Pages

Showing posts with label Hymns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hymns. Show all posts

Sunday, April 20, 2014

He has Risen......Yes, He has Risen indeed!!

Happy Resurrection Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Therefore we have been buried with Him through baptism into death, so  that as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, so we too might walk in newness of life. 
Romans 6:4

He Arose


Were You there, When They Crucified my Lord ?

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Why I Named My Blog Constantly Abiding

Constantly Abiding

There's a peace in my heart that the world never gave,
A peace it can not take away;
Tho the trials of life may surround like a cloud
I've a peace that has come there to stay!

Chorus: Constantly abiding Jesus is mine;
Constantly abiding rapture divine!
He never leaves me lonely whispers O so kind,
"I will never leave thee!" Jesus is mine.

All the world seemed to sing of a Savior and King
When peace sweetly came to my heart;
Troubles all fled away and my night turned to day Blessed Jesus,
How glorious Thou art!

Chorus: Constantly abiding Jesus in mine;
Constantly abiding rapture divine!
He never leaves me lonely whispers O so kind,
"I will never leave thee!" Jesus is mine.

This treasure I have in a temple of clay
While here on His footstool I roam;
But He's coming to take me, some glorious day,
Over there to my heavenly home!

Chorus: Constantly abiding Jesus is mine;
Constantly abiding rapture divine!
He never leaves me lonely whispers O so kind,
"I will never leave thee!" Jesus is mine.



Constantly Abiding was written by Anne S. Murphy.



When I read the words to this hymn, I find that it is so true that the my life will never be empty and that God will never leave me. The Lord is my peace and I will sever him all my days.

Here is the tune, I do not know what will come up on the side bar. Sorry if it's not good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYJkjJMfUqI&feature=player_embedded

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Fanny J. Crosby, 1820 - 1915


Redeemed

(1) Redeemed how I love to proclaim it! Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed thru His infinite mercy His child, and forever, I am.

Chorus

Redeemed, redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

(2) Redeemed and so happy in Jesus, No language my rapture can tell.
I know that the light of His presence With me doth continually dwell.

Chorus

Redeemed, redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

(3) I think of my blessed Redeemer, I think of Him all the day long;
I sing, for I cannot be silent, his love is the theme of my song.

Chorus

Redeemed, redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

(4) I know I shall see in His beauty The King in whose all I delight,
Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps And giveth me songs in the night.

Chorus

Redeemed, redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, Redeemed His child, and forever, I am.



Redeemed was written by Fanny J. Crosby, 1820 - 1915.

I like this song because I can sing it and think of how wonderful and awesome our God is and how He loves us.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Thomas Kelly

Praise the Savior! ! ! !

Praise the Savior, ye who know Him!
Who can tell how much we owe Him?
Gladly let us render to Him
All we are and have.


Jesus is the name that charms us,
He for conflict fits and arms us;
Nothing moves and nothing harms us
While we trust in Him.


Trust in Him, ye saints, forever,
He is faithful, changing never;
Neither force nor guile can sever
Those He loves from Him.


Keep us, Lord, O keep us cleaving
To Thyself, and still believing,
Till the hour of our receiving
Promised joys with Thee.


Then we shall be where we would be,
Then we shall be what we should be,
Things that are not now, nor could be,
Soon shall be our own.


Written by Thomas Kelly, 1769 - 1854

Charles W. Fry

The Lily of the Valley




I have found a friend in Jesus,
He's everything to me,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
the Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
all I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble He's my stay,

He tells me every care on Him to roll.

Refrain:
He's the Lily of the Valley,
the bright and Morning Star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.


He all my grief has taken, and all my sorrows borne;
in temptation He's my strong and mighty tower;
I have all for Him forsaken, and all my idols torn
from my heart, and now He keeps me by His power.
Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempts me sore,
through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal.


Refrain:
He's the Lily of the Valley,
the bright and Morning Star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.


He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
while I live by faith and do His blessed will;
a wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear,
with His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory, to see His blessed face,
where rivers of delight shall ever roll.


Refrain:

He's the Lily of the Valley,
the Bright and Morning Star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.

The Lily of the Valley was written by Charles W. Fry, 1837 - 1882.


I think this song shows how you can give Him all of your troubles and lean on him.

Philip P. Bliss

Hallelujah, What a Savior!

Man of Sorrows! what a name,
For the Son of God, who came,
Ruined sinners to reclaim.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!


Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!


Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
“Full atonement!” can it be?
Hallelujah! What a Savior!


Lifted up was He to die;
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in Heav’n exalted high.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!


When He comes, our glorious King,
All His ransomed home to bring,
Then anew His song we’ll sing:
Hallelujah! What a Savior!


Written by Philip P. Bliss, 1835 - 1876.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Christ Arose ! !

Christ Arose
 
Low in the grave He lay,
Jesus my Savior,
Waiting the coming day,
Jesus my Lord!

Chorus:
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed,
Jesus my Savior;
Vainly they seal the dead,
Jesus my Lord!

Chorus:
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Death cannot keep its prey,
Jesus my Savior;
He tore the bars away,
Jesus my Lord!

Chorus:
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Written by Robert Lowry, 1826 - 1899.

Christ Is Risen Form The Dead ! ! ! !

Christ is Risen from the Dead.

Christ is risen from the dead
He is risen as He said!
Never, since the heavens rang
With the song angels sang
On the morning of His birth,
Had such gladness come to earth;
Quickly were the tidings spread:
Christ in risen from the dead!

Gone the garden agony,
Dreadful death of Calvary,
Gone the hours of hopeless gloom
While He lingered in the tomb;
Like the waking, did it seem,
From a terrifying dream
Now what rapturous joy instead:
Christ is risen from the dead!

Christian brothers, shout and sing
Death has lost its ancient sting!
Christ, the crucified before,
Is alive for ever more!
Grave, where is thy victory now?
See the light upon His brow!
Empty, see, the stony bed;
Christ is risen from the dead!

Heirs of glory, thru His grace,
Tears be dried from every face!
Be your hearts no longer sad,
On this Easter day be glad!
Faith and hope are not in vain
You are born to live again!
Every soul be comforted;
Christ is risen from the dead!

Written by Thomas O. Chisholm, 1866 - 1960.

Christ The Lord Is Risen Today . . . .

Christ the Lord Is Risen Today.
 
Christ the Lord is ris'n today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply, Alleluia!
Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!
Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Dying once He all doth save, Alleluia!
Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!

Love's redeeming work is done, Alleluia!
Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids Him rise, Alleluia!
Christ has opened paradise, Alleluia!
Soar we now where Christ has led, Alleluia!
Foll'wing our exalted Head, Alleluia!
Made like Him, like Him we rise, Alleluia!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven, Alleluia!
Praise to Thee by both be given, Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia!
Hail the Resurrection, thou, Alleluia!
King of glory, soul of bliss, Alleluia!
Everlasting life is this, Alleluia!
Thee to know, Thy power to prove, Alleluia!
Thus to sing, and thus to love, Alleluia!

Written by Charles Wesley 1707 - 1788.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

When We See Christ

When We See Christ

Often times the day seems long, our trials hard to bear,
We're tempted to complain, to mummer and despair;
But Christ will soon appear to catch His Bride away,
All tears forever over in God's eternal day.


Chorus
It will be worth it all when we see Jesus,
Life's trials will seem so small when we see Christ;
One glimpse of His dear face all sorrow will erase,
So bravely run the race till we see Christ.


Sometimes the sky looks dark with not a ray of light,
We're tossed and driven on, no human in sight;
But there is one in heaven who knows our deepest care,
Let Jesus solve your problems just go to Him in prayer.


Chorus
It will be worth it all when we see Jesus,
Life's trials will seem so small  when we see Christ;
One glimpse of His dear face all sorrow will erase,
So bravely run the race till we see Christ.


Life's day will soon be over, All storms forever past,
We'll cross the great divide to glory, Safe at last;
We'll share the joys of heaven a harp, a home, a crown,
The tempter will be banished, We'll lay our burden down.


Chorus
It will be worth it all when we see Jesus,
Life's trials will seem so small when we see Christ;
One glimpse of His dear face all sorrow will erase,
So bravely run the race till we see Christ.


Written by Ester Kerr Rusthoi 1909 - 1962.


I like this hymn because we can always turn to Jesus when we are going through trials and lay our burden down before him.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Why Not Now

Why Not Now

While we pray and while we plead, While you see your soul's deep need,
While your father calls you home, Will you not, my brother, come?

Chorus
Why not now? Why not now? Why not come to Jesus now?

You have wandered far away, Do not risk another day;
Do not turn from God your face, But today accept His grace.

Chorus
Why not now? Why not now? Why not come to Jesus now?

In the world you've failed to find, Aught of peace for troubled mind;
Come to Christ, on Him believe Peace and joy you shall receive.

Chorus
Why not now? Why not now? Why not come to Jesus now?

Come to Christ, confession make, Come to Christ and pardon me;
Trust in Him from day to day, He will keep you all the way.

Chorus Why not now? Why not now? Why not come to Jesus now?

Written by Daniel W. Whittle, 1840 - 1901.
I think this hymn shows how not to waste anymore time and delaying confession of your sins. May you believe and desire to follow Jesus all the day of your life.

I've Found a Friend

I've Found a Friend

I've found a Friend, O such a Friend! He lived me ere I knew Him;
He drew me with the cords of love, And thus He bound me to Him.
And round my heart still closely twine, Those ties which naught can sever,
For I am His and He is mine, Forever and forever.

I've found a Friend, O such a friend! He bled, He died to save me;
And not alone the gift of life, But His own self He gave me.
Naught that I have my own I call, I hold it for the Giver:
My heart, my strength, my life, my all are His and His forever.

I've found a Friend, O such a Friend! All power to Him is given.
To guard me on my onward course, And ring me safe to heaven.
The eternal glories gleam afar, To nerve my faint endeavor:
So now to watch, to work, to war, And then to rest forever.

I've found a Friend, O such a Friend! So kind and true and tender,
So whose a Counsellor and Guide, So mighty a Defender!
From Him who loves me now so well, What power my soul can sever?
Shall life or death or earth or hell? No I am his forever.

Written by James G. Small, 1817 - 1888.
I like this hymn, because it shows how you are so dedicated to God. I am glad that I am also His. I hope you are too.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Just As I Am

Just as I am, without one plea but that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,  O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, and waiting not to rid my soul of one dark blot,
To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, thou tossed about with many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fighting and fear within, without, O lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, Thou wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe, O lamb of God, I come! I come!

Written by Daniel W. Whittle 1840 - 1901
I really like this hymn because no matter how much you are sinning God will cleanse you.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

The Fight Is On

The Fight is On

The fight is on the trumpet sound is ringing out, The cry "To arms" is heard afar and near; The Lord of hosts is marching on to victory, The triumph of the Christ will soon appear.

Chorus
The fight is on, O Christian soldier, And face to face in stern array,  With armor gleaming and colors streaming, The right and wrong engage today! The fight is on, but be not weary, Be strong and in His might hold fast; If God be for us, His banner o'er us, We'll sing the victor's song at last!

The Fight is on arouse, ye soldiers brave and true! Jehovah leads, and vict'ry will assure; Go buckle on the armor God has given you, And in His strength unto the end endure.

Chorus
The fight is on, O Christian soldier,And face to face in stern array, With armor gleaming and colors streaming, The right and wrong engage today! The fight is on, but be not weary, Be strong and in His might hold fast; if God be for us, His banner o'er us, We'll sing the victor's song at last!

The Lord is leading on to certain victory, The bow of promise spans the eastern sky; His glorious name in ev'ry land shall honored be, the morn will break the dawn of peace is nigh.

Chorus
The fight is on, O Christian soldier, and face to face in stern array, With armor gleaming and colors streaming, The right and wrong engage today! The fight is on, but be not weary, Be strong and in His might hold fast; If God be for us, His banner o'er us, We'll sing the victor's song at last!


