Category Archives: Hymns

No Other Name ~ Hymn

No Other Name

One of­fer of sal­va­tion,
To all the world make known;
The on­ly sure foun­da­tion
Is Christ the cor­ner­stone.

Refrain

No oth­er name is given,
No other way is known,
’Tis Je­sus Christ the First and Last,
He saves, and He alone.

One only door of Hea­ven
Stands open wide today,
One sacrifice is given,
’Tis Christ, the living way.

Refrain

My only song and story
Is—Je­sus died for me;
My only hope of glo­ry,
The cross of Cal­va­ry.

Refrain

Words: Philip Bliss, (1838-1876).

Rejoice Today with One Accord ~ Hymn

Rejoice Today with One Accord

Rejoice to­day with one ac­cord,
Sing out with ex­ul­ta­tion;
Rejoice and praise our migh­ty Lord,
Whose arm hath brought sal­va­tion;
His works of love pro­claim
The great­ness of His name;
For He is God alone
Who hath His mer­cy shown;
Let all His saints ad­ore Him!

When in dis­tress to Him we cried,
He heard our sad com­plain­ing;
O trust in Him, whate’er be­tide,
His love is all sus­tain­ing;
Triumphant songs of praise
To Him our hearts shall raise;
Now ev­ery voice shall say,
O praise our God al­way;
Let all His saints ado­re Him!

Rejoice to­day with one ac­cord,
Sing out with ex­ul­ta­tion;
Rejoice and praise our migh­ty Lord,
Whose arm hath brought sal­va­tion;
His works of love pro­claim
The great­ness of His name;
For He is God alone
Who hath His mer­cy shown;
Let all His saints ad­ore Him!

Words: Henry W. Baker, 1861.

O Savior, Precious Savior ~ Hymn

O Savior, Precious Savior

O Savior, precious Savior,
Whom yet unseen we love!
O name of might and favor,
All other names above!
We worship Thee, we bless Thee,
To Thee, O Christ, we sing;
We praise Thee, and confess Thee
Our holy Lord and king.

O bringer of salvation,
Who wondrously hast wrought,
Thyself the revelation
Of love beyond our thought;
We worship Thee, we bless Thee,
To Thee, O Christ, we sing;
We praise Thee, and confess Thee
Our gracious Lord and king.

In Thee all fullness dwelleth,
All grace and power divine;
The glory that excelleth,
O Son of God, is Thine;
We worship Thee, we bless Thee,
To Thee, O Christ, we sing:
We praise Thee, and confess Thee
Our glorious Lord and king.

O grant the consummation
Of this our song above,
In endless adoration,
And everlasting love!
Then shall we praise and bless Thee
Where perfect praises ring,
And evermore confess Thee
Our Savior and our king.

Words: Frances R. Havergal, 1870.

How Firm A Foundation ~ Hymn

How Firm a Foundation

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said,
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?

In every condition, in sickness, in health;
In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth;
At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,
As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.

Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen and help thee, and cause thee to stand
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.

When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

When through fiery trials thy pathways shall lie,
My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

Even down to old age all My people shall prove
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.

The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to its foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.

Words: John Rippon, 1787.

For All the Saints ~ Hymn

For All the Saints

For all the saints,
Who from their la­bors rest,
Who Thee by faith
Before the world con­fessed,
Thy name, O Je­sus,
Be for­ev­er blessed.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

Thou wast their rock,
Their fort­ress and their might;
Thou, Lord, their cap­tain
In the well fought fight;
Thou, in the dark­ness drear,
Their one true Light.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

For the apos­tles’
Glorious com­pa­ny,
Who bear­ing forth
The cross o’er land and sea,
Shook all the migh­ty
World, we sing to Thee:
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

For the ev­an­gel­ists,
By whose blest word,
Like four­fold streams,
The gar­den of the Lord,
Is fair and fruit­ful,
Be Thy name ad­ored.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

For mar­tyrs, who
With rap­ture kin­dled eye,
Saw the bright crown
Descending from the sky,
And see­ing, grasped it,
Thee we glo­ri­fy.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

O blest com­mun­ion,
Fellowship di­vine!
We feeb­ly strug­gle,
They in glo­ry shine;
All are one in Thee,
For all are Thine.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

O may Thy sol­diers,
Faithful, true and bold,
Fight as the saints
Who nob­ly fought of old,
And win with them
The vic­tor’s crown of gold.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

And when the strife
Is fierce, the war­fare long,
Steals on the ear
The dist­ant tri­umph song,
And hearts are brave,
Again, and arms are strong.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

The gold­en ev­en­ing
Brightens in the west;
Soon, soon to faith­ful
Warriors comes their rest;
Sweet is the calm
Of pa­ra­dise the blessed.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

But lo! there breaks
A yet more glo­ri­ous day;
The saints tri­um­phant
Rise in bright ar­ray;
The King of glo­ry
Passes on His way.
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

From earth’s wide bounds,
From ocean’s far­thest coast,
Through gates of pearl
Streams in the count­less host,
And sing­ing to Fa­ther,
Son and Ho­ly Ghost:
Alleluia, Al­le­lu­ia!

Words: William W. How, 1864.

