Hymns

 

 

 

 

 

 

A MIGHTY FORTRESS IS OUR GOD


A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing:
Our Helper He, amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work his woe
His craft and power are great,
And armed with cruel hate
On earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be losing.
Were not the right Man on our side,
The Man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He!
Lord Sabaoth is His name,
From age to age the same:
And He must win the battle.

And though this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear; for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us.
Let goods and kindred go,
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill:
God's truth abideth still,
His kingdom is for ever.

 

ASLEEP IN JESUS!


Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep,
From which none ever wake to weep;
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.

Asleep in Jesus! 0 how sweet
To be for such a slumber meet!
With holy confidence to rest
In hope of being ever blest.

Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest,
Whose waking is supremely blest;
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.

 

ABIDE  WITH ME


Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day'
Earth's joys grow di,m, its glories pass a~ay; Change and decay In all around I see;
o Thou, who changest not, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
"Is have no weight, and tears no bitterness;
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still if Thou abide with me.

Ho!d Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies'
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadow~ flee
In life, in death, 0 Lord, abide with me.

 

AMAZING GRACE


Amazing grace! how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found
-Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!

Thro' many dangers, toils and snares:
I have already come;
'Tis grace has brought me--safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

And when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease'
I shall possess within the ~eil
A life of joy and peace.

When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun, '
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Then when we'd first begun.

 

ALL THE WAY


All the way my Saviour leads me; What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy, who through life has been my guide?
Heavenly peace, divinest comfort, here by faith in Him to dwell;
For I know whate' er befall me, Jesus doeth all things we";
For I know whate'er befall me, Jesus doeth all things we".

All the way my Saviour leads me; Cheers each winding path I tread;
Gives me grace for every trial, feeds me with the living bread;
Though my weary steps may falter, and my soul a-thirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me, 10, a spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the Rock before me, 10, a spring of joy I see.

All the way my Saviour leads me; 0 the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised in my Father's house above:
When I wake to life immortal, wing my flight to realms of day,
This my song through endless ages, Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages, Jesus led me all the way.

 

BAT TLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC


Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword,
His truth is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat;
o be swift, my soul, to answer HIM! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

CHORUS
Glory! glory! Hallelujah Glory! glory! Hallelujah!
Glory glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.


BEYOND THE SUNSET


Beyond the sunset, 0 blissful morning,
When with our Saviour heav'n is begun.
Earth's toiling ended, 0 glorious dawning;
Beyond the sunset, when day is done.

Beyond the sunset no clouds will gather,
No storms will threaten, no fears annoy;
o day of gladness, 0 day unending,
Beyond the sunset, eternal joy!

Beyond the sunset a hand will guide me
To God, the Father, whom I adore;
His glorious presence, His words of welcome,
Will be my portion on that fair shore.

Beyond the'sunset, 0 glad reunion,
With our dear loved ones who've gone before;
In that fair homeland we'll know no parting,
Beyond the sunset for evermore!

 

BLEST BE THE TIE


Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love!
The fellowship of kindred minds is like to that above.

Before our Father's throne we pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, our comforts, and our cares.

We share our mutual woes, our mutual burdens bear,
And often for each other flows the sympathizing tear.

When we asunder part, it gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart, and hope to meet again.

 

BLESSED ASSURANCE, JESUS IS MINE!


Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
0, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight.
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

CHORUS
This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Saviour all the day long.
This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Saviour all the day long.

Perfect submission, all is at rest,
in my Saviour am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness lost in His love.

 

BREATHE ON ME, BREATH OF GOD


Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Fill me with life anew,
That I may love what thou dost love,
And do what thou wouldst do.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Until my heart is pure;
Until my will is one with thine
To do and to endure.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Till I am wholly thine;
Until this earthly part of me
Glows with thy fire divine.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
So shall I never die,
But live with thee the perfect life
Of thine eternity.



BRIGHTEN THE CORNER WHERE YOU ARE


Do not wait until some deed of greatness you may do,
Do not wait to shed your light afar,
To the many duties ever near you now be true,
Brighten the corner where you are.

Just above are clouded skies that you may help to clear,
Let not narrow self your way debar,
Tho' into one he'art alone may fall your song of cheer,
Brighten the corner where you are.

