Author: admin

Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus,
Hail, Thou Galilean King!
Thou didst suffer to release us,
Thou didst free salvation bring.
Hail, Thou agonising Saviour,
Bearer of our sin and shame;
By Thy merits we find favour,
Life is given through Thy name.

Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins on Thee were laid.
With almighty love anointed
Thou hast full atonement made.
All Thy people are forgiven
Through the virtue of Thy blood:
Opened is the gate of heaven,
Man is reconciled to God.

Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
There forever to abide;
All the heavenly hosts adore Thee,
Seated at Thy Father’s side:
There for sinners Thou art pleading,
There Thou dost our place prepare,
Ever for us interceding,
Till in glory we appear.

Worship, honour, power, and blessing
Thou art worthy to receive:
Loudest praises, without ceasing,
Right it is for us to give:
Come, O mighty Holy Spirit,
As our hearts and hands we raise,
Help us sing our Saviour’s merits,
Help us sing Immanuel’s praise

They tell me of a land so fair,
unseen by mortal eyes,
where spring in fadeless beauty blooms,
beneath unclouded skies.

“eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard,
neither hath it entered into the heart of man,
the things which god hath prepared for them,
prepared for them that love him.”

they tell me of a land so fair,
where all is light and song,
where angel choirs their anthems join
with yonder blood-washed throng.

no radiant beams from sun or moon
adorn that land so fair,
for he who sits upon the throne
shines forth resplendent there.

o land of light and love and joy,
where comes no night of care,
what will our song of triumph be
when we shall enter there!

Come all ye weary and ye broken
come to the table of the lord
come sing the song of the forgiven
come lay your burden on the word

come and find peace
everyone needs a little rest
everyone needs a little joy
and a song to sing in the darkest night

and life even when it gets you down
hope will turn it all around
but love is the greatest of these
everyone needs a little

sing all ye saints and ye sinners
call upon the mercy of the lord
come sing the song of redemption
sing about the hope that is to come

come and find peace
everyone needs a little rest
everyone needs a little joy
and a song to sing in the darkest night

and life even when it gets you down
hope will turn it all around
but love is the greatest of these
everyone needs a little

he will lift you up
he will lift you up higher than sorrow
he will lift you up
and cover your soul with healing

come and find peace
everyone needs a little rest
everyone needs a little joy
and a song to sing in the darkest night

and life even when it gets you down
hope will turn it all around
but love is the greatest of these
everyone needs a little

everyone needs a little rest
everyone needs a little joy
and a song to sing in the darkest night
and life even when it gets you down
hope will turn it all around
but love is the greatest of these
everyone needs a little
everyone needs a little
everyone needs a little

Every morning the red sun
rises warm and bright;
but the evening cometh on,
and the dark, cold night.
there’s a bright land far away,
where ’tis never-ending day.

every spring the sweet young flowers
open bright and gay,
till the chilly autumn hours
wither them away.
there’s a land we have not seen,
where the trees are always green.

little birds sing songs of praise
all the summer long,
but in colder, shorter days
they forget their song.
there’s a place where angels sing
ceaseless praises to their king.

christ our lord is ever near
those who follow him;
but we cannot see him here,
for our eyes are dim;
there is a most happy place,
where men always see his face.

who shall go to that bright land
all who do the right:
holy children there shall stand
in their robes of white;
for that heav’n, so bright and blest,
is our everlasting rest.

“Everlasting life!” is the promise giv’n unto them
who love the savior dear.
“everlasting life!” and a home in heav’n,
if you will believe his name.

then believe him! o receive him!
blessèd savior, kingly favor.
give him ever best endeavor,
for with him is everlasting life!

“everlasting life!” shout it far and wide,
blessèd tidings of salvation free.
“everlasting life!” thro’ his blood applied,
to the sinner in his woe.

“everlasting life!” there is naught to do but to take
the words he gives you now.
“everlasting life!” precious gift for you,
thro’ the savior crucified.

Evening and morning, sunset and dawning,
wealth, peace and gladness, comfort in sadness,
these are thy works; all the glory be thine!
times without number, awake or in slumber,
thine eye observes us, from danger preserves us,
causing thy mercy upon us to shine.

father, o hear me, pardon and spare me;
calm all my terrors, blot out my errors,
that by thine eyes they may no more be scanned.
order my goings, direct all my doings;
as it may please thee retain or release me;
all i commit to thy fatherly hand.

Eternal light! eternal light!
how pure the soul must be
when, placed within thy searching sight,
it shrinks not, but with calm delight
can live, and look on thee!

the spirits that surround thy throne
may bear the burning bliss;
but that is surely theirs alone,
since they have never, never known
a fallen world like this.

o how shall i, whose native sphere
is dark, whose mind is dim,
before the ineffable appear,
and on my naked spirit bear
that uncreated beam

there is a way for man to rise
to that sublime abode:
an offering and a sacrifice,
a holy spirit’s energies,
an advocate with god.

these, these prepare us for the sight
of holiness above;
the sons of ignorance and night,
may dwell in the eternal light,
through the eternal love.

Eternal glory of the sky,
blest hope of frail humanity,
the father’s sole begotten one,
yet born a spotless virgin’s son!

uplift us with thine arm of might,
and let our hearts rise pure and bright,
and, ardent in god’s praises, pay
the thanks we owe him every day.

the day-star’s rays are glittering clear,
and tell that day itself is near:
the shadows of the night depart;
thou, holy light, illume the heart!

within our senses ever dwell,
and worldly darkness thence expel;
long as the days of life endure,
preserve our souls devout and pure.

the faith that first must be possessed,
root deep within our inmost breast;
and joyous hope in second place,
then charity, thy greatest grace.

all laud to god the father be,
all praise, eternal son, to thee;
all glory, as is ever meet,
to god the holy paraclete.

with a strong and glad endeavor
let us rally round the cross,
one in heart and zeal forever
seek to save the world from loss.
in no scant and stinted measure
be our wealth and service giv’n;
let no love of ease or pleasure
hedge to one the way to heav’n.

in the joy of love’s communion,
finding motive and reward;
strong in purpose, strong in union,
as an army of the lord,
let us on to fight our battles
in the heav’nly master’s name,
though the thunder rolls and rattles,
though the sheeted lightnings flame.

when i come to the end of the long, long road,
the shadows will flee away,
and i’ll stand in the glorious light of god,
where dwelleth eternal day.

when i come to the end, the end of the road,
to the land of eternity,
when i come to the end of life’s long road,
the face of my lord i’ll see.

looking back o’er the years that were hard and drear,
the hand of the christ i’ll see;
while my heart will go forth with a song of praise,
because of his love for me.

when i come to the end of the long, long road,
and trials will all be past,
i shall look in the face of my dearest friend,
safe home in his heav’n at last.