How I love the great Redeemer
Who is doing so much for me;
With what joy I’ll tell the story
Of the love that makes men free.
Till my earthly life is ended,
I will send songs above,
Then beside the crystal sea
More and more my soul shall be
Praising Jesus and His love.
Refrain: He is ev’rything to me to me
He is ev’rything to me,
And ev’rything shall always be;
I will never cease to raise a song of gladness in His praise;
Here, and in the world above,
My soul shall sing of saving love;
Life and light and joy is He,
The precious friend who died for me.
He has purchased my redemption
Rolled my burden of sin away,
And is walking on beside me,
Growing dearer day by day.
That is why I sing His praises
That is why joy is mine,
That is why forevermore
On the everlasting shore
I shall sing of love divine.
Glory be to Him forever!
Endless praises to Christ the Lamb!
He has filled my life with sunshine,
He has made me what I am.
O that ev’ryone would know Him,
O that all would adore!
O that all would trust the love
Of the mighty Friend above
And be His forever more.
I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He hath made known,
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeemed me for His own.
Refrain: But I know Whom I have believed,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.
I know not how this saving faith
To me He did impart,
Nor how believing in His Word
Wrought peace within my heart.
I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the Word,
Creating faith in Him.
I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before His face I see.
I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I walk the vale with Him,
Or meet Him in the air.
When Thou, my righteous Judge shall come
To fetch Thy ransomed people home,
To fetch Thy ransomed people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at Thy right hand?
I love to meet among them now,
Before Thy gracious feet to bow,
Before Thy gracious feet to bow,
Though vilest of them all:
But can I bear the piercing thought?
What if my name should be left out,
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call?
Prevent, prevent it by Thy grace;
Be Thou dear Lord, my hiding place,
Be Thou dear Lord, my hiding place,
In this accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice oh let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
And grant me faith, I pray.
Let me among Thy saints be found
Whene’er th’archangel’s trump shall sound,
Whene’er th’archangel’s trump shall sound,
To see Thy smiling face;
Then loud among the crowd I’ll sing,
While heaven’s resounding mansions ring,
While heaven’s resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of sovereign grace.
What shall I render to my God
For all His kindness shown?
My feet shall visit Thine abode,
My songs address Thy throne.
Among the saints that fill Thine house
My off’rings shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.
How happy all Thy servants are!
How great Thy grace to me!
My life, which thou hast made Thy care,
Lord, I devote to Thee.
Now I am Thine, forever Thine,
Nor shall my purpose move
Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with Thy love.
What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.
When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down beneath God’s righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.
Ye winged seraph fly, bear the news, bear the news
Ye winged seraph fly, like comets thru the sky,
Fill vast eternity with the news, with the news.
Fill vast eternity with the news.
To God and to the Lamb, I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb, I will sing.
To God and to the Lamb Who is the great “I Am”;
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing;
While millions join the theme, I will sing.
Ye friends of Zion’s King, join the praise, join the praise;
Ye friends of Zion’s King, With harps and voices sing,
And strike each tuneful string in His praise, in His praise,
And strike each tuneful string in His praise.
Jesus His name, it shall be called,
The holy angel said,
For “He shall save His people” all
By suff’ring in their stead.
This heav’nly message we believe:
That Christ should come to save,
This precious gospel we receive
And give Him all the praise.
He healed the sick, gave back the dead,
He spake and it was done,
And trusting Him, we need not dread
The cold and silent tomb.
He rose a victor over death,
And back to Heav’n has gone;
But will return again to earth
To take His people home.
O blessed Jesus, my dear Friend,
Alone I look to Thee;
And when my little life shall end,
I pray remember me.
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.
Hark, ten thousand harps and voices,
Sound the notes of praise above!
Jesus reigns, and Heav’n rejoices,
Jesus reigns, the God of love;
See, He sits on yonder throne;
Jesus rules the world alone.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Jesus rules the world alone.
Jesus, hail! Whose glory brightens,
All above, and gives its worth;
Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens,
Cheers, and charms Thy saints on earth;
When we think of love like Thine,
Lord, we own it love divine
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Lord, we own it love divine.
King of glory, reign forever!
Thine an everlasting crown.
Nothing from Thy love shall sever,
Those whom Thou hast made Thine own:
Happy objects of Thy grace,
Destined to behold Thy face.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Destined to behold Thy face.
Savior, hasten Thine appearing;
Bring, O bring the glor’ous day,
When, the awful summons bearing,
Heav’n and earth shall pass away;
Then with golden harps we’ll sing,
“Glory, glory to our King!”
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
“Glory, glory to our King!”
Lord, how delightful ’tis to see,
A whole assembly worship Thee;
At once they sing, at once they pray,
They hear of heav’n and learn the way.
I have been there, and still would go,
‘Tis like a little heav’n below;
Not all that hell or sin can say,
Shalt tempt me to forget this day.
O write upon my mem’ry, Lord,
The text and doctrine of Thy word;
That I may break Thy laws no more,
But love Thee better than before.
With tho’ts of Christ and things divine,
Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
That hoping pardon thru His blood,
I may lie down and wake with God.
What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There’s nothing here deserves my joys,
There’s nothing like my God.
How vain a toy is glitt’ring wealth
If once compared to Thee;
Or what’s my safety or my health,
Or all my friends to me?
Were I possessor pf the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without Thy graces and Thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore,
Grant me the visits of Thy face,
And I desire no more.
Wonderful grace of Jesus,
Greater than all my sin –
How shall my tongue describe it?
Where shall His praise begin?
Taking away my burden,
Setting my spirit free;
For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.
Refrain Wonderful the matchless grace, the matchless grace of Jesus,
Deeper than the mighty rolling sea, the rolling sea!