Here for all your talent you may surely find a need,
Here reflect the Bright and Morning Star,
Even from your humble hand the bread of life may feed,
Brighten the corner where you are.

CHORUS
Brighten the corner where you are!
Brighten the corner where you are!
Someone far from harbour you may guide across the bar,
Brighten the corner where you are.


COME, YE DISCONSOLATE


Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish;
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel; .
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
"Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure."

Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast of love -come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove.

 

CHURCH IN THE WILDWOOD


There's a church in the valley by the wildwood,
No lovelier spot in the dale;
No place is so dear to my childhood,
As the little brown church in the vale.

How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning,
To list to the clear ringing bell;
Its tones so sweetly are calling,
Oh, come to the church in the vale.

From the church in the valley by the wildwood,
When day fades away into night,
I would fain from this spot of my childhood
Wing my way to the mansions of light.

CHORUS
Come to the church in the wildwood"
Oh, come to the church in the vale;
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.


COME, WE THAT LOVE THE LORD


Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne,
And thus surround the throne

Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly
King, But children of the heavenly King,
May speak their joys abroad,
May speak their joys abroad.

The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets,
Or walk the golden streets.

Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high,
To fairer worlds on high.

CHORUS
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion;
The beautiful city of God.


DOES JESUS CARE?


Does Jesus care when my heart is pained
Too deeply for mirth and song;
As the burdens press, and the cares distress,
And the way grows weary and long?

Does Jesus care when I've tried and failed
To resist some temptation strong;
When for my deep grief I find no relief,
Tho' my tears flow all the night long?

Does Jesus care when I've said "good-by"
To the dearest on earth to me,
And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks
-Is it aught to Him? Does He see?

CHORUS
Oh, yes, He cares; I know He cares,
His heart is touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Saviour cares.


FACE TO FACE WITH CHRIST MY SAVIOUR


Face to face with Christ my Saviour,
Face to face, what will it be,
When with rapture I behold Him,
Jesus Christ, who died for me'?

What rejoicing in His presence,
When are banished grief and pain;
When the crooked ways are straightened,
And the dark things shall be plain!

Face to face! oh, blissful moment!
Face to face-to see and know;
Face to face with my Redeemer,
Jesus Christ, who loves me so.

CHORUS
Face to face shall I behold Him,
Far beyond the starry sky;
Face to face in all His glory,
I shall see Him by and by.


FAITH OF OUR FATHERS


Faith of our fathers! living still
In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword,
o how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene'er we hear that glorious word.

Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.

Our fathers, chained in prisons dark,
Were still in heart and conscience free;
How sweet would be their children's fate,
If they, like them, could die for Thee!

Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.

Faith of our fathers! we will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife,
And preach Thee, too, as love knows how,
By kindly words and virtuous life.

Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.

 

FOR ALL THE SAINTS WHO FROM THEIR LABORS REST


For all the saints who from their labors rest,
Who Thee by faith before the world confest,
Thy name, 0 Jesus, be forever blest.
AI -Ie -lu -ia! AI -Ie -lu -ia!

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.
AI -Ie -lu -ia! AI -Ie -lu -ia!

But, 10, there breaks a yet more glorious day;
The saints triumphant rise in bright array;
The King of Glory passes on His way.
AI -Ie -lu -ia! AI -Ie -lu -ia!
A-men.

FOREVER WITH THE LORD


Forever with the Lord!
Amen, so let it be;
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis immortality.
Here in the body pent,
Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.

My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul; how near
At times to faith's foreseeing eye
Thy golden gates appear!
Ah, then my spirit faints
To reach the land I love;
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.

I hear at morn and even,
At noon and midnight hour-
The choral harmonies of heaven
Earth's Babel-tongues o'erpower-
That resurrection word,
That shout of victory,
Once more: "Forever with the Lord!"
Amen, so let it be!

GENTLE JESUS

 

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, look upon a little child;
Pity my simplicity, suffer me to come to Thee.

Lamb of God, I look to Thee: Thou shalt my example be;
Thou art gentle, meek and mild; Thou wast once a little child.

Fain I would be as Thou art; give me Thy obedient heart.
Thou art pitiful and kind, let me have Thy loving mind.

Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb, in Thy gracious hands I am:
Make me, Saviour, what Thou art; live Thyself within my heart.

