How precious did that grace appear

The hour I first believed


Through every danger, trial and snare

I have already come

His grace has brought me safe thus far

And grace will lead me home


The Lord has promised good to me

His word my hope secures

My shield and stronghold he shall be

As long as life endures


And when this earthly life is past

And mortal cares shall cease

I shall possess with Christ at last

Eternal joy and peace




Be still, for the presence of the Lord, the Holy one is here

Come bow before him now in reverence and fear

In him no sin is found, we stand on holy ground

Be still, for the presence of the Lord,

The Holy one is here


Be still, for the glory of the Lord, is shining all around

He burns with holy fire, with splendour he is crowned

How awesome is the sight, our radiant King of light

Be still, for the glory of the Lord,

is shining all around


Be still for the power of the Lord is moving in this place

He comes to cleanse and heal to minister his grace

No work too hard for him, in faith receive from him

Be still for the power of the Lord,

is moving in this place



Great is thy faithfulness, O God my father

There is no shadow of turning with thee

Thou changest not, thy compassions they fail not

As thou hast been thou for ever wilt be.

      Great is thy faithfulness

     Great is thy faithfulness

     Morning by morning new mercies I see                                         

    All I have needed thy hand hath provided

    Great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me.


Summer and winter and spring-time and harvest

Sun, moon and stars in their courses above

Join with all nature in manifold witness

To thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth

Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide

Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow

Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside




Rock of ages, cleft for me

Let me hide myself in thee

Let the water and the blood

From thy riven side which flowed

Be for sin a double cure

Cleanse me from its guilt and power


Not the labour of my hands

Can fulfil thy laws demands

Could my zeal no respite know

Could my tears for ever flow

All for sin could not atone

Thou must save and thou alone


Nothing in my hand I bring

Simply to thy cross I cling

Naked, come to thee for dress

Helpless, look to thee for grace

Foul I to the fountain fly

Wash me, Saviour, or I die


While I draw this fleeting breath

When mine eyelids close in death

When I soar through tracts unknown

See thee on thy judgement throne

Rock of ages, cleft for me

Let me hide myself in thee




Tell out my soul, the greatness of the Lord

Unnumbered blessings, give my spirit voice

Tender to me the promise of his word

In God my Saviour shall my heart rejoice.


Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his name

Make known his might, the deeds his arm has done

His mercy sure, from age to age the same

His holy name, the Lord, the mighty one.


Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his might

Powers and dominions lay their glory by

Proud hearts and stubborn wills are put to flight

The hungry fed, the humble lifted high.


Tell out, my soul, the glories of his word

Firm to his promise and his mercy sure

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord

To children’s children and for evermore 



The lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want

He makes me down to lie

In pastures green he leadeth me

The quiet waters by


My soul he doth restore again

And me to walk doth make

Within the paths of righteousness

Even for his own name’s sake


Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale

Yet will I fear none ill

For thou art with me and thy rod

And staff me comfort still


My table thou hast furnished

In presence of my foes

My head thou dost with oil anoint

And my cup overflows


Goodness and mercy all my days

Shall surely follow me

And in Gods house for ever more

My dwelling place shall be




There is a green hill far away

Outside a city wall

Where the dear Lord was crucified

Who died to save us all


We may not know, we cannot tell

What pains he had to bear

But we believe it was for us

He hung and suffered there


He died that we might be forgiven

He died to make us good

That we might go at last to heaven

Saved by his precious blood


There was no other good enough

To pay the price of sin

He only could unlock the gate

Of heaven and let us in


O dearly, dearly has he loved

And we must love him too

And trust in his redeeming blood

And try his works to do





Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son

Endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won

Angels in white raiment rolled the stone away

Kept the folded grave clothes, where the body lay

      Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son

       Endless is the victory thou o’er death has won


Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb

Lovingly he greets us, scatters fear and gloom

Let the Church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing

For her Lord now liveth, death has lost its sting.