Wonderful grace, all sufficient for me, for even me!
Broader than the scope of my transgressions,
Greater far than all my sin and shame!
O magnify the precious Name of Jesus!
Praise His Name!
Wonderful grace of Jesus,
Reaching to save the lost –
By it I have been pardoned,
Saved to the uttermost.
Chains have been torn asunder,
Giving me liberty;
For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.
Wonderful grace of Jesus,
Reaching the most defiled –
By its transforming power
Making him God’s dear child,
Purchasing peace and heaven
For all eternity;
And the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.
I am not skilled to understand
What God has willed what God has planned;
I only know at His right hand
Is One who is my Savior!
I take Him at His word indeed:
“Christ died for sinners,” this I read;
For in my heart I find a need
Of Him to be my Savior!
That He should leave his place on high
And come for sinful man to die,
You count it strange? so once did I,
Before I knew my Savior!
And oh, that He fulfilled may see
The travail of His soul in me,
And with His work contented be,
As I with my dear Savior!
Yes, living, dying, let me bring my strength,
My solace from this spring;
That He who lives to be my King
Once died to be my Savior!
Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
Let a repenting rebel live:
Are not Thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in Thee?
My crimes are great, but not surpass
The power and glory of Thy grace:
Great God, Thy nature hath no bound,
So let Thy pard’ning love be found.
Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,
I must pronounce Thee just in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.
Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hov’ring round Thy Word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.
O Depth of mercy! can it be
That mercy’s still reserved for me?
Ah, can my God His wrath forbear,
And me the chief of sinners spare?
Am I a soldier of the cross,
A foll’wer 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 flow’ry beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through 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 would fight if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord.
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy Word.
Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.
When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thy armies shine
In robes of vict’ry through skies,
The glory shall be Thine.
Jesus! what a friend for sinners!
Jesus! lover of my soul;
Friends may fail me, foes assail me,
He, my Savior, makes me whole.
Refrain: Hallelujah! what a Savior!
Hallelujah! what a Friend!
Saving, helping, keeping, loving,
He is with me to the end.
Jesus! what a strength in weakness!
Let me hide myself in Him.
Tempted, tried, and sometimes failing,
He, my strength, my victory wins.
Jesus! what a help in sorrow!
While the billows over me roll,
Even when my heart is breaking,
He, my comfort, helps my soul.
Jesus! what a guide and keeper!
While the tempest still is high;
Storms about me, night overtakes me,
He, my pilot, hears my cry.
God has not promised skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways all our lives through;
God has not promised sun without rain,
Peace without sorrow, joy without pain.
But God has promised strength as our day,
Rest when we labor, light on the way,
Grace for our trials, help from above,
Unfailing kindness, undying love.
Tho’ we have mingled sunshine and rain,
Clouds decked with rainbows, joy mixed with pain,
Let us still trust His mercies right on,
And sing His praises all the day long.
I love my Savior, God,
Be-cause He first loved me;
Be-cause He shed His precious blood
To set my spirit free.
‘Twas love my bosom felt,
And made me wipe mine eyes,
When low before His throne I knelt
To pour my feeble cries.
Touched by His Dying love,
I melted into grief,
Swift on the wings of love He moved
And bro’t me sweet relief.
With my whole heart I love
The God that loved and bled,
Who left the shining realms above
And suffered in my stead.
Who can forbear to love
A God so good and kind?
Sure He is worthy to be loved
By me and all mankind.
Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled.
Refrain: Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that will pardon and cleanse within;
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is greater than all our sin.
Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold,
Threaten the soul with infinite loss;
Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold,
Points to the refuge, the mighty cross.
Dark is the stain that we cannot hide.
What can avail to wash it away?
Look! There is flowing a crimson tide,
Whiter than snow you may be today.
Help us to help each other, Lord,
Each other’s cross to bear;
Let each His friendly aid afford,
And feel his brother’s care.
Help us to build each other up,
Our little stock improve;
Increase our faith, confirm our hope,
And perfect us in love.
Up unto Thee, the living Head,
Let us in all things grow;
Till Thou hast made us free indeed,
And spotless here below.
Then, when the mighty work is wrought,
Receive Thy ready bride;
Give us in heav’n a happy lot
With all the sanctified.
When all my labors and trials are o’er,
And I am safe on that beautiful shore,
Just to be near the dear Lord I adore,
Will be eternal glory for me.
Refrain: 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.
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 be eternal glory for me.
Friends will be there I have loved long ago;
Joy like a river around me will flow;
Yet just a smile from my Savior, I know,
Will be eternal glory for me.
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended,
That man to judge Thee hath in hate pretended?
By foes derided, by Thine own rejected,
O most afflicted.
Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon Thee?
Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone Thee.
‘Twas I, Lord, Jesus, I it was denied Thee!
I crucified Thee.
Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered;
The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered;
For man’s atonement, while he nothing heedeth,
God intercedeth.
For me, kind Jesus, was Thy incarnation,
Thy mortal sorrow, and Thy life’s oblation;
Thy death of anguish and Thy bitter passion,
For my salvation.
Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee,
I do adore Thee, and will ever pray Thee,
Think on Thy pity and Thy love unswerving,
Not my deserving.
Our Father, Lord of heaven and earth,
let praise and honor clothe your name.
Your kingdom come, your will be done;
throughout the world complete your reign.
Teach us, O Lord, to trust in you,
for bread and breath each day anew.
Forgive us, Lord, our sins and debts
as we to debtors show your grace.
Remove us from all tempting paths
and guard us from the devil’s ways;
for glory, strength, and heaven’s throne,
belong to you, and you alone. Amen.