A Great verse of a Traditional Hymn

[Salty]

I like to quote great hymns.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea,
it is enough that Jesus died,
and that he died for me.

“My Faith Has Found A Resting Place”,
Miss Eliza Hewitt

Amen sister! Amen!

 

[tyndale1946]

This is one of my personal favorites and as a song leader, lead it many times... Jesus Paid It All!

Jesus paid it all
All to him I owe!
Sin had left a crimson stain
He washed it white as snow!

Brother Glen

 

[SGO]

And can it be
that I should gain
an interest in the Savior's blood?

Died He for me
who caused His pain...

 

[Salty]

I love to tell the story of unseen things above
Of Jesus and his glory, Of Jesus and his Love
I love to tel because I know tis true.
It satisfies my longing as nothing else can do the

 

[SGO]

1 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 some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it
mount of God's redeeming love.

2 Here I find my greatest treasure;
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,
wandering from the fold of God;
he, to rescue me from danger,
bought me with his precious blood.

3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee:
prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it;
seal it for thy courts above.

Sorry, I really like the third verse, but the rest also.

 

[tyndale1946]

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

Through many dangers
Toils and snares
We have already come
'Twas grace hath brought
Us safe thus far
And grace will lead us home

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

I know one thing for sure, if a church had an anthem, this was ours... This was the most requested song called for by song leaders, preachers and the congregation, in my over 50 years in the church... Brother Glen

 

[Salty]

How Great thou Art

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power thouout the universe displayed

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
and take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
and there proclaim, my God how great thou are!

 

[Jerome]

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.

 

[SGO]

Be Thou my vision oh Lord of my heart

Nought be all else to me save that Thou art

 

[AustinC]

What Ere My God Ordains is Right

1 Whate'er my God ordains is right:
his holy will abideth;
I will be still, whate'er he doth,
and follow where he guideth.
He is my God; though dark my road,
he holds me that I shall not fall:
wherefore to him I leave it all.

2 Whate'er my God ordains is right:
he never will deceive me;
he leads me by the proper path;
I know he will not leave me.
I take, content, what he hath sent;
his hand can turn my griefs away,
and patiently I wait his day.

3 Whate'er my God ordains is right:
though now this cup, in drinking,
may bitter seem to my faint heart,
I take it, all unshrinking.
My God is true; each morn anew
sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart,
and pain and sorrow shall depart.

4 Whate'er my God ordains is right:
here shall my stand be taken;
though sorrow, need, or death be mine,
yet am I not forsaken.
My Father's care is round me there;
he holds me that I shall not fall:
and so to him I leave it all.

 

[Dave G]

1. 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.
   • Refrain:
     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.
2. 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.
3. Lord, I would place my hand in Thine,
   Nor ever murmur nor repine;
   Content, whatever lot I see,
   Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.
4. 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 through Jordan leadeth me.

 

[Squire Robertsson]

My favorite call to worship which churches don't sing often enough.

Brethren, we have met to worship,
And adore the Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power,
While we try to preach the word?
All is vain, unless the Spirit
Of the Holy One come down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

Brethren, see poor sinners round you,
Trembling on the brink of woe;
Death is coming, hell is moving;
Can you bear to let them go?
See our fathers, see our mothers,
And our children sinking down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

Sisters, will you join and help us?
Moses' sisters aided him;
Will you help the trembling mourners,
Who are struggling hard with sin?
Tell them all about the Savior,
Tell him that he will be found;
Sisters, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

Is there here a trembling jailer,
Seeking grace and filled with fears?
Is there here a weeping Mary,
Pouring forth a flood of tears?
Brethren, join your cries to help them;
Sisters, let your prayers abound;
Pray, O! pray, that holy manna
May be scattered all around.

Let us love our God supremely,
Let us love each other too;
Let us love and pray for sinners,
Till our God makes all things new
Then he'll call us home to heaven,
At his table we'll sit down.
Christ will gird himself and serve us
With sweet manna all around.

 

[rlvaughn]

“My Faith Has Found A Resting Place”,
Miss Eliza Hewitt

I like that hymn. Here is a bit of information about the author:

Eliza Edmunds Hewitt was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, June 28, 1851. “She was educated in the public schools and after graduation from high school became a teacher. However, she developed a spinal malady which cut short her career and made her a shut-in for many years. During her convalescence, she studied English literature. She felt a need to be useful to her church and began writing poems for the primary department. She went on to teach Sunday school, take an active part in the Philadelphia Elementary Union and become Superintendent of the primary department of Calvin Presbyterian Church.” According to Hymnary.Org, some of her songs were written under the pseudonym Lidie H. Edmunds. Find-A-Grave says she was a cousin of hymn writer Edgar Page Stites. Eliza Edmunds Hewitt died April 24, 1920, and is buried in the Woodlands Cemetery in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

My favorite hymn by Edgar Page Stites is “Trusting Jesus.”

1. Brightly doth His Spirit shine
Into this poor heart of mine;
While He leads I cannot fall;
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

2. Singing if my way is clear,
Praying if the path be drear;
If in danger for Him call;
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

3. Trusting Him while life shall last,
Trusting Him till earth be past;
Till within the jasper wall,
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

4. Simply trusting every day,
Trusting through a stormy way;
Even when my faith is small,
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

Refrain:
Trusting as the moments fly,
Trusting as the days go by;
Trusting Him whate’er befall,
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

 

[Guvnuh]

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, in death, o Lord, abide with me
Abide with me, abide with me

Abide With Me

All stanzas are great but he last one sums it up.
A word study on the word abide adds an emphasis to the meaning of this song.

 

[SGO]

I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light

 

[tyndale1946]

You brethren will excuse but I have to step out of character, I do love the traditional hymns and been leading them all my church life for over 50 years but I just heard one and was so moved by the lyrics I just had to share it and not only is it a great song that may someday be traditional, it is the only true doctrine, I believe and live by... Brother Glen

How Deep the Father's Love for Us

How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss –
The Father turns His face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory.

Behold the man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders;
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished;
His dying breath has brought me life –
I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom;
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer;
But this I know with all my heart –
His wounds have paid my ransom.

 

[rlvaughn]

Very good, Brother Glen. Thanks for sharing.

 

[SGO]

On a hill far away
stood an old rugged cross
the emblem of suffering and shame
and I love that old cross
where the dearest and best
for a world of lost sinners was slain

 

[rlvaughn]

My favorite call to worship which churches don't sing often enough.

Brethren, we have met to worship,

Great old song which I love. We often open with it at our Sacred Harp Singing Conventions. On the other hand, I am surprised how few churches we attend use it as a call to worship.

Turning a corner, one of my favorite old hymns by Isaac Watts:

1. There is a house not made with hands,
Eternal and on high;
And here my spirit waiting stands,
Till God shall bid it fly.

2. Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolved and fall,
Then, O my soul! with joy obey
Thy Heavenly Father's call.

3. 'Tis He, by His almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heaven,
And as an earnest of the place,
Has His own Spirit given.

4. We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon His word;
But while the body is our home,
We're absent from the Lord.

 

[Guvnuh]

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 of sin the double cure,
Save me from its guilt and power.

“Rock of Ages” , Augustus Toplady


The Double Cure!