No more we doubt thee, glorious, Prince of life

Life is naught without thee, aid us in our strife

Make us more than conquerors, through thy deathless


Bring us safe through Jordan to thy home above




In heavenly love abiding

No change my heart shall fear

And safe is such confiding

For nothing changes here

The storm may roar without me

My heart may low be laid

But God is round about me

And can I be dismayed


Wherever he may guide me

No want shall turn me back

My shepherd is beside me

And nothing can I lack

His wisdom ever waketh

His light is never dim

He knows the way he taketh

And I will walk with him


Green pastures are before me

Which yet I have not seen

Bright skies will soon be o’er me

Where the dark clouds have been

My hope I cannot measure

My path to life is free

My saviour has my treasure

And he will walk with me




Jesus bids us shine, with a pure, clear light,

Like a little candle burning in the night.

In this world is darkness; so let us shine,

You in your small corner, and I in mine.



Jesus bids us shine, first of all for him;

Well he sees and knows it, if our light grows dim:

He looks down from heaven to see us shine,

You in your small corner, and I in mine.


Jesus bids us shine, then, for all around;

Many kinds of darkness in the world are found

Sin, and want, and sorrow; so we must shine

You in your small corner, and I in mine.




O Love that wilt not let me go,

I rest my weary soul in thee:

I give thee back the life I owe,

That in thine ocean depths its flow

My richer, fuller be.


O Light that followest all my way,

I yield my flickering torch to thee:

My heart restores its borrowed ray,

That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day

May brighter, fairer be.


O Joy that seekest me through pain,

I cannot close my heart to thee:

I trace the rainbow through the rain,

And feel the promise is not vain,

That morn shall tearless be.


O Cross that liftest up my head,

I dare not ask to fly from thee:

I lay in dust life’s glory dead,

And from the ground there blossoms red

Life that shall endless be.



Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!

Ev’n though it be a cross that raiseth me,

Still all my song would be, nearer, my God, to thee

Nearer to thee!


Though, like the 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 to thee!


There let the way appear steps unto heaven,

All that thou send’st to me in mercy given,

Angels to beckon me, nearer, my God to thee,

Nearer to thee!


Then with my waking thoughts, bright with they praise,

Out of my stony griefs Bethel I’ll raise,

So by my woes to be nearer my God to thee,

Nearer to thee!


Or if on joyful wing cleaving the sky,

Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upwards I fly,

Still all my song shall be, Nearer my God, to thee,

Nearer to thee!




Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above,

Of Jesus and his glory, of Jesus and his love,

Tell me the story simply, as to a little child;

For I am weak and weary, and helpless, and defiled.

       Tell me the old, old story

       Tell me the old, old story

       Tell me the old, old story

       Of Jesus and his love.


Tell me the story slowly, that I may take it in,

That wonderful redemption, God’s remedy for sin.

Tell me the story often, for I forget so soon;

The early dew of morning has passed away at noon.


Tell me the story softly, with earnest tones and grave;

Remember, I’m the sinner whom Jesus came to save.

Tell me the story always, if you would really be,

In any time of trouble, a comforter to me.


Tell me the same old story when you have cause to fear

That this world’s empty glory is costing me too dear.

Yes, and when that world’s glory shall dawn upon my


Tell me the old, old story Christ Jesus makes me whole.




There is a Redeemer,

Jesus, God’s own Son,

Precious Lamb of God, Messiah,

Holy One.

    Thank you, O my Father,

    For giving us your Son,

    And leaving your Spirit

    Till the work on earth is done.


Jesus, my Redeemer,

Name above all names,

Precious Lamb of God, Messiah,

O for sinners slain.


When I stand in glory,

I will see his face,

And there I’ll serve my King for ever

In that holy place.



Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head,

The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,

The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.


The cattle are lowing the Baby awakes,

But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes,

I love Thee Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.


Be near me Lord Jesus; I ask Thee to stay

Close by me for ever, and love me, I pray.

Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care,

And fit us for heaven, to live with Thee there.




Be thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;

Naught be all else to me, save that thou art,

Thou my best thought, by day or by night,

Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.


Be thou my Wisdom, thou my true word;

I ever with thee, thou with me, Lord;

Thou my great Father, I thy true son;

Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.


