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3 The Flag Flown High
The Flag Flown High
From Booster Book
page 3
There's a flag flown high from the castle of my heart, from the castle of my heart, from the castle of my heart.
There's a flag flown high from the castle of my heart for the King is in residence there.
Let it fly in the sky, let the whole world know, let the whole world know, let the whole world know. Let it fly in the sky let the whole world know, that the King is in residence there.
2 I've got the joy
I've got the joy
From Booster Book
page 2
I've got the joy,joy,joy,joy down in my heart. Where? Down in my heart. Where? Down in my heart. I've got the joy,joy,joy,joy down in my heart, down in my heart to stay.
and I'm so happy, so very happy, I've got the love of Jesus in my heart. And I'm so happy so very happy I've got the love of Jesus in my heart.
And if the devil doesn't like it, he can sit on a tack, OUCH! Sit on a tack, OUCH! Sit on a tack and if the devil doesn't like it he can sit on a tack OUCH! Sit on a tack to stay.
and I'm so happy, so very happy, I've got the love of Jesus in my heart. And I'm so happy so very happy I've got the love of Jesus in my heart.
1 I Just Wanna Be A Sheep
I Just Wanna Be A Sheep
From Booster Book
page 1
I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just
wanna be a sheep, baa baa.
I don't wanna be a Sadducee, I don't wanna be a Sadducee cause their so sad you see, I don't wanna be a Sadducee.
I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa.
I don't wanna be a Pharisee, I don't wanna be a Pharisee, cause their not fair you see. I don't wanna be a Pharisee.
I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa.
I don't wanna be a hypocrite, I don't wanna be a hypocrite, cause they're not hip not it. I don't wanna be a hypocrite.
I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa, I just wanna be a sheep, baa baa.
13 Building up the Temple
Building up the Temple
From Booster Book
page 13
We're building up the temple, we're building up the temple, we're building up the temple of the Lord.
Sister won't you help us,
Brother won't you help us
we're building up the temple of the Lord.
It's so high, we can't get over it.
So low, we can't get under it,
so wide we can't get around it,
so we have to come I'm at the door.
We're building up the temple, we're building up the temple, we're building up the temple of the Lord.
Sister won't you help us,
Brother won't you help us
we're building up the temple of the Lord.
It's so high, we can't get over it.
So low, we can't get under it,
so wide we can't get around it,
so we have to come I'm at the door.
3 We are standing on Holy ground
We are standing on Holy ground
From Chorus
page 3
We are standing on Holy ground, and I know that there are angels all around. Let us praise Jesus now. We are standing in His presence on Holy ground.
2 I love you Lord
I love you Lord
From Chorus
page 2
I love you Lord, and I lift my voice to worship you oh my soul rejoice. Take joy my King in what you hear, let it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear.
1 Prepare me to be a sanctuary
Prepare me to be a sanctuary
From Chorus
page 1
Lord prepare me, to be a sanctuary. Pure and Holy, tried and true. With Thanksgiving, I'll be a living sanctuary for you.
137 At Calvary
At Calvary
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 137
Years I spent in vanity and pride, Caring not my Lord was crucified Knowing not it was for me He died On Calvary.
Mercy there was great, and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me: There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.
By God's word at last my sin I learned; Then I trembled at the law I'd spurned, Till my guilty soul imploring turned to Calvary.
Mercy there was great, and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me: There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.
Now I've giv'n to Jesus everything, Now I gladly own Him as my King, Now my raptured soul can only sing of Calvary.
Mercy there was great, and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me: There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.
Oh, the love that drew salvation's plan! Oh, the grace that bro't it down to man! Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span at Calvary!
Mercy there was great, and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me: There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.
13 A Crown of Thorns
A Crown of Thorns
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 13
There was no crown for Him of silver or or gold. There was no diadem for Him to hold. But blood a dorned His brow and proud its stain He bore, And sinners gave to Him the crown He wore.
A rugged cross, became His throne. His kingdom was in hearts alone. He wrote His love in crimson red, And wore the thorns upon His head.
He did not reign up on a throne of ivory, But died upon the cross of calvary. For sinners there He counted all He owned but loss, And He surveyed His kingdom from a cross.
A rugged cross, became His throne. His kingdom was in hearts alone. He wrote His love in crimson red, And wore the thorns upon His head.
No purple robe He wore His bleeding wounds to hide, But stripes upon His back He wore with pride. And from the wounds there flowed a crimson, cleansing stream, That was a cover for the soul unclean.
A rugged cross, became His throne. His kingdom was in hearts alone. He wrote His love in crimson red, And wore the thorns upon His head.
17 I Would Not Be Denied
I Would Not Be Denied
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 17
When pangs of death seized on my soul, Unto the Lord I cried, Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied.
I would not be denied, I would not be denied, Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied.
As Jacob in the days of old, I wrestled with the Lord; And instant, with a courage bold, I stood upon His word.
I would not be denied, I would not be denied, Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied.
Old Satan said my Lord was gone, And would not hear my prayer; But, praise the Lord! the work is done, And Christ the Lord is here.
I would not be denied, I would not be denied, Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied.
12 I'm Glad I'm One of Them
I'm Glad I'm One of Them
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 12
There are people almost everywhere, Whose hearts are all a flame With the fire that fell at Pentecost, Which cleansed and made them clean; It is burning now within my heart, All glory to His name!
And I'm glad that I can say I'm one of them. One of them, one of them, I am glad that I can say I'm one of them; say I'm one of them.
Tho These people may not learned be, Nor boast of Worldly fame, They have all received their Pentecost Thro' faith in Jesus' name; And are telling now, both far and wide, His power is yet the same,
And I'm glad that I can say I'm one of them. One of them, one of them, I am glad that I can say I'm one of them; say I'm one of them.
They were gathered in the upper room, All praying in His name, They were baptized with the Holy Ghost, And power for service came; Now what He did for them that day He'll do for you the same,
And I'm glad that I can say I'm one of them. One of them, one of them, I am glad that I can say I'm one of them; say I'm one of them.
11 Hasten Thy Glorious Coming, Lord
Hasten Thy Glorious Coming, Lord
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 11
Christ's coming now is nearing, Blest day of His appearing, This tho't my heart great joy affords; Millions around are sighing, For this release are crying, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord."
Jesus is coming soon, coming I know, Coming His glorious bride to claim; With raptrous hearts we're waiting, To Join that grand translating, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord.
Sorrow and sin prevaileth, In pain the earth travaileth, Darkness abounds in ev'ry land; But in earth's darkest hour He'll come in mighty power, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord."
Jesus is coming soon, coming I know, Coming His glorious bride to claim; With raptrous hearts we're waiting, To Join that grand translating, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord.
He warns us to be watching, Praying and always ready, We do not know the day nor hour; Are you your heart preparing, Ascension robes now wearing, Washed in the blook of Calv'ry's Lamb?
Jesus is coming soon, coming I know, Coming His glorious bride to claim; With raptrous hearts we're waiting, To Join that grand translating, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord.
So when the trumbet soundeth, And He from heav'n desendeth, To claim the church, His spotless bride: With boundless joy we'll greet Him, As we arise to meet Him, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord."
Jesus is coming soon, coming I know, Coming His glorious bride to claim; With raptrous hearts we're waiting, To Join that grand translating, "Hasten Thy glorious coming Lord.
10 There is Power in the Blood
There is Power in the Blood
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 10
Would you be free from the burden of sin? There's pow'r in the blood, pow'r in the blood; Would you o're evil a victory win? There's wonderful pow'r in the blood
There's wonderful pow'r in the blood There is pow'r , pow'r, Wonder working pow'r In the blood of the Lamb; There is pow'r, pow'r Wonder working pow'r in the precious blood of the Lamb
Would you be free from your passion and pride? There;s pow'r in the blood, pow'r in the blood; Come for a cleansing to Calvary's tide;
There's wonderful pow'r in the blood There is pow'r , pow'r, Wonder working pow'r In the blood of the Lamb; There is pow'r, pow'r Wonder working pow'r in the precious blood of the Lamb
Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow? There's pow'r in the blood, pow'r in the blood; sin-stains are lost in it's life giving flow;
There's wonderful pow'r in the blood There is pow'r , pow'r, Wonder working pow'r In the blood of the Lamb; There is pow'r, pow'r Wonder working pow'r in the precious blood of the Lamb
Would you do service for Jesus your King? There's pow'r in the blood, pow'r in the blood; Would you live daily His praises to sing?
There's wonderful pow'r in the blood There is pow'r , pow'r, Wonder working pow'r In the blood of the Lamb; There is pow'r, pow'r Wonder working pow'r in the precious blood of the Lamb
9 Saved, Saved!
Saved, Saved!
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 9
I've found a friend who is all to me...His love is ever true....I love to tell how He lifted me...And what His grace can do for you....
Saved....by His pow'r divine, Saved...to new life sub-lime! Life now is sweet and my joy is complete, For I'm Saved, saved,saved!
He saves me from every sin and harm...Secures my soul each day; .....I'm leaning strong on His mighty arm...I know He'll guide me all the way.....
Saved....by His pow'r divine, Saved...to new life sub-lime! Life now is sweet and my joy is complete, For I'm Saved, saved,saved!
When poor and needy and all along...In love He said to me...."Come unto me and I'll lead you home, To love with me eternally.....
Saved....by His pow'r divine, Saved...to new life sub-lime! Life now is sweet and my joy is complete, For I'm Saved, saved,saved!
8 There Shall Be Showers of Blessing
There Shall Be Showers of Blessing
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 8
"There shall be showers of blessing;" This is the promise of love' There shall be seasons refreshing, Sent from the Saviour above,
Showers of blessing, Showers of blessing we need" Mercy drops round us are falling, But for the showers we plead.
"There shall be showers of blessing" Precious reviving again' Over the hills and the valleys, Sound of abundance of rain.
Showers of blessing, Showers of blessing we need" Mercy drops round us are falling, But for the showers we plead.
"There shall be showers of blessing" Send them upon us, O Lord; Grant to us now a refreshing, Come, and now honor Thy Word.
Showers of blessing, Showers of blessing we need" Mercy drops round us are falling, But for the showers we plead.
"There shall be showers of blessing" oh, that today they might fall, Now as to God we're confessing, Now as on Jesus we call!
Showers of blessing, Showers of blessing we need" Mercy drops round us are falling, But for the showers we plead.
7 Let the Holy Ghost Come In
Let the Holy Ghost Come In
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 7
Would you be redeemed from every inbred sin, Have the Holy Spirit constantly within? Make the consecration, trust in God, and then,
Let the Holy Ghost come in. Let the Holy Ghost come in, Let the Hold Ghost come in. Make the consecration, trust in God, and then, Let the Holy Ghost come in.
Would you have the Spirit in your heart to cheer? Would you be relieved from every doubt and fear? Make the consecration, trust in God and then,
Let the Holy Ghost come in. Let the Holy Ghost come in, Let the Hold Ghost come in. Make the consecration, trust in God, and then, Let the Holy Ghost come in.
Do you want the fire of God to fill your soul. Burn up all the dross, and sanctify the whole? Make the consecration, trust in God, and then,
Let the Holy Ghost come in. Let the Holy Ghost come in, Let the Hold Ghost come in. Make the consecration, trust in God, and then, Let the Holy Ghost come in.
Do you want the pow'r to make you true and brave, So that you can rescue those that Christ would save? Make the consecration, trust in God and then,
Let the Holy Ghost come in. Let the Holy Ghost come in, Let the Hold Ghost come in. Make the consecration, trust in God, and then, Let the Holy Ghost come in.
6 He Hideth My Soul
He Hideth My Soul
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 6
A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, A wonderful Savior to me, He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, Where rivers of pleasure I see.
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.
A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, He taketh my burden away, He holdeth me up, and I shall not be moved, He He giveth me strength as my day,
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.
With numberless blessings each moment He crowns, And filled with His fullness divine, I sing in my rapture, oh; glory to God For such a Redeemer as mine!
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.
When clothed in His brightness, transported I rise To meet Him in clouds of the sky, His perfect salvation, His wonderful love, I'll shout with the millions on high.
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.
5 I Will Sing The Wondrous Story
I Will Sing The Wondrous Story
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 5
I will sing the wondrous story,
Of the Christ who died for me,
How He left His home in glory,
For the cross of Calvary.
Yes, I'll sing ...the wondrous story,
Of the Christ...who died for me.
Sing it with...the saints in glory,
Gathered by...the crystal sea.
I was lost but Jesus found me,
Found the sheep that went astray.
Threw His loving arms around me,
Drew me back into the way.
Yes, I'll sing ...the wondrous story,
Of the Christ...who died for me.
Sing it with...the saints in glory,
Gathered by...the crystal sea.
I was bruised but Jesus healed me,
Faint was I from many a fall.
Sight was gone and fears possessed me,
But He freed me from them all.
Yes, I'll sing ...the wondrous story,
Of the Christ...who died for me.
Sing it with...the saints in glory,
Gathered by...the crystal sea.
Soon He'll come, the Lord of Glory,
Come the church, His bride to claim,
And complete the wondrous story.
Come Lord Jesus, come again.
Yes, I'll sing ...the wondrous story,
Of the Christ...who died for me.
Sing it with...the saints in glory,
Gathered by...the crystal sea.
He will keep me till the river
Rolls it's waters at my feet;
Then He'll bear me safely over,
Where the loved ones I shall meet.
Yes, I'll sing ...the wondrous story,
Of the Christ...who died for me.
Sing it with...the saints in glory,
Gathered by...the crystal sea.
4 We're Marching to Zion
We're Marching to Zion
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 4
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.
We're marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion; We're marching upward to Zion, the beautiful city of God.
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.
We're marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion; We're marching upward to Zion, the beautiful city of God.
The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heav'nly fields, Before we reach the heav'nly fields, Or walk the golden streets, Or walk the golden streets.
We're marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion; We're marching upward to Zion, the beautiful city of God.
Then let our songs abound And every tear be dry; We're marching thro Immanuel;s ground, We're marching thro Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high, To fairer worlds on high.
We're marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion; We're marching upward to Zion, the beautiful city of God.
3 I Love to Tell the Story
I Love to Tell the Story
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 3
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 longings, As nothing else can do.
I love to tell the story! Twill be my theme in glory To tell the old, old story Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story; More wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies Of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, It did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee
I love to tell the story! Twill be my theme in glory To tell the old, old story Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story; Tis pleasant to repeat What seems each time I tell it, More wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story; For some have never heard The message of salvation From God's own holy word.
I love to tell the story! Twill be my theme in glory To tell the old, old story Of Jesus and His love.
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.
I love to tell the story! Twill be my theme in glory To tell the old, old story Of Jesus and His love.
2 Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise Him! Praise Him!
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 2
Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus our blessed Redeemer! Sing, O Earth, His wonderful love proclaim! Hail Him! hail Him! highest archangels in glory; Strength and honor give to His holy name! Like a shephard, Jesus will guard His children, In His arms He carries them all day long:
Praise Him! praise Him! tell of His excellent greatness; Praise Him! praise Him! ever in joyful song!
Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer! For our sins He suffered, and bled, and died; He our Rock, our hope of eternal salvation, Hail Him! hail Him! Jesus the crucified. Sound His Praises! Jesus who bore our sorrows. Love unbounded, wonderful, deep and strong:
Praise Him! praise Him! tell of His excellent greatness; Praise Him! praise Him! ever in joyful song!
Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus our blessed Redeemer! Heav'nly portals loud with hosannas ring! Jesus, Savior, reigneth forever and ever; Crown Him!crown Him! Prophet, and priest, and King! Christ is coming! over the world victorious, Pow'r unto the Lord belong:
Praise Him! praise Him! tell of His excellent greatness; Praise Him! praise Him! ever in joyful song!
1 All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name
All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name
From Blue book - Melodies of Praise
page 1
All hail the pow'r of Jesus name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all!
Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall, Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all; Hail Him who saves you by His grace, and crown Him Lord of all;
Let every kindred, every tribe On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all; To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all!
O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall! We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all!
107 It Is Love
It Is Love
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 107
There is something in my soul which keeps the shadows all away; It is love, My Savior's love! Something lightens ev'ry burden, gives me gladness day by day, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
When the tempter tries to win me something keeps me true and strong; It is love, my Savior's love! Something makes my life a blessing to the needy in the throng, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
When misfortune overtakes me something calms my troubled breast; It is love, my Savior's love! Something draws my soul to heaven, that sweet land of peace and rest, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
Soul astray and bowed in sorrow, something waits for you today; It is love, my Savior's love! It would give you peace and comfort, make your burden roll away, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
303 Redeemed
Redeemed
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 303
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it! Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb: Redeemed thro' His infinite mercy, His child, and forever, I am.
Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.
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.
Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.
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.
Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.
I know I shall see in His beauty, The King in whose law I delight; Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps, And giveth me songs in the night.
Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.
I know there's a crown that is waiting, In yonder bright mansion for me; And soon with the spirits made perfect, At home with the Lord I shall be.
Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.
302 My Faith Looks Up to Thee
My Faith Looks Up to Thee
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 302
My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Savior divine; Now hear me while I pray, Take all my sins 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 grief around me spread, Be Thou my guide, Bid darkness turn today, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
301 No Sorrows
No Sorrows
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 301
Sometimes I feel like shouting, sometimes I'm blue, O Lord 'tis trouble and sorrow I am facing it's true; But Jesus saved me completely on my promise one day, To be a Christian forever, serve Him all of the way.
There'll be no Sorrows in heaven, no tear dimmed eyes, Partings from loved ones no wailing cries; Gathered with angels in one glad band, Longing for heaven and glory land.
Again, just like a stranger wand'ring alone, O Lord I'm finding less comfort where few people condone; I know that Jesus will lead me out from this lonesome vale, To be in heaven where shadows never, never impale.
There'll be no Sorrows in heaven, no tear dimmed eyes, Partings from loved ones no wailing cries; Gathered with angels in one glad band, Longing for heaven and glory land.
Some day I'll reach the ending mile of this road, O Lord I'm going where pilgrims never carry a load; On highways up there the worthy race of mankind is free, I'm longing waiting to hear the call of heaven to me.
There'll be no Sorrows in heaven, no tear dimmed eyes, Partings from loved ones no wailing cries; Gathered with angels in one glad band, Longing for heaven and glory land
300 Hold to God's Unchanging Hand
Hold to God's Unchanging Hand
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 300
Time is filled with swift transition,-Naught of earth unmoved can stand,-Build your hopes on things eternal,-Hold to God's unchanging hand!
Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!
Trust in Him who will not leave you, What so ever years may bring, If by earthly friends forsaken, Still, more closely to Him cling!
Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!
Covet not this world's vain riches, That so rapidly decay, Seek to gain the heav'nly treasures, They will never pass away!
Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!
When your journey is completed, When the Valley you pass thru, Fair and bright the home in glory, Your enraptured soul will view!
Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!
299 Meet Me There
Meet Me There
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 299
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 going home to stay, meet me there.
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 heav'n 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.
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.
Where the harps of angels ring, and the blest for ever sing, In the palace of the King, meet me there, Where in sweet communion blend heart with heart, and friend with friend, In a world that ne'er shall end, meet me there.
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
298 I'd Rather Be an Old-Time Christian
I'd Rather Be an Old-Time Christian
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 298
In this world I've tried most ev'rything, And I'm happy now to say, There is nothing like religion In the good old-fashioned way; I am walking in the old-time way, And I want the world to know, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord), Than anything I know.
I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know, There's nothing like an old-time Christian, With a Christian love to show; I'm walking in the grand old highway, And I'm telling ev'rywhere I go, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.
There are many things I'd like to be As my journey I pursue, I have longed to be a leader Like a mortal man would do; I would like to be a millionaire, With a million to bestow, But I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.
I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know, There's nothing like an old-time Christian, With a Christian love to show; I'm walking in the grand old highway, And I'm telling ev'rywhere I go, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.
All the world is bright since I got right, Now I sing and pray and shout, All my burdens have been lifted, Since the Savior bro't me out; I will tell the world both far and near, As I travel here below, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.
I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know, There's nothing like an old-time Christian, With a Christian love to show; I'm walking in the grand old highway, And I'm telling ev'rywhere I go, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.
297 He Lifted Me
He Lifted Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 297
I was once astray in the downward way, And the light I could not see; But the Savior came and removed my shame, With His love He lifted me.
O He lifted me from sin's agony, Saved me by His wondrous love; I shall never roam, I am going home, To those mansions fair above.
Sin had strained my soul, but today I'm whole, And I'm free from doubt and fear; Tho' the storms may sweep Christ my soul will keep, I am safe when He is near.
O He lifted me from sin's agony, Saved me by His wondrous love; I shall never roam, I am going home, To those mansions fair above.
Brother now astray seek the Lord today, From His love no longer roam; He will keep you true till this life is thru, And you reach the heav'nly home.
O He lifted me from sin's agony, Saved me by His wondrous love; I shall never roam, I am going home, To those mansions fair above.
296 We'll Sing Hallelujah By and By
We'll Sing Hallelujah By and By
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 296
When we reach that city of the New Jerusalem, We'll sing hallelujah sing hallelujah by and by; How the ransomed singers will together lift that hymn, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.
O what joy when we get home! Rest beneath that cloudless dome; In that landwhere saints ne'er die, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.
In that mighty chorus voices will so sweetly blend, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by; Gone will be our sadness, pleasures there will never end, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.
O what joy when we get home! Rest beneath that cloudless dome; In that landwhere saints ne'er die, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.
Victory and love will be our everlasting theme, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by; Praising our Redeemer there beside the crystal stream, We'll sing hallelujah by and by, sing hallelujah by and by.
O what joy when we get home! Rest beneath that cloudless dome; In that landwhere saints ne'er die, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.
295 My Lord Keeps a Record
My Lord Keeps a Record
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 295
What a wonderful, beautiful picture I have, Of a place without sorrow or fear, And I'm going to live in that city some day, For my days are all numbered down here.
My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here, He knows all about me, All my trouble, my sorrow, my fear; I'm living each moment, Thru the mercy of God's loving grace, Some day He will call me To that wonderful, beautiful place.
I will walk on the streets of that city of gold, I will bask in the heavenly light, And I'll look on the face of my Savior so dear, In that city where cometh no night.
My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here, He knows all about me, All my trouble, my sorrow, my fear; I'm living each moment, Thru the mercy of God's loving grace, Some day He will call me To that wonderful, beautiful place.
Now I want to be doing the will of my Lord, As I travel this wearisome land, So I'll not be ashamed of my record up there, When I stand at my Savior's right hand.
My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here, He knows all about me, All my trouble, my sorrow, my fear; I'm living each moment, Thru the mercy of God's loving grace, Some day He will call me To that wonderful, beautiful place.
294 Windham
Windham
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 294
Broad is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there, But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler.
"Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land.
Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; Create my heart entirely new, Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which false apostates never knew.
293 I've Been List'ning In On Heaven
I've Been List'ning In On Heaven
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 293
I have had a happy vision, Of a distant better land, There was not a sign of sorrow, Gladness ruled on ev'ry hand; Music flowed in sweetest concords, 'Twas an endless day of spring. I've been listening in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.
I've been list'ning in on heaven, List'ning to the songs of love, Sung by saints of all the ages, Praising Christ in heav'n above; I've been list'ning in on heaven, And I heard their music ring, I've been list'ning in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.
When my courage has been shaken, And the blue skies turn to grey, Evil forces often tempt me, Try to turn me from the way; But there's something that will comfort, Peace and gladness it will bring, When I'm listening in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.
I've been list'ning in on heaven, List'ning to the songs of love, Sung by saints of all the ages, Praising Christ in heav'n above; I've been list'ning in on heaven, And I heard their music ring, I've been list'ning in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.
Tune your heart to heaven's wavelength, Thru the blest control of pray'r, Ground your faith in love eternal, Tune out sorrow and pain and care; In the time of interference, Closer to the Savior's cling, While you're listening in on heaven, You will hear the millions sing.
I've been list'ning in on heaven, List'ning to the songs of love, Sung by saints of all the ages, Praising Christ in heav'n above; I've been list'ning in on heaven, And I heard their music ring, I've been list'ning in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.
292 When I Get to the End Of the Way
When I Get to the End Of the Way
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 292
The sands have been washed in the footprints, Of the Stranger on Galilee's shore- And the voice that subdued the rough billows, Will be heard in Judea no more. But the path of that lone Galilean, With joy I will follow today; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.
There are so many hills to climb upward, I often am longing for rest; But He who appoints me my pathway, Knows just what is needful and best. I know in His word He hath promised, That my strength "it shall be as my day"; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.
He loves me too well to forsake me, Or give me a trial too much; All His people have been dearly purchased, And Satan can never claim such. By and by I shall see Him and praise Him, In the city of unending day; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.
When the last feeble step has been taken, And the gates of that city appear, And the beautiful songs of the angels, Float out on my listening ear; When all that now seems so mysterious, Will be bright and as clear as the day; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.
291 Sweet By and By
Sweet By and By
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 291
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 spirits shall sorrow no more, Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.
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.
To our bountiful Father above, We will offer our tribute of praise, For the glorious gift of His love, And the blessings that hallow our days.
290 I Believe Jesus Saves
I Believe Jesus Saves
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 290
I am coming to Jesus for rest, Rest, such as the purified know; My soul is athirst to be blest, To be washed and made whiter than snow.
I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.
In coming, my sin I deplore, My weakness and poverty show; I long to be saved evermore, To be washed and made whiter than snow.
I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.
To Jesus I give up my all, Ev'ry treasure and idol I know; For His fullness of blessing I call, Till His blood washes whiter than snow.
I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.
I am trusting in Jesus alone, Trusting now His salvation to know; And His blood doth so fully atone, I am washed and made whiter than snow.
I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.
My heart is in raptures of love, Love, such as the ransomed ones know; I am strengthened with might from above, I am washed and made whiter than snow.
I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.
289 Just Leave It Alone
Just Leave It Alone
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 289
Some doubters are trying God's Word to revise, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; No longer this line or that passage they prize, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
No mortal can better this message of old, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; 'Tis far the best story that ever was told, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
'Tho army of martyrs believed ev'ry word, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; The souls of the saints and the sages it stirred, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
It's light is the same as in ages gone by, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; And still its great Giver is reigning on high, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.
288 Wear a Crown
Wear a Crown
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 288
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?
And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.
Must I be carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed thro' bloody seas?
And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.
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?
And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.
Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word.
And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.
287 'Tis Ended Now
'Tis Ended Now
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 287
'Tis ended now, thine earthly life, With all its cares, its hopes and fears, And thou art freed from sin and strife, To live with Christ thru endless years.
'Tis ended now, the vict'ry's won, And thou hast laid thy weapons down, And from the hand of God's own Son, Thou shalt receive a fadeless crown.
'Tis ended now, the gloomy night, Thy soul is free forevermore, To praise the Lord of life and light, Where ransomed ones His name adore.
'Tis ended now, death's dreadful sting, We praise our God for matchless grace, And tho' to thee in love we cling, We would not call thee from thy place.
286 The Lights of the Harbor
The Lights of the Harbor
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 286
Out in the darkness I'm sailing, Over life's troublesome tide, Driven and toss'd by the breakers, Sorrows and sin deride; Still there's a hope that will linger, However stormy the sea, There will be lights at the harbor, Shining to welcome me.
Lights in glory for me, Send rays over the foam, They will pilot my ship, To that heavenly home; Tho' I'm weary of toil, On life's billowy sea, In that harbor, Lights will be shining for me.
Oft I grow heartsick and weary, Often I long to go home, But on the dark sea of sorrow, Yet for awhile I'll roam; Then when the mist has been lifted, Beauties immortal I'll see, There will be lights at the harbor, Shining to welcome me.
Lights in glory for me, Send rays over the foam, They will pilot my ship, To that heavenly home; Tho' I'm weary of toil, On life's billowy sea, In that harbor, Lights will be shining for me.
Jesus, the Savior, will pilot, Thru the rough voyage of life, He has the pow'r to still waters, He calms the storm and strife; Then when the journey is ended, When from my burdens I'm free, There will be lights at the harbor, Shining to welcome me.
Lights in glory for me, Send rays over the foam, They will pilot my ship, To that heavenly home; Tho' I'm weary of toil, On life's billowy sea, In that harbor, Lights will be shining for me.
285 Gathering Buds
Gathering Buds
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 285
Jesus has taken a beautiful bud, Out of our garden of love, Borne it away to the city of God, Home of the angels above.
Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.
Full blooming flowers alone will not do, Some must be young and ungrown; So the frail buds He is gathering, too, Beautiful gems of His throne.
Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.
Fathers and mothers, weep not or be sad, Still on the Savior rely; You shall behold them again, and be glad, Beautiful flowers on high.
Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.
Blooming in beauty in heaven are they, Blooming for you and for me; Follow the Lord, tho' the city be far, Till our bright blossoms we see.
Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.
284 I Am So Glad
I Am So Glad
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 284
I am so glad salvation's free to all who will receive it, Glad that the news was bro't to me when I was lost and sad; Praise His dear name, I can proclaim that truly I believe it, For I am now His child, I know, and I'm so glad.
Glory, honor be to His name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him; Jesus, the matchless Saviour; He has redeemed this soul of mine, And I'm so glad.
I am so glad that I can tell to wayward souls the story, Glad that by grace from day to day a helper I may be; Finding delight in service true, my soul is winning glory, Glory for Him who gave His life to rescue me.
Glory, honor be to His name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him; Jesus, the matchless Saviour; He has redeemed this soul of mine, And I'm so glad.
I am so glad that all my heart to Jesus I have given, Glad that at eventide my soul true sheaves to Him may bring; I will be true until with all the happy throng in heaven, Sweeter and nobler praise I give to Christ, my King.
Glory, honor be to His name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him; Jesus, the matchless Saviour; He has redeemed this soul of mine, And I'm so glad.
283 Faith and Praise
Faith and Praise
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 283
In this world we have our trials, Foes beset on ev'ry hand; But thru faith and self denial, We are kept and made to stand.
How I praise the name of Jesus, For He means so much to me; On the cross He died to free us, I shall His forever be.
Friends forsake me here and yonder, Trials hard for me to bear; Then my love for Him grows fonder, As I near that city fair.
How I praise the name of Jesus, For He means so much to me; On the cross He died to free us, I shall His forever be.
Fairwell friends I'll soon be going, Soon the crossing I shall see; All my loved ones I'll be knowing, They are waiting there for me.
How I praise the name of Jesus, For He means so much to me; On the cross He died to free us, I shall His forever be.
282 Standing Outside
Standing Outside
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 282
Judgment is surely coming, Coming to you and me, We will be judged that morning, For all eternity; Some will go into Heaven, Others will be denied; Weill you be in that number, Standing outside?
Outside, Denied, Demons abide; Not sanctified, Awful, Standing outside.
Standing outside while loved ones, Enter the pearly gate, Knowing that there forever, You will then seperate; To be away from loved ones, And by your God denied; O what an awful picture, Standing outside?
Outside, Denied, Demons abide; Not sanctified, Awful, Standing outside.
Can you not see the picture, Of those who're lost in sin, Standing outside the portals, Without a hope to win? Souls crushed with deepest sorrow, Without a friend to guide? O what an awful picture, Standing outside?
Outside, Denied, Demons abide; Not sanctified, Awful, Standing outside.
281 Jesus Breaks Every Fetter
Jesus Breaks Every Fetter
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 281
I am now on the altar, I am now on the altar, I am now on the altar, Which was made for me.
Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.
I will ne'er doubt my Saviour, I will never doubt my Saviour, I will ne'er doubt my Savior, For He cleanses me.
Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.
I will rest on His promise, I will rest on His promise, I will rest on His promise, Which is given to me.
Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.
I will shout Hallelujah! I will shout Hallelujah! I will shout Hallelujah! For He sets me free.
Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.
280 Walking the King's Highway
Walking the King's Highway
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 280
I was once out in sin till my Savior took me in, Saving me from an awful shame; Now I'm singing this song as I gladly press along, Ever praising His holy name.
In His blest way, I'm there to stay, All day along, Praising in song; Trust in His love, looking above, His grace will suffice to lead you aright, And keep you in paths of light.
I am living today in the straight and narrow way, Trying ever to do the right; And I'll stay by His side, ever in His love abide, Helping others to see the light.
In His blest way, I'm there to stay, All day along, Praising in song; Trust in His love, looking above, His grace will suffice to lead you aright, And keep you in paths of light.
I will sing of His love till I reach my home above, I will ever be true and strong; I will tell of His grace till I see His shining face, Up in heaven with that great throng.
In His blest way, I'm there to stay, All day along, Praising in song; Trust in His love, looking above, His grace will suffice to lead you aright, And keep you in paths of light.
279 A Home Is Waiting Me
A Home Is Waiting Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 279
Should Jesus come today, Would we all ready be? He'll call His bride away, To dwell eternally.
A home is waiting me, When toils of life are o'er, If true to Him I'll be, I'll live on heaven's shore.
Keep standing for the right, Be always good and true, A spotless robe of white, Is waiting now for you.
A home is waiting me, When toils of life are o'er, If true to Him I'll be, I'll live on heaven's shore.
O be prepared to go, When life on earth is o'er, It will be sweet, we know, To see Him on that shore.
A home is waiting me, When toils of life are o'er, If true to Him I'll be, I'll live on heaven's shore.
278 When We Sing Around the Throne Eternal
When We Sing Around the Throne Eternal
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 278
Won't it be a happy, happy day, When we gather on the other shore, Over on the other shore, Over on the golden shore; Ev'ry earthly care shall pass away, We'll be happy there forevermore, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.
When we sing around the throne eternal, Way over in glory, When we join the chorus supernal, Sing heaven's sweet story; With the saints we'll ever be happy, O what a glad morning, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.
With our friends we'll join a mighty throng, Over yonder in the promised land, Over in the promised land, Yonder in the promised land; With the saved we'll sing a happy song, In the morning at the Lord's right hand, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.
When we sing around the throne eternal, Way over in glory, When we join the chorus supernal, Sing heaven's sweet story; With the saints we'll ever be happy, O what a glad morning, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.
O the joy and rapture that will be, When we march along the streets of gold, March along the streets of gold, March along the streets of gold; We shall live thru all eternity, And the glory of the Lord behold, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.
When we sing around the throne eternal, Way over in glory, When we join the chorus supernal, Sing heaven's sweet story; With the saints we'll ever be happy, O what a glad morning, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.
277 We Will Sing And Preach Holiness
We Will Sing And Preach Holiness
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 277
When first I heard of holiness I tho't it must be right; It seemed to fit the Bible, And be the Christian's light. I heard the people singing, And testifying too; They seemed to love their Savior, As Christians ought to do.
We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.
I went to a camp-meeting, And heard them preach and sing; They surely preached the Bible, And made the welkin ring. It made me think of heaven, The Christian's home on high, Where they will live forever, And never, never, die.
We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.
I little thought of joining, I said I could not stand, To be among that people, That's called the "holy band." The world looked down upon them, And said they were so rash, They often spoke against them, And said they were but trash.
We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.
But as I went to hear them, And saw the way they did, I saw they had a treasure, From worldy people hid. They seemed to be so happy, And filled with Christian love; When people talked about them, They only looked above.
We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.
My heart begins to hunger, And thirst and burn within; I wanted full salvation, A freedom from all sin. I went to God for holiness, And called upon His name; He cleansed my heart completely, And filled it with the same.
We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.
And now I'm one who bears that name, That happy, holy band; I've crossed the river Jordan, And in the Canaan land. The atmosphere is pleasant, And fruit of every kind, When you reach heaven's portals, I'll not be far behind.
We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.
276 He Is Coming After Me
He Is Coming After Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 276
Oh, I'm looking for my Saviour, who has gone from earth to heaven, He has promised to come back some day you see, And it fills my soul with glory, as I sing the sweet, old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.
He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.
Oh, my heart grows sad and weary, with the many days so dreary, O this world has lost its love and charms for me, But I'm filled with fire and glory, When I read the precious story, When I think about His coming after me.
He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.
Oh, dear friends, I well remember, that when first I found the Saviour, How He sweetly took my aches and pains away, And He filled my soul with glory, how I love to tell the story, And to know that He is coming after me.
He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.
See the Saviour standing, pleading, And His broken heart is bleeding, For a world that's steeped in sin of low degree, Oh, dear sinner, heed the story, let Him fill your soul with glory, Oh, get ready for He's coming after me.
He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.
275 None of Self and All of Thee
None of Self and All of Thee
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 275
O the bitter pain and sorrow, That a time could ever be, When I proudly said to Jesus, "All of self and none of Thee!" All of self and none of Thee, All of self and none of Thee, When I proudly said to Jesus, "All of self and none of Thee!"
Yet He found me; I beheld him Bleeding on the cursed tree; And my wistful heart said faintly,"Some of self and some of Thee!" Some of self and some of Thee, Some of self and some of Thee, And my wistful heart said faintly, "Some of self and some of Thee!"
Day by day His tender mercy, Healing, helping, full, and free; Brought me lower while I whispered, "Less of self and more of Thee!" Less of self and more of Thee, Less of self and more of Thee, Brought me lower while I whispered, "Less of self and more of Thee!"
Hihger than the highest heavens, Deeper than the deepest sea, Lord Thy love at last has conquered: "None of self and all of Thee!" None of self and all of Thee, None of self and all of Thee, Lord, Thy love at last has conquered: "None of self and all of Thee!"
274 You'll Wish You Were One of Us By and By
You'll Wish You Were One of Us By and By
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 274
It may not seem welcome now, At the cross of Christ to bow, But you'll wish you were one of us by and by; When the Savior comes to claim ,Those who suffer for His name, And to take them to those mansions in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
You may shrink to pay the price, Say "Too great the sacrifice," But you'll wish you were one of us by and by; Then this old world will look small, And you'd gladly give your all, Could you know you had a mansion in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
Laz'rus covered o'er with sores, Lay beside the rich man's doors, And he begged for alms from those who passed him by; As the crowd would by him go, Little did those rich men know, That poor Lazarus had a mansion in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
At our humble homes you smile, We're just stopping here awhile, But you ought to see what's coming by and by; For our home is built of gold, And we'll never more grow old, When we leave to claim a mansion in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
I had rather always roam, With no place to call my home, Than to fail to join that number by and by; For when Jesus calls for me, I'll be rich as rich can be, For I'll have a stately mansion in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
So be careful how you talk, How you shake your head and mock, You'd be glad to be one of us by and by; Tho' despised by men on earth, We are all of royal birth, For we now possess a mansion in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
If you stand before the King, Join the songs the Bloodwashed sing, If you'd hear the angels singing by and by; Come today send in your name, No one, then, can jump your claim, When you go to see your mansion in the sky.
O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.
273 I Am Listening
I Am Listening
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 273
Do you hear the Savior calling, By the wooings of His voice? Do you hear the accents falling, Will you make the precious choice?
I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.
By His Spirit He is wooing, Softly drawing us to Him; Thru the day and night pursuing, With His gentle voice to win.
I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.
By the word of truth He's speaking To the wand'ring, erring ones; List! the voice, the stillness breaking, Hear the sweet, and solemn tones.
I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.
In His providential dealings, Even in His stern decrees; In the loudest thunders pealing, Or the murm'ring of the breeze.
I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.
272 I Found a Place
I Found a Place
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 272
In sin I kept on going t'ward the depths of dark despair, Each day my sin kept growing and my days were filled with care; But then I heard of Jesus and I went to Him in pray'r, And by His grace I found a place among the blest.
I found a place to lay my burdens down, And by His grace I hope to wear a crown; His boundless love will drive away each frown, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.
Alone and brokenhearted, with no friend to care for me, For friends had all departed, life was hopeless as could be; Till one day Christ imparted His own love and made me free, And by His grace I found a place among the blest.
I found a place to lay my burdens down, And by His grace I hope to wear a crown; His boundless love will drive away each frown, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.
My heart was sorely aching and I knew not what to do, My faith in man was shaking and the world was looking blue; I turned, all sin forsaking, now I know I'm going thru, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.
I found a place to lay my burdens down, And by His grace I hope to wear a crown; His boundless love will drive away each frown, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.
271 I'm Ready to Leave This World
I'm Ready to Leave This World
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 271
We read of a country beyond the bright river, Where saints are rejoicing and living forever; I soon shall cross over to mansion supernal, ready to leave this world below.
Oh! what a glad morning fair, With Jesus up in the air, We'll sing and we'll shout the victory, All sorrow will then be o'er, Upon the glad peaceful shore, We'll praise Him for all eternity; I long to be at His side, And all of the sanctified, The billows of love o'er flood my soul, When I reach that land with that happy band, While the ages roll.
I'm looking for Jesus to call me up yonder, All sadness is banished no more will I wander; All glory and honor to Jesus forever, I'm ready to leave this world below.
Oh! what a glad morning fair, With Jesus up in the air, We'll sing and we'll shout the victory, All sorrow will then be o'er, Upon the glad peaceful shore, We'll praise Him for all eternity; I long to be at His side, And all of the sanctified, The billows of love o'er flood my soul, When I reach that land with that happy band, While the ages roll.
No more will the spirit be tempted by sorrow, There'll no more sighing that happy tomorrow; No tempter will bother no cares will we borrow, ready to leave this world below.
Oh! what a glad morning fair, With Jesus up in the air, We'll sing and we'll shout the victory, All sorrow will then be o'er, Upon the glad peaceful shore, We'll praise Him for all eternity; I long to be at His side, And all of the sanctified, The billows of love o'er flood my soul, When I reach that land with that happy band, While the ages roll.
270 There's Glory Up There For Me
There's Glory Up There For Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 270
I'm going some day forever to stay, In heaven above where all will be love, I'm going to stand at Jesus' right hand and shout the glad victory; Tho' lowly I've been I'm free from all sin, He lifted me out from shadows of doubt, I'm happy today that now I can say, There's glory up there for me.
I'm going up home no more to roam, I'm nearing it ev'ry day, In heaven above where all is love, I'm going to live for aye, I'm satisfied now since Christ somehow has set my glad spirit free, I'm happy today while on my way, There's glory up there for me.
It's glory to know wherever I go, That Jesus is near to comfort and cheer, When ever I'm blue His love that's so true o'er shadows and comforts me; I'm making it known to those that are prone, To wander aside in regions denied, There's heavenly light if you will get right, There's glory up there for me.
I'm going up home no more to roam, I'm nearing it ev'ry day, In heaven above where all is love, I'm going to live for aye, I'm satisfied now since Christ somehow has set my glad spirit free, I'm happy today while on my way, There's glory up there for me.
I'm waiting that day that wonderful day, When I shall go home there never to roam, With rapture so sweet and glory complete how happy I know I'll be; Come travel along start singing a song, Begin a new life leave sin and its strife, Just trust and obey He'll show you the way, There's glory up there for me.
I'm going up home no more to roam, I'm nearing it ev'ry day, In heaven above where all is love, I'm going to live for aye, I'm satisfied now since Christ somehow has set my glad spirit free, I'm happy today while on my way, There's glory up there for me.
269 A Soldier of the Cross
A Soldier of the Cross
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 269
Am I a soldier of the cross, the sacred cross? A foll'wer of the Lamb, the blessed Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause, to own His cause? Or blush to speak His name.
Tho' the battle may be hard and the conflict sore, Rough and rocky the road we are traveling o'er; Hold on a little longer, Take Jesus by the hand, He'll guide you safe to the glory land.
Must I be carried to the skies, up to the skies, On flow'ry beds of ease, on beds of ease? While others fought to win the prize, to win the prize, And sailed thru bloody seas.
Tho' the battle may be hard and the conflict sore, Rough and rocky the road we are traveling o'er; Hold on a little longer, Take Jesus by the hand, He'll guide you safe to the glory land.
Sure I must fight if I would reign, if I would reign, Increase my courage, Lord, my courage Lord; I'll bear the toll, endure the pain, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word.
Tho' the battle may be hard and the conflict sore, Rough and rocky the road we are traveling o'er; Hold on a little longer, Take Jesus by the hand, He'll guide you safe to the glory land.
268 I Walk In the New Jerusalem Way
I Walk In the New Jerusalem Way
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 268
In the new found way, the gospel highway, Leading to the home eternal, I walk and talk with the Master ev'ry day; When the storms betide, He safely guides me, While the blessings flow supernal, I walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.
Walk and talk, walk and talk New Jerusalem way, Press along, press along, land of everlasting day, Then at last His "well done" I shall hear the Master say, Walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.
Hallelujah, praise Him, I am happy, Walking on this gospel highway, I walk and talk with the Master ev'ry day; Like the gentle vespers, Jesus whispers, Blessings all along the highway, I walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.
Walk and talk, walk and talk New Jerusalem way, Press along, press along, land of everlasting day, Then at last His "well done" I shall hear the Master say, Walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.
While to Him I cling, I'll ever sing, and tell about the gospel story, I walk and talk with the Master ev'ry day; Then for evermore I shall adore Him, Over in the land of glory, I walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.
Walk and talk, walk and talk New Jerusalem way, Press along, press along, land of everlasting day, Then at last His "well done" I shall hear the Master say, Walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.
267 At the Cross
At the Cross
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 267
Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sov'reign die? Would He devote that sacred head, For such a worm as I?
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!
Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree!
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!
Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker, died for man, the creature's sin.
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!
But drops of grief can ne'er repay, The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do!
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!
266 Some Day
Some Day
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 266
I'm on my way to heav'n above, To sing the songs of joy and love; Oh! blessed thot, when in that land, With Christ my Lord I gladly stand.
Some happy day on that eternal shore, I'll meet my blessed loved ones gone before; Oh! what a happy meeting, glory hallelujah! We'll shout and sing glad praises forevermore.
Some morning fair my soul shall be, With Christ my Lord who made me free; I'll shout and sing forevermore, My praise to Him whom I adore.
Some happy day on that eternal shore, I'll meet my blessed loved ones gone before; Oh! what a happy meeting, glory hallelujah! We'll shout and sing glad praises forevermore.
Oh, won't that be a happy time, When heaven's bells so sweetly chime; Then in that home my soul shall be, Thru out the long eternity.
Some happy day on that eternal shore, I'll meet my blessed loved ones gone before; Oh! what a happy meeting, glory hallelujah! We'll shout and sing glad praises forevermore.
265 Come
Come
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 265
Oh! sinner, don't you hear Him? He's calling you today; He's calling you, He's calling me, Oh! come, come, come.
So gently He is pleading To sinners ev'rywhere; He'll make you pure and white as snow, Oh! come, come, come.
Oh! come and follow Jesus, Oh! come, yes come, today; He'll give you peace and joy and love, Oh! come, come, come.
264 Now I See the Glory Way
Now I See the Glory Way
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 264
Once I traveled sin's dark road, With my worldly heavy load, But now I see the glory way; (the glory way), With old Satan left behind, There is glory I will find, With Jesus on that happy day(that happy day).
Yes, my Savior leads the way, I will follow Him to stay, Some morning bright I'll cross the raging foam; Jesus said He'd go prepare me a mansion over there, Some happy day I'll see my heav'nly home.
Jesus said come unto me, Then His love I could not see, But now I see the glory way; (the glory way) With His love I'll walk the street, Singing with the ones I meet, With Jesus on that happy day(that happy day).
Yes, my Savior leads the way, I will follow Him to stay, Some morning bright I'll cross the raging foam; Jesus said He'd go prepare me a mansion over there, Some happy day I'll see my heav'nly home.
I have heard my mother's plead, Yet her voice I would not heed, But now I see the glory way; (the glory way), I can see "The Beacon Light" That will safely guide me right, With Jesus on that happy day(that happy day).
Yes, my Savior leads the way, I will follow Him to stay, Some morning bright I'll cross the raging foam; Jesus said He'd go prepare me a mansion over there, Some happy day I'll see my heav'nly home.
263 I Expect to Wear A Crown
I Expect to Wear A Crown
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 263
In that fair land across death's sea, I expect to wear a crown some day; Within that mansion built for me, I expect to wear a crown some day.
I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.
I'm but a stranger in this land, I expect to wear a crown some day; With joy I'd leave this earthly band, I expect to wear a crown some day.
I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.
The storms of life will soon be o'er, I expect to wear a crown some day; My fragile barque shall reach the shore, I expect to wear a crown some day.
I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.
Let come what will of grief and pain, I expect to wear a crown some day; With joy I'll rise and vict'ry gain, I expect to wear a crown some day.
I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.
The Lord has promised life to me, I expect to wear a crown some day; His gentle hand will set me free, I expect to wear a crown some day.
I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.
262 Oh What A Morning
Oh What A Morning
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 262
Soon will come the dawning of God's eternal day, Oh! what a morning by and by; All will be so happy we're going home to stay, (hallelujah), Oh! what a morning by and by.
Oh! what a morning that will be, When all our loved ones we shall see; There will be no sorrow in that sweet home on high, Oh! what a morning by and by.
On some glad tomorrow I'll fly to my new home, Oh! what a morning by and by; What a happy meeting around the great white throne, Oh! what a morning by and by.
Oh! what a morning that will be, When all our loved ones we shall see; There will be no sorrow in that sweet home on high, Oh! what a morning by and by.
I can hear them singing on that eternal shore, (hallelujah), Oh! what a morning by and by; 'Tis the happy voices of loved ones gone before, Oh! what a morning by and by.
Oh! what a morning that will be, When all our loved ones we shall see; There will be no sorrow in that sweet home on high, Oh! what a morning by and by.
261 Just A Little While
Just A Little While
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 261
Just a little while and we'll be going thru the valley dark and lone, But we have a friend to keep the pathway shining bright(clear and bright) He will keep His lovelight brightly glowing till the darkness all is gone, Lead us safely out beyond the dreary shades of night(the dreary night).
Just a little while here to tell the story, Just a weary mile in this world to roam; Then we'll sing a new happy song in glory, With the faithful few when we reach our home.
He will keep our hearts athrill with gladness as thru life we go along, Many are the blessings He will send us day by day(ev'ry day); Till we reach our home where there's no sadness, we will sing a happy song, And will tell of His great love to pilgrims along the way(along the way).
Just a little while here to tell the story, Just a weary mile in this world to roam; Then we'll sing a new happy song in glory, With the faithful few when we reach our home.
In a little while we'll join the singing where we'll never say farewell, Over yonder with the blessed Savior we adore(we adore); All of heaven's arches will be ringing and the joy no tongue can tell, We'll be happy there with sainted loved ones evermore(forevermore).
Just a little while here to tell the story, Just a weary mile in this world to roam; Then we'll sing a new happy song in glory, With the faithful few when we reach our home.
260 All That Thrills My Soul
All That Thrills My Soul
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 260
All that thrills my soul is Jesus, Ev'ry day and ev'ry hour; Jesus and His free salvation, Jesus and His mighty pow'r.
All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.
His is love beyond all knowledge, His is grace beyond degree, Mercy higher than the heaven, Deeper than the deepest sea.
All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.
Ev'ry need His hand supplieth, Ev'ry good in Him I see; And the strength He gives His weak ones, Is sufficient unto me.
All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.
What a wonderful redemption! Never can a mortal know, How my sin, tho' red like crimson, Can be whiter than the snow.
All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.
In yon everlasting city, With the ransomed I will sing, And forever and forever, Praise and glorify the King.
All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.
259 When I Walk Up The Streets Of Home
When I Walk Up The Streets Of Home
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 259
When my life here is past and the end comes at last, I must cross o'er the dark rolling sea; Cares for ever will cease in that haven of peace, There my soul shall for ever be free.
When I walk up the streets, Where the fair angels roam; I'll not count time by years, When I walk up the streets of home.
In that home of the soul there are pleasures untold, And the breezes of love ever blow; And perennial springs where the birds ever sing, Not a sigh nor a care shall we know.
When I walk up the streets, Where the fair angels roam; I'll not count time by years, When I walk up the streets of home.
O how sweet it will be when we've crossed o'er the sea, To be safe in the bright heavenly land; while the years roll along I shall sing heaven's song, And shall live with the fair angel band.
When I walk up the streets, Where the fair angels roam; I'll not count time by years, When I walk up the streets of home.
258 Twilight Is Falling
Twilight Is Falling
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 258
Twilight is stealing over the sea, Shadows are falling dark on the lea; Borne on the nightwinds, voices of yore, Come from the far-off shore.
Far away beyond the starlit skies, Where the lovelight never, never dies; Gleameth a mansion filled with delight, Sweet happy home so bright.
Voices of loved ones! Songs of the past, Still linger round me while life shall last; lonely I wander, sadly I roam, Seeking that far-off home.
Far away beyond the starlit skies, Where the lovelight never, never dies; Gleameth a mansion filled with delight, Sweet happy home so bright.
Come in the twilight, come, come to me, Bringing some message over the sea; Cheering my pathway, while here I roam, Seeking that far-off home.
Far away beyond the starlit skies, Where the lovelight never, never dies; Gleameth a mansion filled with delight, Sweet happy home so bright.
257 Sweeping Into Glory
Sweeping Into Glory
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 257
On that great triumphant morning when our Savior we shall see, Coming in a cloud of glory bright and fair, May we all be glad to meet Him and a host of angels see, And with loved ones rise to meet Him in the air.
We'll go sweeping into glory, We'll be singing as we go, We'll be shouting o'er the vict'ry we have won; Then our Savior's voice will say, "Come, ye blessed, enter in, your work is done."
Then we'll walk and talk together on the streets of shining gold, Then we nevermore shall know a pain nor care, No goodbyes shall e'er be spoken and its joys are yet untold, Oh be ready then to meet me over there.
We'll go sweeping into glory, We'll be singing as we go, We'll be shouting o'er the vict'ry we have won; Then our Savior's voice will say, "Come, ye blessed, enter in, your work is done."
There we'll be at home with Jesus in that city of delight, And we'll have a great reunion in the sky, We will sing and shout together on that hallelujah day, And we'll praise His name forever by and by.
We'll go sweeping into glory, We'll be singing as we go, We'll be shouting o'er the vict'ry we have won; Then our Savior's voice will say, "Come, ye blessed, enter in, your work is done."
256 I Am Resolved
I Am Resolved
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 256
I am resolved no longer to linger, Charmed by the world's delight; Things that are higher, things that are nobler, These have allured my sight.
I will hasten to Him Hasten so glad and free, Jesus, greatest, highest, I will come to Thee.
255 Will You Meet Me Over There?
Will You Meet Me Over There?
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 255
I am going to the city that is ever bright and fair, O will you meet me over there? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?
O will you meet me over there? In that bright land that's ever fair? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?
Are you trav'ling up to heaven? Do you walk the narrow way? O will you meet me over there? Where we'll see our blessed Savior and with Him forever stay, O will you meet me over there?
O will you meet me over there? In that bright land that's ever fair? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?
Where we'll ever sing His praises in that glad eternal day, O will you meet me over there? Where we never shall grow weary as we walk the shining way, O will you meet me over there?
O will you meet me over there? In that bright land that's ever fair? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?
254 When Jesus Comes In the Clouds
When Jesus Comes In the Clouds
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 254
O what a shout will rise across the vaulted skies, When Jesus comes in the clouds; We'll leave all pain and care, and endless glory share, When Jesus comes in the clouds.
When Jesus comes in glory bright, We'll leave the lonely shades of night; All sorrow will be past, eternal joy at last, When Jesus comes in the clouds.
All war and strife will cease, There'll be eternal peace, When Jesus comes in the clouds; Upon the hills of home our feet shall ever roam, When Jesus comes in the clouds.
When Jesus comes in glory bright, We'll leave the lonely shades of night; All sorrow will be past, eternal joy at last, When Jesus comes in the clouds.
With all the friends of old, we'll tread the streets of gold, When Jesus comes in the clouds; There'll be no more goodbyes, no tears will dim our eyes, When Jesus comes in the clouds.
When Jesus comes in glory bright, We'll leave the lonely shades of night; All sorrow will be past, eternal joy at last, When Jesus comes in the clouds.
253 To Be Like Jesus
To Be Like Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 253
From Bethlehem's manger came forth a stranger, Humble and lowly, I'd be like Him; Oh! precious Savior, with kindly favor, A friend to all, I'd be like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
With love and meekness to those in weakness, Oh how I long to be more like Him; I'd lead the erring when danger nearing, And be to them a guide like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
He heard the crying of lost and dying, In mercy I would be more like Him; For each condition a kind physician, In sympathy I'd be like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
The soldiers bound Him, with thorns they crowned Him, Enduring all that I'd be like Him; They did deride Him and crucified Him, Submissive I'd be more like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
From deaths cold prison our Lord hath risen, I hope someday to just be like Him; He's gone to glory, Oh! wondrous story, That I some day shall be like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
252 Somebody Loves Me
Somebody Loves Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 252
I'm in love with my Savior and He's in love with me, He is with me from day to day, What a friend is He; Watches over me while I sleep, Hears me when I pray, I am happy as I can be, And I now can say,
Somebody loves me, answers my prayer, I love somebody, I know He cares; Somebody tells me not to repine, That somebody is Jesus, and I know He's mine.
You'll be happy if you will let Jesus have His way, He has work for us all to do Ev'ry passing day; Feed the hungry and cheer the sad, For the sinner pray, You'll have joy that you never had, And you then can say,
Somebody loves me, answers my prayer, I love somebody, I know He cares; Somebody tells me not to repine, That somebody is Jesus, and I know He's mine.
Then at last when our work is done, He will call us home To a mansion He has prepared Never more to roam; We'll sit down by the riverside, Cares all passed away, And with never a pain to bear, What a happy day.
Somebody loves me, answers my prayer, I love somebody, I know He cares; Somebody tells me not to repine, That somebody is Jesus, and I know He's mine.
251 Pressing Along
Pressing Along
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 251
I'm walking today the beautiful way, My trophies to Him I bring; I'm pressing along, my heart sings a song, To Jesus my wonderful King.
I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.
I'm going away some beautiful day, With loved ones and friends I'll sing; I'll make there my home some beautiful morn, With Jesus my wonderful King.
I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.
No tears will be there, no burdens to bear, No crying but all shall sing; There I shall be blest, forever at rest, With Jesus my wonderful King.
I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.
250 No Night There
No Night There
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 250
In the land of fadeless day, Lies a city foursquare; It shall never pass away, For there is no night there.
God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years
All the gates of pearl are made, In the city foursquare; All the streets with gold are laid, For there is no night there.
God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years
And the gates shall never close To the city foursquare; There life's crystal river flows, For there is no night there.
God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years
There they need no sunshine bright, In that Holy city built foursquare; For the Lamb is all the light, For there will be no night there.
God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years
249 I Love to Tell the Story
I Love to Tell the Story
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 249
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 longings, As nothing else can do.
I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story, More wonderful it seems, Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, It did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.
I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story, 'Tis pleasant to repeat, What seems, each time I tell it, More wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story, For some have never heard, The message of salvation, From God's own holy Word.
I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.
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.
I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.
248 Master, the Tempest is Raging
Master, the Tempest is Raging
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 248
Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high! The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness, No shelter or help is nigh; Carest Thou not that we perish? How canst Thou lie asleep, When each moment so madly is threat'ning, A grave in the angry deep?
The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons or men, or whatever it be. No waters can swallow the shop where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, peace, be still!
Master, with anguish of spirit I bow in my grief today; The depths of my sad heart are troubled- O waken and save, I pray; Torrents of sin and of anguish, Sweep o'er my sinking soul; And I perish! I perish! Dear Master O hasten, and take control.
The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons or men, or whatever it be. No waters can swallow the shop where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, peace, be still!
Master, the terror is over, The elements sweetly rest; Earth's sun in the calm lake is mirrored, And heaven's within my breast; Linger, O blessed Redeemer! Leave me alone no more; And with joy I shall make the best harbor, And rest on the blissful shore.
The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons or men, or whatever it be. No waters can swallow the shop where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, peace, be still!
247 No Shadows in Heaven
No Shadows in Heaven
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 247
There'll be no dark shadows in heaven, No storm clouds to darken the way, The sun will be shining forever, For night has been turned into day; No faslehoods nor failures can enter, No worries nor doubts to annoy, I'm longing to be in that city, Where sadness is turned into joy.
(There will) Be no shadows in heaven, No more heartaches to bear, Sun will be shining forever, For all will be gladness, true gladness up there; Sweet songs there will be ringing, Play on the harps of pure gold, Going to live in that city, Where nothing shall ever, shall ever grow old.
The shadows of evening are falling, Life's sun will soon sink in the west, Some morning I'll wake in true gladness, To live with the true and the blest; I dream of that wonderful city, Where loved ones are happy I know, Just after my work here is finished, I'll leave this dark valley below.
(There will) Be no shadows in heaven, No more heartaches to bear, Sun will be shining forever, For all will be gladness, true gladness up there; Sweet songs there will be ringing, Play on the harps of pure gold, Going to live in that city, Where nothing shall ever, shall ever grow old.
How often I'm burdened with sorrow, While trav'ling this rough thorny road, Here shadows may hover around me, make heavy my wearisome load; I still shall have faith in my Savior, