Category Archives: Hymns

He Saves Me Through and Through ~ Hymn

He Saves Me Through and Through

The blood that Je­sus shed for me
When groan­ing, dy­ing on the tree,
From all trans­gress­ion cleans­eth me,
And saves me through and through.

Refrain

Saved, saved, yes, I am saved,
My heart is cre­at­ed anew;
The blood of Je­sus cleans­eth me,
And saves me through and through.

In per­fect trust I now re­sign
My all to Him whose will is mine;
He fills my soul with love di­vine,
And saves me through and through.

Refrain

No an­gel tongue such praise can bring,
Nor learn the song that now I sing
To Him, my pro­phet, priest and king,
Who saves me through and through.

Refrain

I know not what my joy will be,
When face to face my Lord I see,
But this I know, He cleans­eth me,
And saves me through and through.

Refrain

Words: Fanny Crosby, 1885

The Gospel Call ~ Hymn

The Gospel Call

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel trum­pet,
With a loud and ear­nest call,
Sounding forth the joy­ful tid­ings;
Full sal­va­tion free to all.

Refrain

Swell the song, pro­claim the sto­ry,
Let the joy­ful echo ring;
Jesus died the world to ran­som,
Jesus lives, our priest and king.

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel, tell­ing
What re­deem­ing grace has done;
To a feast of love and mer­cy,
Jesus wel­comes ev­ery one.

Refrain

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel man­date,
Fight against the host of sin;
Join the ranks that now are march­ing,
Precious souls for Christ to win.

Refrain

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel pro­mise,
Unto those that faith­ful prove,
I will give them life eter­nal,
They shall dwell with Me in love.

Refrain

Words: Fanny Crosby, 1888.

The Will of God is Always Best ~ Hymn

The Will of God is Always Best

The will of God is al­ways best
And shall be done for­ev­er;
And they who trust in Him are blest,
He will for­sake them nev­er.
He helps in­deed in time of need
He chast­ens with for­bear­ing;
They who de­pend on God, their friend,
Shall not be left des­pair­ing.

God is my com­fort and my trust,
My hope and life ab­id­ing;
And to His coun­sel, wise and just,
I yield, in Him con­fid­ing.
The ve­ry hairs, His Word de­clares,
Upon my head He num­bers.
By night and day God is my stay,
He nev­er sleeps nor slum­bers.

Lord Je­sus, this I ask of Thee,
Deny me not this fa­vor;
When Sa­tan sore­ly trou­bles me,
Then do not let me wa­ver.
Keep watch and ward, O gra­cious Lord,
Fulfill Thy faith­ful say­ing:
Who doth be­lieve He shall re­ceive
An an­swer to his pray­ing.

When life’s brief course on earth is run
And I this world am leav­ing,
Grant me to say, Thy will be done,
By faith to Thee still cleav­ing.
My heav’n­ly friend, I now com­mend
My soul in­to Thy keep­ing,
O’er sin and hell, and death as well,
Thro’ Thee the vic­t’ry reap­ing.

Words: Albrecht V0n Brandenburg, circa 1554.

Lamb of God, We Fall Before Thee ~ Hymn

Lamb of God, We Fall Before Thee

Lamb of God, we fall be­fore Thee,
Humbly trust­ing in Thy cross.
That alone be all our glo­ry;
All things else are on­ly dross.

Thee we own a per­fect Sav­ior,
Only source of all that’s good.
Every grace and ev­ery fa­vor
Comes to us through Je­sus’ blood.

Jesus gives us true re­pent­ance
By His Spir­it sent from Heav’n;
Whispers this trans­port­ing sen­tence,
Son, thy sins are all for­giv’n.

Faith He grants us to be­lieve it,
Grateful hearts His love to prize;
Want we wis­dom? He must give it,
Hearing ears and see­ing eyes.

Jesus gives us pure af­fect­ions,
Wills to do what He re­quires,
Makes us fol­low His di­rect­ions,
And what He com­mands, in­spires.

All our pray­ers and all our prais­es,
Rightly of­fered in His name—
He that dic­tates them is Je­sus;
He that an­swers is the same.

When we live on Je­su’s mer­it,
Then we wor­ship God aright;
Father, Son, and Ho­ly Spir­it,
Then we sav­ing­ly unite.

Hear the whole con­clu­sion of it:
Great or good, whate’er we call,
God, or King, or Priest, or Pro­phet,
Jesus Christ is all in all.

Words: Joseph Hart, 1759.

Lord Jesus Christ, All Praise to Thee ~ Hymn

Lord Jesus Christ, All Praise to Thee

Lord Je­sus Christ, all praise to Thee,
That Thou wast pleased a man to be;
Our low es­tate Thou didst not scorn;
And an­gels sang to see Thee born.

The hea­ven­ly Fa­ther’s on­ly Son,
He left His right­ful glo­ri­ous throne;
The Lord through whom the worlds were made
Is in the hum­ble man­ger laid.

The bright­ness of the light di­vine
Doth now into our dark­ness shine;
It breaks up­on sin’s gloo­my night
And makes us child­ren of the light.

The Fat­her’s Son, for ev­er blest,
Becomes in His own world a guest,
To lead us from this vale of strife
Into the ev­er­last­ing life.

Words: Martin Luther, 1523.

Sweetly the Holy Hymn

Sweetly the Holy Hymn

Sweetly the ho­ly hymn
Breaks on the morn­ing air;
Before the world with smoke is dim
We meet to of­fer pray­er.