Be thou my battle-shield, sword for the fight,

Be thou my dignity, thou my delight,

Thou my soul’s shelter, thou my high tower:

Raise thou me heaven-ward, O Power of my power.


Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,

Thou mine inheritance, now and always:

Thou and thou only first in my heart,

High King of Heaven, my treasure thou art.


High King of Heaven, after victory won,

May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heaven’s Sun!

Heart of my own heart, whatever befall

Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.




I, the Lord of sea and sky,

I have heard my people cry.

All who dwell in dark or sin - My hand will save.

I, who made the stars of night,

I will make their darkness bright.

Who will bear my light to them?

Whom shall I send?

     Here I am, Lord, Is it I, Lord?

     I have heard you calling in the night.

     I will go, Lord, If you lead me.

     I will hold your people in my heart.


I, the Lord of snow and rain,

I have borne my people’s pain.

I have wept for love of them. -  They turn away.

I will break their hearts of stone,

Give them hearts for love alone.

I will speak my word to them.

Whom shall I send?


I, the Lord of wind and flame,

I will tend the poor and lame.

I will set a feast for them. - My hand will save.

Finest bread I will provide

Till their hearts be satisfied.

I will give my life to them.

Whom shall I send?




The day thou givest, lord, is ended

The darkness falls at thy behest;

To thee our morning hymns ascending

Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.


We thank thee that thy church unsleeping,

While earth rolls onward into light,

Through all the world her watch is keeping,

And rests not now by day or night.


As o’er each continent and island

The dawn leads on another day

The voice of prayer is never silent

Nor dies the strain of praise away


The sun that bids us rest is waking

Our brethren ‘neath the western sky

And hour by hour fresh lips are making

Thy wondrous doings heard on high.


So be it, Lord! Thy throne shall never,

Like earth’s proud empires, pass away

Thy Kingdom stands and grows for ever,

Till all thy creatures own thy sway.




Lord, the light of your love is shining,

In the midst of the darkness, shining:

Jesus, light of the world, shine upon us –

Shine on me, shine on me

   Shine Jesus Shine, fill this land with the father’s glory

   Blaze, Spirit, Blaze, set our hearts on fire

   Flow, river, flow, flood the nations with grace and mercy

   Send forth your word Lord and let there be light



Lord, I come to your awesome presence,

From the shadows into your radiance;

By your blood I may enter your brightness:

Search me, try me, consume all my darkness –

Shine on me, shine on me


As we gaze on your kingly brightness

So our faces display your likeness,

Ever changing from glory to glory:

Mirrored here, may our lives tell your story –

Shine on me, shine on me,




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

Emptied himself of all, but love,

And bled for Adam’s helpless race:

‘Tis mercy all, immense and free;

For, o my God, it found out me!


No condemnation now I dread;

Jesus, and all in him, is mine!

Alive in him, my living Head,

And clothed in righteousness divine,

Bold I approach the eternal throne,

And claim the crown, through

Christ my own.




Christ triumphant, ever reigning,

Saviour, Master, King!

Lord of heaven, our lives sustaining

Hear us as we sing:


    Yours the glory and the crown,

    The high renown, the eternal name!


Word incarnate, truth revealing,

Son of Man on earth!

Power and majesty concealing

By your humble birth:


Suffering servant, scorned, ill-treated,

Victim crucified!

Death is through the cross defeated,

Sinners justified:



Priestly King, enthroned for ever

High in heaven above!

Sin and death and hell shall never

Stifle hymns of love:


So, our hearts and voices raising

Through the ages long,

Ceaselessly upon you gazing,

This shall be our song:




I hear thy welcome voice

That calls me, Lord, to thee,

For cleansing in thy precious blood

That flowed on Calvary.

    I am coming, Lord

    Coming now to thee

    Wash me, cleanse me in the blood

    That flowed on Calvary.


‘Tis Jesus calls me on

To perfect faith and love,

To perfect hope and peace and trust,

For earth and heaven above.


‘Tis Jesus who confirms

The blessed work within

By adding grace to welcomed grace,

Where reigned the power of sin.


All hail, atoning blood!