 

GOD BE WITH YOU


God be with you till we meet again;
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
'Neath His wings protecting hide you,
Daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
When life's perils thick confound you,
Put His arms unfailing round you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
Keep love's banner floating o'er you,
Smite death's threatening wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again.

CHORUS
Till we meet, ... till we meet,  Till we meet at Jesus' feet,
Till we meet, ... till we meet,  God be with you till we meet again.

 

GOD WHO MADEST EARTH AND HEAVEN


God, that madest earth and heaven,
Darkness and light;
Who the day for toil hast given,
For the rest the night;
May thine angel-guards defend us,
Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,
Holy dreams and hopes attend us,
This livelong night
Guard us waking, guard us sleeping,
And, when we die,
May we in thy mighty keeping
All peaceful lie:
When the last dread call shall wake us,
Do not thou our God forsake us,
But to reign in glory take us
With thee on high.

Amen

 

GUIDE ME, 0 THOU GREAT JEHOVAH


Guide me, 0 Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing stream doth flow.
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through;
Strong Deliverer,
Be Thou still my strength and shield.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's Destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side;
Songs of praises ,
I will ever give to Thee.

 

GOD WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU


Be not dismayed whate'er betide, God will take care of you;
Beneath His wings of love abide, God will take care of you.

Thro' days of toil when heart doth fail, God will take care of you;
When dangers fierce your path assail, God will take care of you.

No matter what may be the test,God will take care of you;
Lean, weary one, upon His breast, God will take care of you.

CHORUS
God will take care of you, thro' every day, o'er all the way;
He will take care of you, God will take care of you.


HE LEADETH ME


He leadeth me! 0 blessed thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
Whate'er I do, where'er I be
Still 'tis God's hand that le~deth me.

Lord, I would clasp my hand in Thine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, what ever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.

And when my task on earth is done,
When, by Thy grace, the victory's won,
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.

CHORUS

He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.


HOLY HOLY HOLY!


Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty,
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity!

Holy, Holy, Holy! all the saints adore thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,
Which wert, and art and evermore shalt be.

Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty!
All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty,
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity!

 

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,
To you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled,
To you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled.

"When through fiery trial thy pathway 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,
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

 

HOW GREAT THOU ART


O lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed.

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden glady bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

CHORUS
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou Art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou Art!


I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY


I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love;
I love to tell the story, because I know 'tis true;
It satisfies my longing as nothing else can do.

I love to tell the story; for those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest;
And when in scenes of glory I sing the new, new song,
'Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.

CHORUS
I love to tell the story; ITwill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and his love.


I COME TO THE GARDEN ALONE 

 

I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses;
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
The Son of God discloses.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing;
And the melody that He gave to me,
Within my heart is ringing.

I'd stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling.

CHORUS
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own,
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.


I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES


I know that my Redeemer lives;
O the sweet joy this sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my everliving Head.

He lives to bless me with his love,
And still he pleads for me above;
He lives to raise me from the grave,
And me eternally to save.

He lives, my kind, wise, constant Friend;
Who still will keep me to the end;
He lives, and while he lives I'll sing,
Jesus, my Prophet, priest, and King.

He lives my mansion to prepare,
And he will bring me safely there;
He lives, all glory to his Name,
Jesus, unchangeably the same. Amen.

 

I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR


I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.

I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is vain.

I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;
O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son.

CHORUS
I need Thee, 0 I need Thee! Every hour I need Thee;
O bless me now, my Saviour! I come to Thee.


JESUS BIDS US SHINE


Jesus bids us shine, with a clear, pure light,
Like a little candle burning in the night;
In this world of darkness we must shine,
You in your small corner, and I in mine.

Jesus bids us shine, first of all for Him;
Well He sees and knows it if our light is dim;
He looks down from heaven, sees us shine,
You in your small corner, and I in mine.

Jesus bids us shine, then, for all around
Many kinds of darkness in this world abound
­Sin, and want, and sorrow: we must shine,
You in your small corner, and I in mine.

 

JESUS, SAVIOUR, PILOT ME


Jesus, Saviour, pilot me over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll, hiding rock and treacherous shoal;
Chart and compass come from Thee; Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.

As a mother stills her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boisterous waves obey Thy will when Thou sayest to them,"Be still."
Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.

When at last I near the shore, and the fearful breakers roar
'Twixt me and the peaceful rest, then, while leaning on Thy breast,
May I hear Thee say to me, "Fear not, I will pilot thee."

 

JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL


Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the billows near me roll, while the tempest still is high;
Hide me, 0 my Saviour, hide! Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide, 0 receive my soul at last!

Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, 0 leave me not alone! Still support and comfort me;
All my trust on Thee is stayed, all my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head with the shadow of Thy wing.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found -grace to pardon all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound, make and keep me pure within;
Thou of life the Fountain art, freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity.

 

JESUS, KEEP ME NEAR THE CROSS


Jesus, keep me near the cross;
There a precious fountain
Free to all, a healing stream,
Flows from Calvary's mountain.

Near the cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the bright and Morning Star
Sheds its beams around me.

Near the cross I'll watch and wait,
Hoping, trusting ever,
Till I reach the golden strand,
Just beyond the river.

CHORUS
In the cross, In the cross, Be my glory ever,
Till my raptured soul shall find, Rest beyond the river.

 

JESUS CALLS US


Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult
Of our life's wild, restless sea,
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, "Christian, follow Me."

In our joys and in our sorrows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,
"Christian, love Me more than these."

Jesus calls us! By Thy mercies,
Saviour, may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thy obedience,
Serve and love Thee best of all.

 

JESUS LOVES ME


Jesus loves me! this I know, for the Bible tells me so;
Little ones to Him belong; they are weak, but He is strong.

Jesus loves me! He who died, heaven's gate to open wide;
He will wash away my sin, let His little child come in.

Jesus loves me! He will stay close beside me a" the way;
Thou hast bled and died for me, I wi" henceforth live for Thee.

CHORUS
Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me! The Bible tells me so.

 

JOYFUL, JOYFUL, WE ADORE THEE


Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flow'rs before Thee, hail Thee as the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day!

Thou are giving and forgiving, ever blessing, ever blest,
Well-spring of the joy of living, ocean-depth of happy rest!
Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, a" who live in love are Thine:
Teach us how to love each other, lift us to the Joy Divine.

Mortals, join the mighty chorus which the morning stars began;
Father-love is reigning o'er us, brother-love binds man to man.
Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife;
Joyful music lifts us sunward in the triumph song of life.

 

JUST AS I AM


Just as I am -without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, 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!

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

Just as I am-Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down:
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come!

 

JUST A CLOSER WALK WITH THEE


I am weak but Thou art strong; Jesus, keep me from all wrong;
I'll be satisfied as long as I walk, let me walk close to Thee.

Thro' this world of toil and snares, if I falter Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.

When my feeble life is o'er, time for me will be no more;
Guide me gently, safely o'er to
Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.

CHORUS
Just a closer walk with Thee, grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily walking close to Thee, let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

 

LEAD KINDLY LIGHT


Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, lead Thou me on;
The night is dark, and I am far from home; lead Thou me on;
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou shouldest lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead Thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years.

So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till the night is gone;
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost a while.

 

LEANING ON THE EVERLASTING ARMS


What a fellowship, what a joy divine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,

Leaning on the everlasting arms.
O how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way,
Leaning on the everlasting arms. 
O how bright the path grows from day to day,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

 What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
Leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

CHORUS
Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms,
Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.

 

MY FAITH LOOKS UP TO THEE


My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine;
Now hear me while I pray,
Take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day
Be wholly Thine.

May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire.

While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my Guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away.
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside.

 

NEARER, MY GOD TO THEE


Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
E' en though it be a cross that raiseth me!
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.

Though like a wanderer, daylight all gone,
Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.

There let the way appear, steps up to heaven;
All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given;
Angels to beckon me nearer, my God tO,Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.

Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

 

O GOD, OUR HELP


 O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast, and our eternal home!

Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone, and our defense is sure.

A thousand ages, in Thy sight, are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night, before the rising sun.

o God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come;
Be Thou our guide while life shall last, and our eternal home!

 

O LOVE THAT WILT NOT LET ME GO


O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life l owe,
That in Thine ocean depth its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day

May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee;
I lay in dust life's glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

 

ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS!


Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus gOing on before.
Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe;
Forward into battle, see, His banners go!

At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee;
On then Christian soldiers, on to victory!
Heil's fo~ndations quiver at the shout of praise; .
Brothers, lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.

Crowns and thrones have perished, kingdoms ruled and waned,
But the church of Jesus constant has remained.
Gates of hell can never 'gainst that church preva!l;
We have Christ's own promise, that can never fall.

Onward, then ye people! Join our happy throng,
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song;
Glory, praise, and honor unto Christ the King,.
This through countless ages men and angels smg.

CHORUS
Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.

 

O THAT WILL BE GLORY


When all my labours and trials are o'er,
And I am safe on that beautiful shore,
Just to be near the dear Lord I adore,
Will through the ages be glory for me.

When, by the gift of His infinite grace,
I am accorded in heaven a place,
Just to be there and to look on His face,
Will through the ages be glory for me.

Friends will be there I have loved long ago;
Joy like a river around me wi.II flow,
Yet, just a smile from my SaViour, I know,
Will through the ages be glory for me.

CHORUS
O that will be glory for me,
Glory for me;glory for me;
When by His grace I shall look on His face,
That will be glory, be glory for me.

 

PASS ME NOT, O GENTLE SAVIOUR


Pass me not, 0 gentle Saviour, hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling, do not pass me by.

Let me at Thy throne of mercy find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition, help my unbelief.

Trusting only in Thy merit, would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit, save me by Thy grace.

Thou the spring of all my comfort, more than life to me;
Whom have I on earth beside Thee? Whom in heaven but Thee?

CHORUS
Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry,
While on others Thou art calling, do not pass me by.

 

PEACE! PERFECT PEACE!


Peace! perfect peace! in this dark world of sin?
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within'.

Peace! perfect peace! with sorrow surging round?
On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found.

Peace! perfect peace! with loved ones far away?
In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they.

Peace! perfect peace! death shadowing us and ours?
Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers.

It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall cease,
And Jesus calls us to heaven's perfect peace.

 

ROCK OF AGES


Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood, from Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure, cleanse me from its guilt and power.

Not the labors of my hands can fulfill Thy law's demands;
Could my zeal no respite know, could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring, simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress, helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly; wash me, Saviour, or I die.

When my pilgrimage I close, victor o'er the last of foes,
When I soar to worlds unknown, see Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in Thee.

 

SAFE IN THE ARMS OF JESUS


Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast­-
Here by His love o'er shaded, sweetly my soul doth rest.
Hark! tis the voice of angels, borne in a song to me,
Over the fields of glory, over the crystal sea.

Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe from corroding care;|
Safe from the world's temptations, sin cannot harm me there.
Free from the blight of sorrow, free from my doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials, only a few more tears.

Jesus, my heart's dear refuge, Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages, ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience, wait till the night is o'er;
Wait till I see the morning break on the golden shore.

CHORUS
Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast­
Here by His love o'er shaded, sweetly my soul doth rest.

 

SHALL WE GATHER ATTHE RIVER


Shall we gather at the river where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever flowing by the throne of God?

Ere we reach the shining river, lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver, and provide a robe and crown.

Soon we'n reach the shining river, soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver with the melody of peace.

CHORUS
Yes, we'll gather at the river, the beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river that flows by the throne of God.

 

SOME DAY THE SILVER CORD WILL BREAK


Someday the silver cord will break, and I no more as now shall sing;
But, 0, the joy when I shall wake within the palace of the King!

Someday my earthly house will fall, I cannot tell how soon 'twill be,
But this I know-my all in all has now a place in heaven for me.

Someday, when fades the golden sun beneath the rosy tinted west,
My blessed Lord will say, "Well done!" and I shall enter into rest.

CHORUS
And I shall see Him face to face, and tell the story-saved by grace;
And I shall see Him face to face, and tell the story-saved by grace.

 

SOFTLY AND TENDERLY JESUS IS CALLING


Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling-
Calling for you and for me;
Patiently Jesus is waiting and watching­-
Watching for you and for me!

Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading-
­Pleading for you and for me?
Why should we linger and heed not his mercies­-
Mercies for you and for me!

o for the wonderful love he has promised­-
Promised for you and for me!
Though we have sinned he has mercy and pardon­-
Pardon for you and for me!

CHORUS
Come home! Come home! Ye who are weary, Come home!
Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling-Calling, 0 sinner, come home.