While flow­ers are wet with dews,
Dew of our souls, des­cend:
Ere yet the sun the day re­news,
O Lord, Thy Spir­it send.

Upon the bat­tle­field,
Before the fight be­gins,
We seek, O Lord, Thy shel­ter­ing shield,
To guard us from our sins.

Ere yet our ves­sel sails
Upon the stream of day
We plead, O Lord, for hea­v’n­ly gales
To speed us on our way!

On the lone mount­ain side,
Before the morn­ing’s light,
The Man of sor­rows wept and cried,
And rose re­freshed with might.

Oh, hear us then, for we
Are ve­ry weak and frail,
We make the Sav­ior’s name our plea,
And sure­ly must pre­vail.

Words: Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866.

Amidst us Our Beloved Stands ~Hymn

Amidst Us Our Beloved Stands 

Amidst us our Be­lov­èd stands,
And bids us view His pierc­èd hands;
Points to the wound­ed feet and side,
Blest em­blems of the Cru­ci­fied.

What food lu­xu­ri­ous loads the board,
When at His ta­ble sits the Lord!
The wine how rich, the bread how sweet,
When Je­sus deigns the guests to meet!

If now, with eyes de­filed and dim,
We see the signs, but see not Him;
O may His love the scales dis­place,
And bid us see Him face to face!

Our for­mer trans­ports we re­count,
When with Him in the ho­ly mount,
These cause our souls to thirst anew,
His marred but love­ly face to view.

Thou glo­ri­ous Bride­groom of our hearts,
Thy pre­sent smile a heav’n im­parts!
Oh lift the veil, if veil there be,
Let ev­ery saint Thy beau­ties see!

Words: Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866.

Sweet is the Work, My God, My King~ Hymn

Sweet is the Work, My God, My King

Sweet is the work, my God, my king,
To praise Thy name, give thanks and sing,
To show Thy love by morn­ing light,
And talk of all Thy truth at night.

Sweet is the day of sac­red rest,
No mor­tal cares shall seize my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found
Like Da­vid’s harp of so­lemn sound!

My heart shall tri­umph in my Lord
And bless His works, and bless His Word.
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep Thy coun­sels, how di­vine!

Fools nev­er raise their thoughts so high;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die;
Like grass they flour­ish, till Thy breath
Blast them in ev­er­last­ing death.

But I shall share a glo­ri­ous part,
When grace has well re­fined my heart;
And fresh sup­plies of joy are shed,
Like ho­ly oil, to cheer my head.

Sin (my worst ene­my be­fore)
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My in­ward foes shall all be slain,
Nor Sa­tan break my peace again.

Then shall I see, and hear, and know
All I de­sired and wished be­low;
And ev­ery pow­er find sweet em­ploy
In that eter­nal world of joy.

And then what tri­umphs shall I raise
To Thy dear name through end­less days,
For in the realms of joy I’ll see
Thy face in full fe­li­ci­ty.

Words: Isaac Watts, 1719.

God of Our Fathers ~ Hymn

God of Our Fathers

God of our fa­thers, whose al­migh­ty hand
Leads forth in beau­ty all the star­ry band
Of shin­ing worlds in splen­dor through the skies
Our grate­ful songs be­fore Thy throne arise.

Thy love di­vine hath led us in the past,
In this free land by Thee our lot is cast,
Be Thou our rul­er, guard­ian, guide and stay,
Thy Word our law, Thy paths our chos­en way.

From war’s alarms, from dead­ly pes­ti­lence,
Be Thy strong arm our ev­er sure de­fense;
Thy true re­li­gion in our hearts in­crease,
Thy boun­te­ous good­ness nour­ish us in peace.

Refresh Thy peo­ple on their toil­some way,
Lead us from night to nev­er end­ing day;
Fill all our lives with love and grace di­vine,
And glo­ry, laud, and praise be ev­er Thine.

Words: Daniel C. Roberts, 1876.

Deeper and Deeper ~ Hymn

Deeper and Deeper

Into the heart of Je­sus
Deeper and deep­er I go,
Seeking to know the rea­son
Why He should love me so,
Why He should stoop to lift me
Up from the mi­ry clay,
Saving my soul, mak­ing me whole,
Though I had wan­dered away.

Into the will of Je­sus,
Deeper and deep­er I go,
Praying for grace to fol­low,
Seeking His way to know;
Bowing in full sur­ren­der
Low at His bless­èd feet,
Bidding Him take, break me and make,
Till I am mold­ed, com­plete.

Into the cross of Je­sus
Deeper and deep­er I go,
Following through the gar­den,
Facing the dread­ed foe;
Drinking the cup of sor­row,
Sobbing with brok­en heart,
O Sav­ior, help! Dear Sav­ior, help!
Grace for my weak­ness im­part.

Into the joy of Je­sus
Deeper and deep­er I go,
Rising, with soul en­rap­tured,
Far from the world be­low.
Joy in the place of sor­row,
Peace in the midst of pain,
Jesus will give, Je­sus will give;
He will up­hold and sus­tain.

Into the love of Je­sus
Deeper and deep­er I go,
Praising the One who brought me
Out of my sin and woe;
And through eter­nal ag­es
Gratefully I shall sing,
O how He loved! O how He loved!
Jesus, my Lord and my king!

Words: Oswald J. Smith, 1914.