Written by Lelia N. Morris, 1862 - 1929. I really like this song because we have God who is with us to the end. It is a catchy marching tune.

Meet Me There

Meet Me There

On the happy, golden shore, Where the faithful part no more, When the storms of life are o'er, Meet me there; where the night dissolves away, Into pure and perfect day, I am gong home to stay; Meet me there.

Chorus
Meet me there, Meet me there, Where the tree of life is blooming, Meet me there; When the storms of life are o'er, On the happy golden shore, Where the faithful part no more, Meet me there.

Here our fondest hopes are vain, Dearest links are rent in twain, But in heaven no throb of pain, Meet me there; By the river sparkling bright in the city of delight, Where our faith is lost in sight, meet me there.

Chorus
Meet me there, Meet me there, Where the tree of life is blooming, meet me there; When the storms of life are o'er. On the happy golden shore, Where the faithful part on more, Meet me there.

Where the harps of angels ring, And the blest forever sing, in the palace of the King, Meet me there; Where in sweet communion blend with heart and friend with friend, In a world that never shall end, Meet me there.

Chorus
Meet me there, Meet me there, Where the tree of life is blooming, Meet me there; When the storms of life are o'er, On the happy, golden shore, here the faithful part me more, Meet me there.

Written by
 Fan­ny Cros­by, 1885. Some hymn­als show the au­thor as Hen­ri­et­ta Blair, one of Fan­ny’s pseudonyms.


“The rich and poor meet together: the Lord is the maker of them all.” Proverbs 22:2

I also hope to meet you all there.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Is My Name Writen There?

Is My Name Written There?

Lord, I care not  for riches, neither silver nor gold I would make sure of heaven I would enter the fold. In the book of Thy kingdom with its pages so fair, tell me, Jesus, my Savior, is my name written there?

Refrain
Is my name written there; On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?

Lord, my sins they are many, like the sands of the sea, But thy blood, O my Savior, is sufficient for me; For Thy promise is written in bright letters that glow; "Tho your sins be as scarlet, I will make them like snow."

Refrain
Is my name written there, On the pages white and fair? In the Book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?

O that beautiful city with its mansions of light, With its glorified beings in pure garments of white; Where no evil thing cometh despoil what is fair, Where the angels are watching yes, my name's written there.

Refrain
Yes, my  name's written there On the page white and fair; In the book of Thy kingdom, Yes, my name's written there?

Mary A. Kidder 1820-1905

Is your name found in the Book of Life? The Lord has made it so for me and I hope for you too.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

A Soldier of the Cross

Am I a Soldier of the Cross?


Am I a soldier of the cross? A follower of the Lamb?

And shall I fear to own His cause Or blush to speak His name?

Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize And sailed thur bloody seas?

Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God?

Sure I fight if I would reign in crease my courage, Lord! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word.

This song was written by Thomas A. Arne. 1710 - 1778
I like this song because it shows how we can be supported by God through our trials.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Constantly Abiding

Constantly Abiding

There's a peace in my heart that the world never gave,
A peace it can not take away;
Tho the trials of life may surround like a cloud
I've a peace that has come there to stay!

Chorus
Constantly abiding Jesus is mine;
Constantly abiding rapture divine!
He never leaves me lonely whispers O so kind,
"I will never leave thee!" Jesus is mine.

All the world seemed to sing of a Savior and King
When peace sweetly came to my heart;
Troubles all fled away and my night turned to day Blessed Jesus,
How glorious Thou art!

Chorus
Constantly abiding Jesus in mine;
Constantly abiding rapture divine!
He never leaves me lonely whispers O so kind,
"I will never leave thee!" Jesus is mine.

This treasure I have in a temple of clay
While here on His footstool I roam;
But He's coming to take me, some glorious day,
Over there to my heavenly home!

Chorus
Constantly abiding Jesus is mine;
Constantly abiding rapture divine!
He never leaves me lonely whispers O so kind,
"I will never leave thee!" Jesus is mine.



Constantly Abiding was written by Anne S. Murphy.
I found the song in a study we where reading called Changed into His Image.