 

STAND UP! STAND UP FOR JESUS!


Stand up! stand up for Jesus! ye soldiers of the cross;
Lift high His royal banner, it must not suffer loss;
From victory unto victory, His army shall He lead,
Till every foe is vanquished, and Christ is Lord indeed.

Stand up! stand up for Jesus! the trumpet call obey;
Forth to the mighty conflict, in this His glorious day.
Ye that are men now serve Him against unnumbered foes;
Let courage rise with danger, and strength to strength oppose.

Stand up! stand up for Jesus! stand in His strength alone;
The arm of flesh will fail you; ye dare not trust your own.
Put on the gospel armor, and, watching unto prayer,
Where duty calls, or danger, be never wanting there.

Stand up! Stand up for Jesus! the strife will not be long;
This day the noise of battle, the next the victor's song.
To him that overcometh, a crown of life shall be;
He with the King of glory shall reign eternally.

 

SUN OF MY SOUL THOU SAVIOUR DEAR


Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near;
O may no earthborn cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.

When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
For ever on my Saviour's breast.

Watch by the sick, enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store;
Be every mourner's sleep to-night,
Like mfant's slumbers, pure and light.

Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere through the world our way we take
Till in the ocean of Thy love 
We lose ourselves in heaven above.

 

SWEET HOUR OF PRAYER


Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me, at my Father's throne,
Make all my wants and wishes known!
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter's snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His word, and trust His grace,
I'll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for Thee, sweet hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share
Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height
I view my home and take my flight.
In my immortal flesh I'll rise
To seize the everlasting prize.
And shout while passing through the air,
"Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!"

 

SWEET BY AND BY


There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare us a dwelling place there.

We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blest,
And our spirts shall sorrow no more,
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.

To our bountiful Father above,
We will offer a tribute of praise,
For the glorious gift of His love,
And the blessings that hallow our days.

CHORUS
In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore.

 

TAKE MY HAND PRECIOUS LORD


When my way groweth drear, precious Lord linger near,
When my life is almost gone;
Hear my cry, hear my call, hold my hand lest I fall;
Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.

When the shadows appear, and the night draweth near,
And the day is past and gone;
At the river I stand, guide my feet, hold my hand;
Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home.

CHORUS
Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand,
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn;
Thru the storm, thru the night, lead me on to the light;
Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.

 

THE KING OF LOVE MY SHEPHERD IS


The King of love my Shepherd is,
Whose goodness faileth never
I nothing lack if I am His,
And He is mine forever.

Where streams of living water flow
My ransomed soul He leadeth,
And, where the verdant pastures grow,
With food celestial feedeth.

Perverse and foolish, oft I strayed,
But yet in love He sought me,
And on His shoulder gently laid,
And home, rejoicing, brought me.

And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd! I would sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forever.

 

THE LORD'S MY SHEPHERD


The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want,
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; he leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

My soul he doth restore again;
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
Even for his own Name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear none ill;
For thou art with me; and thy rod
And staff me comfort stilL

My table thou hast furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God's house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.

 

THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

 

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame,
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me,
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above,
To bear it to dark Calvary.

In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see;
For t'was on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true,
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He'll call me someday to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I'll share.

CHORUS
So /'11 cherish the old rugged cross, till my trophies at last / lay down;
/ will cling to the old rugged cross, and exchange it someday for a crown.

 

THE STRIFE IS O'ER


Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
The strife is o'er, the battle done'
Now is the Victor's triumph won;
O let the song of praise be sung.
Alleluia!

Death's mightiest powers have done their worst,
And Jesus hath his foes dispersed;
Let shouts of praise and joy outburst.
Alleluia!

On the third morn he rose again,
Glorious in majesty to reign;
O let us swell the joyful strain.
Alleluia!

Lord, by the stripes which wounded thee,
From death's dread sting thyservents free,
That we may live, and sing to thee.
Alleluia! Amen.

 

THERE IS NO NIGHT THERE


In the land of fadeless day lies "the city four-square;"
It shall never pass away, and there is "no night there.

 All the gates of pearl are made, in "the city four-square;"
All the streets with gold are laid, and there is "no night there."

And the gates shall never close to "the city foursquare;"
There life's crystal river flows, and there is "no night there."