If Death My Friend and Me Divide ~ Hymn

If Death My Friend and Me Divide

If death my friend and me divide,
Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide,
Or frown my tears to see;
Restrained from passionate excess,
Thou bidst me mourn in calm distress
For them that rest in Thee.

I feel a strong immortal hope,
Which bears my mournful spirit up
Beneath its mountain load;
Redeemed from death, and grief, and pain,
I soon shall find my friend again
Within the arms of God.

Pass a few fleeting moments more
And death the blessing shall restore
Which death has snatched away;
For me Thou wilt the summons send,
And give me back my parted friend
In that eternal day.

Words: Charles Wesley, Short Hymns, 1762.

Day by Day ~ Hymn

 

Day by Day

Day by day and with each passing moment
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He whose heart is kind beyond all measure
Gives unto each day what He deems best –
Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure.
Mingling toil with peace and rest.

Ev’ry day the Lord Himself is near me,
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear, and cheer me,
He whose name is Counsellor and Pow’r.
The protection of His child and treasure,
Is a charge that on Himself He laid,
“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,”
This the pledge to me He made.

Help me then, in ev’ry tribulation
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation,
Offered me within Thy holy word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a Father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till I reach the promised land.

Words: Karolina W. Sandell-berg (1832 – 1903)

  Karolina W. Sandell-berg was born in Sweden. She wrote 650 hymns and was known as the Fanny Crosby of Sweden.

HT: Cyberhymnal

Come, Thou Almighty King ~ Hymn

Come, Thou Almighty King

Come, Thou almighty King,
Help us Thy Name to sing, help us to praise!
Father all glorious, o’er all victorious,
Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days!

Jesus, our Lord, arise,
Scatter our enemies, and make them fall;
Let Thine almighty aid our sure defense be made,
Souls on Thee be stayed; Lord, hear our call.

Come, Thou incarnate Word,
Gird on Thy mighty sword, our prayer attend!
Come, and Thy people bless, and give Thy Word success,
Spirit of holiness, on us descend!

Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear in this glad hour.
Thou Who almighty art, now rule in every heart,
And ne’er from us depart, Spirit of power!

To Thee, great One in Three,
Eternal praises be, hence, evermore.
Thy sovereign majesty may we in glory see,
And to eternity love and adore!

Words: Some sources show the au­thor as “anon­y­mous.” Others cre­dit Charles Wes­ley, 1757. The words ap­peared in George White­field’s Col­lect­ion of Hymns for So­cial Wor­ship, 1757.

Music: Ital­i­an Hymn, Fe­lice de Gi­ar­di­ni, in The Col­lect­ion of Psalm and Hymn Tunes Sung at the Cha­pel of the Lock Hos­pi­tal, 1769. De Gi­ar­di­ni wrote the music spe­ci­fic­al­ly for this hymn. Al­ter­nate tune: Amer­i­ca, The­saur­us Mu­si­cus, 1744

In the days of the Amer­i­can Re­vo­lu­tion a con­gre­ga­tion of pa­tri­o­tic col­o­nists were wor­ship­ing in their church on Long Is­land when the ser­vice was in­ter­rupt­ed by the ar­riv­al of a com­pa­ny of Hess­ian troops. The cap­tain stalked up the aisle and com­mand­ed the people to sing “God Save the King.” The or­gan­ist start­ed the tune that we call “Amer­i­ca”; but the peo­ple, true to the cause of the Amer­i­can col­o­nies and to their God, sang this hymn.

ht: Cyberhymnal

Communion Hymn

Communion Hymn

Amidst us our Beloved stands,
And bid us view His pierced hands;
Points to His 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,
Oh, 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 marr’d but lovely face to view.

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

Words: C.H. Spurgeon

Church of God, Beloved and Chosen ~ Hymn

Church of God, Beloved and Chosen

Church of God, be­loved and chos­en,
Church of God, for whom He died,
Claim thy gifts, and praise the Giv­er,
Ye are washed and sanc­ti­fied—
Sanctified by God the Fa­ther,
And by Je­sus Christ His Son,
And by God the Ho­ly Spir­it,
Holy, ho­ly, Three in One.

By His will He sanc­ti­fi­eth,
By the Spir­it’s pow­er with­in;
By the lov­ing hand that chast­en­eth
Fruits of right­eous­ness to win;
By His truth and by His pro­mise;
By the Word, His gift un­priced;
By His own blood, and by un­ion
With the ris­en life of Christ.

Holiness by faith in Je­sus,
Not by ef­fort of thine own,
Sin’s do­min­ion crushed and brok­en,
By the pow­er of grace alone;
God’s own ho­li­ness with­in Thee,
His own beau­ty on Thy brow;
This shall be thy pil­grim bright­ness,
This thy bless­èd por­tion now.

He will sanc­ti­fy thee whol­ly;
Body, spir­it, soul shall be
Blameless til thy Sav­ior’s com­ing,
In His glo­ri­ous ma­jes­ty.
He hath per­fect­ed for ev­er
Those whom He hath sanc­ti­fied;
Spotless, glo­ri­ous, and ho­ly,
Is the Church, His chos­en bride.

Words: Francis Havergal, 1873.