All hail, redeeming grace!

All hail the gift of Christ our Lord,

Our Strength and Righteousness!




I to the hills will lift mine eyes,

From whence doth come mine aid.

My safety cometh from the Lord,

Who heaven and earth hath made.


Thy foot he’ll not let slide, nor will

He slumber that thee keeps.

Behold, he that keeps Israel,

He slumbers not, nor sleeps.


The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade

On thy right hand doth stay:

The moon by night thee shall not smite,

Nor yet the sun by day.




The Lord shall keep thy soul;

He shall

Preserve thee from all ill,

Henceforth thy going out and in

God keep for ever will




Stand up! Stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross!

Lift high his royal banner; it must not suffer loss.

From victory to victory, his army he shall lead,

Till every foe is vanquished, and 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;

Your courage rise with danger, and strength to strength



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 armour, each piece put on with 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.




To God be the glory! Great things he hath done!

So loved he the world that he gave us his son

Who yielded his life an atonement for sin,

And opened the life-gate that all may go in.


O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood!

To every believer the promise of God;

The vilest offender who truly believes,

That moment from Jesus a pardon receives.


Great things he had taught us,

Great things he hath done,

And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son:

But purer and higher and greater will be

Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see.




When I survey the wondrous cross

On which the Prince of Glory died,

My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride.


Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my God;

All the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to his blood.


See! From his head, his hands, his feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down;

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?


Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were an offering far too small;

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.




All heaven declares

The glory of the risen Lord.

Who can compare

With the beauty of the Lord?

Forever he will be

The Lamb upon the throne.

I gladly bow the knee

And worship him alone.


I will proclaim

The glory of the risen Lord

Who once was slain

To reconcile us to God.

Forever you will be

The Lamb upon the throne.

I gladly bow the knee

And worship you alone.




All people that on earth do dwell,

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;

Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell

Come ye before him and rejoice.


Know that the Lord is God indeed;

Without our aid he did us make;

We are his flock, he doth us feed,

And for his sheep he doth us take.


O enter then his gates with praise,

Approach with joy his courts unto:

Praise, laud, and bless his name always

For it is seemly so to do.


Because the Lord our God is good,

His mercy is for ever sure;

His truth at all times firmly stood,

And shall from age to age endure.




Father, lead me, day by day,

Ever in thy perfect way;

Teach me to be pure and true;

Show me what I ought to do.


When in danger, make me brave;

Make me know that thou canst save;

Keep me safe by thy dear side;

Let me in thy love abide.


When I’m tempted to do wrong,

Make me steadfast, wise and strong;

And, when all alone I stand,

Shield me with thy mighty hand.




Focus my eyes on you, O Lord;

Focus my eyes on you.

To worship in spirit and in truth,

Focus my eyes on you.


Turn round my life to you, O Lord;

Turn round my life to you.

To know from this time you’ve made me new,

Turn round my life to you.


Fill up my heart with praise, O Lord;

Fill up my heart with praise.

To speak of your love in every place,

Fill up my heart with praise.




God is always near me,

Hearing what I say,

Knowing all my thoughts and deeds,

All my work and play.



God is always near me;

In the darkest night

He can see me just the same

As by mid-day light.



God is always near me,

Though so young and small;

Not a look or word or thought,

But God knows it all.






How lovely is thy dwelling place

O Lord of hosts, to me!

The tabernacles of thy grace

How pleasant, Lord they be!


My thirsty soul longs vehemently,

Yea faints, thy courts to see;

My very heart and flesh cry out,

O living God for thee.


Behold the sparrow findeth out

An house wherein to rest;

The swallow also for herself

Hath purchased a nest;


Even thine own altars, where she safe

Her young ones forth may bring,

O thou almighty Lord of hosts,

Who art my God and King.


Blest are they in thy house that dwell,

They ever give thee praise.

Blest is the man whose strength thou art,

In whose heart are thy ways.


To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom we adore,

Be glory as it was, and is,

And shall be evermore.




I will sing the wondrous story,

Of the Christ who died for me,

How he left the realms of glory

For the cross on Calvary:

   Yes, I’ll sing the wondrous story

   Of the Christ who died for me

   Sing it with his saints in glory,

   Gathered by the crystal sea.


I was lost; but Jesus found me,

Found the sheep that went astray,

Raised me up and gently led me

Back into the narrow way:


Faint was I, and fears possessed me,

Bruised was I from many a fall:

Hope was gone, and shame distressed me:

But his love has pardoned all:


Days of darkness still may meet me,

Sorrow’s paths I oft may tread;

But his presence still is with me,

By his guiding hand I’m led:



Immortal, invisible, God only wise,

In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,

Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,

Almighty, victorious, thy great Name we praise.


Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,

Nor wanting, nor wasting, thou rulest in might;

Thy justice like mountains high soaring above

Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.


To all, life thou givest – to both great and small;

In all life thou livest, the true life of all;

We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,

And wither and perish – but naught changeth thee.


Great Father of Glory, pure Father of Light,

Thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;

All laud we would render; O help us to see

‘Tis only the splendour of light hideth thee.




In the bleak mid-winter, frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;

Snow had fallen, snow on snow,

Snow on snow,

In the bleak mid-winter, long ago.


Our God, heaven cannot hold him,

Nor earth sustain;

Heaven and earth shall flee away

When he comes to reign: In the bleak mid-winter

A stable-place sufficed

The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.


Angels and archangels, may have gathered there,

Cherubim and seraphim, thronged the air;

But only his mother,  In her maiden bliss,

Worshipped the Beloved, With a kiss.


What can I give him, poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;

If I were a wise man, I would do my part;

Yet what I can I give him , Give my heart.




Jesus, Friend of little children

Be a friend to me;

Take my hand and ever keep me

Close to thee.



Teach me how to grow in goodness

Daily as I grow;

Thou has been a child, and surely

Thou dost know.


Never leave me nor forsake me,

Ever be my Friend;

For I need thee from life’s dawning

To its end.



Just as I am, without one plea

But that thy blood was shed for me,

And that thou bidd’st me come to thee

O Lamb of God, I come.


Just as I am, though tossed about

With many a conflict, many a doubt,

Fightings and fears within, without

O Lamb of God, I come.


Just as I am, thou wilt receive,

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;

Because thy promise, I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come.


Just as I am – thy love unknown

Has broken every barrier down

Now to be thine, yea, thine alone,

O Lamb of God I come


Just as I am, of that free love

The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove,

Here for a season, then above,

O Lamb of God, I come




Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us

O’er the world’s tempestuous sea;

Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,

For we have no help but thee;

Yet possessing every blessing

If our God our Father be.


Saviour, breathe forgiveness o’er us,

All our weakness thou dost know;

Thou didst tread this earth before us,

Thou didst feel its keenest woe;

Lone and dreary, faint and weary,

Through the desert thou didst go.


Spirit of our God, descending,

Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,

Love with every passion blending,

Pleasure that can never cloy;

Thus provided, pardoned, guided,

Nothing can our peace destroy.




Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of

the Lord;

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes

of wrath are stored;

He hath loosed the fatal lightning of his terrible

swift sword;  His truth is marching on:

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   His truth is marching on.


He hath sounded forth the trumpet that shall never

call retreat;

He is sifting out the hearts of men before his

judgement seat;

O, be swift, my soul, to answer him; be jubilant

my feet!  Our God is marching on:

    Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Our God is marching on.


In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across

the sea.

With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you

and me. 

As he died to make men holy, let us live to make

men free,  While God is marching on:

    Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   While God is marching on.


He is coming like the glory of the morning on

the wave;

He is wisdom to the mighty; he is succour to the


So the world shall be his footstool, and the soul

of time his slave:   Our God is marching on:

    Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Glory, glory, Alleluia

   Our God is marching on.




O God of Bethel! By whose hand

Thy people still are fed;

Who through this weary pilgrimage

Hast all our fathers led:


Our vows, our prayers, we now present

Before thy throne of grace:

God of our fathers; be the God

Of their succeeding race.


Through each perplexing path of life

Our wandering footsteps guide:

Give us each day our daily bread,

And raiment fit provide.


O spread thy covering wings around,

Till all our wanderings cease,

And at our Father’s loved abode

Our souls arrive in peace.


Such blessings from thy gracious hand

Our humble prayers implore;

And thou shalt be our chosen God,

And portion evermore.



Oh 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 they throne,

thy saints have dwelt secure;

Sufficient is thine arm alone,

and our defence is sure.


Before the hills in order stood,

or earth received her frame,

From everlasting thou art God,

to endless years the same.


A thousand ages in thy sight, 

are like an evening gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night,

before the rising sun.


Time, like an ever-rolling stream,

bears all its sons away;

   They fly forgotten, as a dream, 

   dies at the opening day.




Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle


There, by his love o’ershaded, sweetly my

soul shall rest.

Hark! ‘tis the voice of angels, borne in a song

to me,

Over the fields of glory, over the crystal sea!


   Safe in the arms of Jesus,

   Safe in his gentle breast,

   There, by his love o’ershaded,

   Sweetly my soul shall rest.


Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe from corroding care,

Safe from the world’s temptations, sin cannot harm

 me there –

Free from the blight of sorrow, free from my doubts

and fears,

Only a few more trials, only a few more tears


Jesus, my hearts, dear refuge, Jesus has died for me;

Firm on the Rock of Ages, ever my trust shall be.

Here let me wait with patience,

Wait till the night is o’er, Wait till I see the


   Break on the golden shore.




Still the night, holy the night!

Sleeps the world; hid from sight,

Mary and Joseph in stable bare

Watch o’er the Child beloved and fair

Sleeping in heavenly rest,

Sleeping in heavenly rest.


Still the night, holy the night!

Shepherds first saw the light,

Heard resounding clear and long,

Far and near the angel-song,

Christ the Redeemer is here!

Christ the Redeemer is here!


Still the night, holy the night!

Son of God, O how bright

Love is smiling from thy face!

Strikes for us now the hour of grace,

Saviour, since thou are born!

Saviour, since thou are born!





O For a thousand tongues, to sing

My great Redeemer’s praise,

The glories of my God and King,

The triumphs of his grace!


Jesus! The Name that charms our fears,

That bids our sorrows cease;

‘Tis music in the sinner’s ears,

‘Tis life, and health, and peace.


He breaks the power of cancelled sin,

He sets the prisoner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean,

His blood availed for me.


He speaks, and, listening to his voice,

New life the dead receive,

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,

The humble poor believe.


Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,

Your loosened tongues employ;

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;

And leap, ye lame for joy!



Sing to God new songs of worship –

All his deeds are marvellous;

He has brought salvation to us,

With his hand and holy arm:

He has shown to all the nations

Righteousness and saving power;

He recalled his truth and mercy,

To his people Israel.


Sing to God new songs of worship –

Earth has seen his victory;

Let the lands of earth be joyful

Praising him with thankfulness:

Sound upon the harp with praises,

Play to him with melody;

Let the trumpets sound his triumph,

Show your joy to God the King!


Sing to God new songs of worship –

Let the sea now make a noise;

All on earth and in the waters

Sound your praises to the Lord:

Let the hills rejoice together,

Let the rivers clap their hands,

For with righteousness and justice

He will come to judge the earth.



In fancy I stood by the shore one day

Of the beautiful murm'ring sea,

I saw the great crowds as they thronged the way

Of the Stranger of Galilee

I saw how the man who was blind from birth

In a moment was made to see,

The lame was made whole by the matchless skill

Of the Stranger of Galilee

    And I felt I could love him for ever

    So gracious and tender was he

    I claim’d him that day as my saviour

    The Stranger of Galilee


His look of compassion, his words of love,

They shall never forgotten be;

When sin sick and helpless he saw me there

This Stranger of Galilee

He showed me his hand and his riven side

And he whispered “it was for thee”

My burden fell off at the pierced feet

Of the stranger of Galilee


I heard him speak peace to the angry waves,

Of that turbulent raging sea

And lo! at his word are the waters still’d

This Stranger of Galilee

A peaceful a quiet and holy calm

Now and ever abides with me

He holdeth my life in his mighty hands

This Stranger of Galilee


Come, ye who are driven, and tempest toss’d

And his gracious salvation see;

He’ll quiet life’s storms with his “Peace be still”

This stranger of Galilee;

He bids me to go and the story tell what he ever to

you will be,

If only you let him with you abide

This stranger of Galilee

Oh my friend won’t you love him forever

So gracious and tender is he

Accept him today as your Saviour

This stranger of Galilee.



We plough the fields, and scatter,

The good seed on the land,

But it is fed and watered, by God’s almighty hand

He sends the snow in winter,

The warmth to swell the grain,

The breezes and the sunshine,

And soft refreshing rain.

   All good gifts around us

   Are sent from heaven above;

   Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord,

   For all his love.


He only is the Maker, of all things near and far;

He paints the wayside flower,

He lights the evening star;

The winds and waves obey him

By him the birds are fed, 

Much more to us, his children,

He gives our daily bread.


We thank thee then, O Father,  For all things

 Bright and good. The seed-time and the harvest,

Our life, our health, our food.

Accept the gifts we offer, for all thy love imparts,

And, what thou most desirest,

Our humble, thankful hearts.




Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin;

Each victory will help you some other to win;

Fight manfully onward; dark passions subdue;

Look ever to Jesus, he will carry you through.

  Ask the Saviour to help you,

  Comfort, strengthen, and keep you;

  He is willing to aid you;

  He will carry you through.


Shun evil companions; bad language disdain;

God’s Name hold in reverence, nor take it in vain;

Be thoughtful and earnest, kind-hearted and true;

Look ever to Jesus, he will carry you through.


To him that o’cometh God giveth a crown;

Through faith we shall conquer, though often cast


He who is our Saviour our strength will renew;

Look ever to Jesus, he will carry you through.




All my hope on God is founded; 

He doth still my trust renew.

Me through change and chance he guideth,

Only good and only true. 

God unknown, He alone

Calls my heart to be his own.


Pride of man and earthly glory,

Sword and crown betray his trust;

What with care and toil he buildeth,

Tower and temple, fall to dust,

But God’s power, hour by hour,

Is my temple and my tower.


God’s great goodness aye endureth,

Deep his wisdom passing thought;

Splendour, light, and life attend him,

Beauty springeth out of naught.

Evermore, from his store

New-born worlds rise and adore.



Still from man to God eternal

Sacrifice of praise be done,

High above all praises praising

For the gift of Christ his Son.

Christ doth call, One and all;

Ye who follow shall not fall




Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;

Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In every change he faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly Friend

Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.


Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake

To guide the future as he has the past,

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

All now mysterious shall be bright at last.

Be still my soul; the waves and winds still know

His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.


Be still, my soul; when dearest friends depart

And all is darkened in the vale of tears

Then shalt thou better know his love, his heart

Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.

Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay,

From his own fullness, all he takes away


Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on

When we shall be forever with the Lord,

When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,

Sorrow forgot love’s purest joys restored,

Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,

All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.



Behold the amazing gift of love

The Father hath bestowed

On us, the sinful sons of men,

To call us sons of God!


Concealed as yet this honour lies,

By this dark world unknown,

A world that knew not when he came,

Even God’s eternal Son.


High is the rank we now possess;

But higher we shall rise,

Though what we shall hereafter be

Is hid from mortal eyes.


Our souls, we know, when he appears,

Shall bear his image bright;

For all his glory, full disclosed,

Shall open to our sight.


A hope so great and so divine,

May trials well endure;

And purge the soul from sense and sin,

As Christ himself is pure.


Crown him with many crowns,

The Lamb upon his throne:

Hark how the heavenly 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

Through all eternity.


Crown him the Lord of life

Who triumphed o’er the grave,

And 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 love;

Behold his hands and side,

Rich wounds yet visible above,

In beauty glorified.

All hail, Redeemer, hail

For thou hast died for me:

Thy praise shall never, never fail

Throughout eternity.