There they need no sunshine bright, in "that city foursquare,"
For the Lamb is all the light, and there is "no night there."

CHORUS
God shall "wipe away all tears;" There's no death, no pain, nor fears;
And they count not time by years, for there is /lno night there./I

 

THROW OUT THE LIFE LINE


Throw out the life line across the dark wave,
There is a brother whom someone should save;
Somebody's brother oh, who then will dare
To throw out the life line, his peril to share?

Throw out the life line to danger-fraught men,
Sinking in anguish where you've never been;
Winds of temptation and billows of woe
Will soon hurl them out where the dark waters flow.

Soon will the season of rescue be o'er,
Soon will they drift to eternity's shore;
Haste, then, my brother, no time for delay,
But throw out the life line and save them today.

CHORUS
Throw out the life line! Throw out the life line!
Someone is drifting away!
Throw out the life line! Throw out the life line!
Someone is sinking today.

 

WHEN HE COMETH


When He cometh, when He cometh to make up His jewels,
All His jewels, precious jewels, His loved and His own,

He will gather, He will gather the gems for His kingdom,
All the pure ones, all the bright ones, His loved and his own.

Little children, little children who love their Redeemer,
Are the jewels, precious jewels, His loved and His own.

CHORUS
Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning
They shall shine in their beauty, bright gems for His crown.

 

UNDER HIS WINGS


Under His wings I am safely abiding;
Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him; I know He will keep me;
He has redeemed me, and I am His child.

Under His wings, what a refuge in sorrow!
How the heart yearningly turns to His rest!
Often when earth has no balm for my healing,
There I find comfort, and there I am blest.

Under His wings, 0 what precious enjoyment!
There will I hide till life's trials are o'er;
Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me;
Resting in Jesus I'm safe ever more.

CHORUS
Under His wings, under His wings, who from His love can sever?
Under His wings, my soul shall abide, safely abide forever.

 

 UNTO THE HILLS


Unto the hills around do I lift up
My longing eyes,
O whence for me shall my salvation come,
From whence arise?
From God the Lord doth come my certain aid,
From God the Lord, who heaven and earth hath made.

He will not suffer that thy foot be moved:
Safe shalt thou be.
No careless slumber shall his eyelids close,
Who keepeth thee.
Behold our God, the Lord, He slumbereth ne'er,
Who keepeth Israel in His Holy care.

Jehovah is himself they keeper true,
Thy changeless shade;
Jehovah thy defence on thy right hand
Himself hath made.
And thee no sun by day shall ever smite,
No moon shall harm thee in the silent night.

From every evil shall He keep thy soul,
From every sin:
Jehovah shall preserve thy going out,
Thy coming in.
Above thee watching, He whom we adore
Shall keep thee henceforth, yea, for evermore.

 

WILL YOUR ANCHOR HOLD?


Will your anchor hold in the storm of life,
When the clouds unfold their wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain,
Will your anchor drift or firm remain?
If 'tis safely moored, 'twill the storm withstand,
For 'tis well secured by the Saviour's hand;
And the cables, passed from His heart to thine,
Can defy the blast, through strength divine.
It will firmly hold in the straits of Fear,
When the breakers tell that the reef is near;
Though the tempest rage and the wild winds blow,
Not an angry wave shall our bark o'erflow.
It will surely hold in the floods of death,
When the waters cold chill our latest breath;
On the rising tide it can never fail,
While our hopes abide within the veil.
When our eyes behold, in the dawning light,
Shining gates of pearl, our harbor bright,
We shall anchor fast to the heavenly shore,
With the storms all past forever more.

CHORUS
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll;
Fastened to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the Saviour's love.

 

WHEN PEACE LIKE A RIVER


When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
"It is well, it is well with my souL"

My sin -0 the bliss of the glorious thought!
My sin -not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to His cross and I bear it no more;
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, 0 my soul!

And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend;
"Even so," it is well with my soul.

CHORUS
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul.

 

WE CANNOT THINK OF THEM AS DEAD


We cannot think of them as dead
Who wal k with us no more
Along the path of life we tread;
They have but gone before.

The Father's house is mansioned
fair Beyond our vision dim;
All souls are His, and here or there
Are living unto Him.

And still their silent ministries
Within our hearts have place,
As when on earth they wal ked with us
And met us face to face.

Ours are they by an ownership
Nor time nor death can free;
For God hath given to love to keep
Its own eternally.

 

WHERE WE'LL NEVER GROW OLD


I have heard of a land on the faraway strand,
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul;
Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die,
'Tis a land where we never grow old.

In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam,
We shall be in the sweet by and by;
Happy praise to the King thro' eternity sing,
'Tis a land where we never shall die.

When our work here is done and the life-crown is won,
And our troubles and trials are o'er,
All our sorrows will end, and our voices will blend
With the loved ones who've gone on before.

CHORUS
Never grow old, never grow old, ;n a land where we'll never grow old;
Never grow old, never grow old, ;n a land where we'll never grow old;

 

WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS


What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit, 0 what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere'?
We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in Prayer!
Can we find a friend so faithful, who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer!

Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Saviour, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer!
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He'll take and shield thee, thou wilt find a solace there.

 

WHEN THE ROLL IS CALLED UP YONDER


When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound,
                                                                      and time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ
                                                                                           shall rise,
And the glory of His resurrection share;
When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

Let us labour for the Master from the dawn till setting sun,
Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care;
Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

CHORUS
When the roll ;s called up yonder,
When the roll ;s called up yonder,
When the roll ;s called up yonder,
When the roll ;s called up yonder, I'll be there.

 

WHISPERING HOPE


Soft as the voice of an angel, Breathing a lesson unheard.
Hope with a gentle persuasion whispers her comforting word.
Wait till the darkness is over, wait till the tempest is done,
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, after the shower is gone.

If in the dusk of the twilight, dim be the region afar,
Will not the deepening darkness brighten the glimmering star?
Then when the night is upon us, why should the heart sink away.
When the dark midnight is over, watch for the breaking of day.

Hope, as an anchor so steadfast, rends the dark veil for the soul,
Whither the Master has entered, robbing the grave of its goal.
Come then, 0 come, glad fruition, come to my sad weary heart.
Come, 0 Thou blest hope of glory, never, 0 never depart.

CHORUS
Whispering hope, 0 how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

 

WORK, FOR THE NIGHT IS COMING


Work, for the night is coming; work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling; work 'mid springing flowers;
Work while the day grows brighter, under the glowing sun;
Work, for the night is coming, when man's work is done.

Work, for the night is coming; work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor, rest comes sure and soon;
Give every flying minute something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming, when man works no more.

Work, for the night is coming; under the sunset skies,
While their bright tints are glowing, work, for daylight flies;
Work till the last beam fadeth, fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening, when man's work is o'er.

 

ETERNAL FATHER, STRONG TO SAVE
He guided them to their desired haven. Let them give thanks to the Lord. Ps. 107: 30-31.


Eternal Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bids the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep:
O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.

O Christ, the Lord of hill and plain
O'er which our traffic runs amain
By mountain pass or valley low:
Wherever, Lord, our brethren go,
Protect them by Thy guarding hand
From every peril on the land.

O Spirit, whom the Father sent
To spread abroad the firmament:
O Wind of heaven, by Thy might
Save all who dare the eagle's flight,
And keep them by Thy watchful care
From every peril in the air.

O Trinity of love and power,
Our brethren shield in danger's hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad praise from air and land and sea. Amen.

 

 


 

 

 


Pre-Planning Resources

1. Funeral Programs
2. Hymns
3. Creative Options
4. LifeGem Created Diamonds
5. Memorial Slideshows

 

Quick Contact

Cornerstone Funeral Home
2825 - 32 Street S.
Lethbridge, AB
Canada T1K 7B1

Ph.: (403) 381-7777
Fax: (403) 381-3128

care@cornerstonefuneralhome.com

100% owned and operated by Southern Albertans

 

Helpful Resources

1. www.afsrb.ab.ca
   Alberta Funeral Services Regulatory Board
2. www.afsa.ab.ca
   Alberta Funeral Service Association
3. www.fsac.ca
   Funeral Service Association Of Canada
4. www.cremationassociation.org
   Cremation Association Of North America
5. www.city.lethbridge.ab.ca  
   City of Lethbridge Cemeteries

 

Videos

Video Testimonials
Viewing
Awards

 
© 2012 Cornerstone Funeral Home.    
Designed by