heavenly-music

Take Me As I Am by Eliza H. Hamilton

Mon, 17 Oct 2016 21:01:34 +0100

Jesus, my Lord, to Thee I cry;
Unless Thou help me, I must die,
Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh,
And take me as I am.
- Refrain:
  Take me as I am,
  Take me as I am,
  Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh,
  And take me as I am.
Helpless I am, and full of guilt,
But yet Thy blood for me was spilt,
And Thou canst make me what Thou wilt,
But take me as I am.
No preparation can I make,
My best resolves I only break;
Yet save me for Thine own name’s sake,
And take me as I am.
I thirst, I long to know Thy love,
Thy full salvation I would prove;
But since to Thee I cannot move,
Oh, take me as I am.
If Thou hast work for me to do,
Inspire my will, my heart renew,
And work both in and by me, too,
Oh, take me as I am.
And when at last the work is done,
The battle fought, the vict’ry won,
Still, still my cry shall be alone,
Lord, take me as I am.

Sing of the Mighty One by Frances R. Havergal

Sat, 21 Mar 2015 21:06:31 +0100

When light divine had touched the hills
By slumb’ring Galilee,
The golden wave then rolled afar
Towards the western sea,
And when the men had knowledge of
The Holy One of God,
They journeyed forth through all the land,
And spread His fame abroad.
- Refrain:
  Oh, sing of the loving One!
  Oh, sing of the healing One!
  Oh, sing of the mighty One,
  He’s just the same today!
And when they brought the suff’ring ones,
The lowly and the dear,
And laid them at the Healer’s feet,
From far away and near,
They bent before the wondrous One,
And earnestly besought,
That they might only touch the hem
Around His garment wrought.
He heard the prayer, and gave the will
And strength to touch the hem,
And gave the faith, and virtue flowed
From Him and healed them;
For every one whose feeblest touch
Thus met the Savior’s pow’r,
Rose up in perfect health and strength
In that accepted hour.
O tender One, O mighty One,
Who never sent away
The sinner or the sufferer,
Thou art the same today;
The same in love, the same in pow’r,
And Thou art waiting still
To heal the multitude that come,
Yea, whosoever will.

Loyalty to christ by Elijah T. Cassel

Sat, 14 Feb 2015 02:52:06 +0100

From over hill and plain
There comes the signal strain,
’Tis loyalty, loyalty, loyalty to Christ;
Its music rolls along,
The hills take up the song,
Of loyalty, loyalty, yes, loyalty to Christ.
- Refrain:
  “On to victory! On to victory!”
  Cries our great Commander, “On!”
  We’ll move at His command,
  We’ll soon possess the land,
  Through loyalty, loyalty, yes, loyalty to Christ.
O hear, ye brave, the sound
That moves the earth around,
’Tis loyalty, loyalty, loyalty to Christ;
Arise to dare and do,
Ring out the watchword true,
Of loyalty, loyalty, yes, loyalty to Christ.
Come, join our loyal throng,
We’ll rout the giant wrong,
’Tis loyalty, loyalty, loyalty to Christ;
Where Satan’s banners float
We’ll send the bugle note,
Of loyalty, loyalty, yes, loyalty to Christ.
The strength of youth we lay
At Jesus’ feet today,
’Tis loyalty, loyalty, loyalty to Christ;
His Gospel we’ll proclaim
Throughout the world’s domain,
Of loyalty, loyalty, yes, loyalty to Christ.

The Life of Victory by Paul Radar

Sat, 07 Feb 2015 00:48:44 +0100

No more need fear, and no more need doubting,
No more need pride control in my life;
I may be free from all condemnation,
I can have victory now in the strife.
- Refrain:
  I take the life of victory,
  Not I, but Christ Himself in me;
  He conquers now, He sets me free;
  I take—He gives—the victory.
There is a place—praise God, I have found it!—
There is a place where we may be free;
Free from defeat, with power surrounded;
Yes, there is victory, Jesus, in Thee.
Precious provision, wonderful prospect,
Jesus will rule and Jesus will lead;
He is my Shepherd, He is my Keeper,
He is my Bread of Life, on Him I feed.

Gold Holds the Key by Joseph Parker

Fri, 14 Nov 2014 22:38:58 +0100

God holds the key of all unknown,
And I am glad;
If other hands should hold the key,
Or if He trusted it to me,
I might be sad, I might be sad.
What if tomorrow’s cares were here
Without its rest!
I’d rather He unlocked the day,
And, as the hours swing open, say,
“My will is best, My will is best.”
The very dimness of my sight
Makes me secure;
For, groping in my misty way,
I feel His hand; I hear Him say,
“My help is sure, My help is sure.”
I cannot read His future plans,
But this I know:
I have the smiling of His face,
And all the refuge of His grace,
While here below, while here below.
Enough! This covers all my wants,
And so I rest!
For what I cannot, He can see,
And in His care I safe shall be,
Forever blest, forever blest.

Have You Not A Word for Jesus by Frances R Havergal

Sat, 01 Nov 2014 01:19:42 +0100

Have you not a word for Jesus?
Not a word to say for Him?
He is list’ning through the chorus
Of the burning seraphim.
He has spoken words of blessing,
Pardon, peace and love to you,
Glorious hopes and gracious comfort,
Strong and tender, sweet and true.
Have you not a word for Jesus?
Will the world His praise proclaim?
Who shall speak if ye are silent—
Ye who know and love His name?
You, whom He hath called and chosen
His own followers to be,
Will you tell your gracious master,
“Lord, we cannot speak for Thee.”
Have you not a word for Jesus?
Some, perchance, while ye are dumb,
Wait and weary for your message,
Hoping you will bid them, “Come.”
Will you cast away the gladness
Thus your master’s joy to share,
All because a word for Jesus
Seems too much for you to dare?

At First I Prayed For Light by Ednah D. Cheney

Fri, 03 Oct 2014 21:29:38 +0100

At first I prayed for light:
Could I but see the way,
How gladly, swiftly would I walk
To everlasting day!
And next I prayed for strength:
That I might tread the road
With firm, unfalt’ring feet, and win
The heav’ns’ serene abode.
And then I prayed for faith:
Could I but trust my God,
I’d live enfolded in His peace,
Though foes were all abroad.
But now I pray for love:
Deep love to God and man;
A living love that will not fail,
However dark His plan.
And light and strength and faith
Are op’ning everywhere!
God waited patiently until
I prayed the larger prayer.

Wonderful Saviour by John M. Harris

Sat, 19 Jul 2014 17:43:56 +0100

Jesus, my king, my wonderful Savior,
All of my life is given to Thee;
I am rejoicing in Thy salvation;
Thy precious blood now maketh me free.
- Refrain:
  Wonderful Savior, wonderful Savior,
  Thou art so near, so precious to me!
  Wonderful Savior, wonderful Savior,
  My heart is filled with praises to Thee!
Freedom from sin, oh, wonderful story—
All of its stains washed whiter than snow!
Jesus has come to live in His temple,
And with His love my heart is aglow.
Jesus, my Lord, I’ll ever adore Thee,
Lay at Thy feet my treasures of love;
Lead me in ways to show forth Thy glory,
Ways that will end in Heaven above.
When in that bright and beautiful city
I shall behold Thy glories untold,
I shall be like Thee, wonderful Savior,
And I will sing while ages unfold.

Jesus, Priceless Treasure by Johann Franck

Sat, 12 Jul 2014 01:50:34 +0100

Jesus, priceless Treasure,
Source of purest pleasure,
Truest friend to me.
Long my heart hath panted,
Till it almost fainted,
Thirsting after Thee.
Thine I am, O spotless Lamb,
I will suffer naught to hide Thee,
Ask for nought beside Thee.
In Thy arms I rest me;
Foes who would molest me
Cannot reach me here.
Though the earth be shaking,
Every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear.
Sin and hell in conflict fell,
With their heaviest storms assail me:
Jesus will not fail me.
Satan, I defy thee;
Death, I now decry thee;
Fear, I bid thee cease.
World, thou shalt not harm me
Nor thy threats alarm me
While I sing of peace.
God’s great pow’r guards every hour;
Earth and all its depths adore Him,
Silent bow before Him.
Evil world, I leave thee;
Thou shalt not deceive me,
Thy appeal is vain.
Sin that once did bind me,
Get thee far behind me,
Come not forth again.
Past thy hour, O pride and pow’r;
Sinful life, thy bonds I sever,
Leave thee now forever.
Hence, all earthly treasure!
Jesus is my pleasure;
Jesus is my choice.
Hence, all empty glory!
What to me thy story
Told with tempting voice?
Pain or loss or shame or cross
Shall not from my Savior move me,
Since He chose to love me.
Hence, all thought of sadness!
For the Lord of gladness,
Jesus, enters in.
Those who love the Father,
Though the storms may gather,
Still have peace within;
Yea, whate’er we here must bear,
Still in Thee lies purest pleasure,
Jesus, priceless Treasure!

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence by the Liturgy of St James

Sat, 28 Jun 2014 19:08:30 +0100

Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
And with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly-minded,
For with blessing in His hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
Our full homage to demand.
King of kings, yet born of Mary,
As of old on earth He stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
In the body and the blood;
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heav’nly food.
Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way,
As the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day,
That the pow’rs of hell may vanish
As the darkness clears away.
At His feet the six-winged seraph,
Cherubim with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the presence,
As with ceaseless voice they cry:
“Alleluia, Alleluia,
Alleluia, Lord Most High!”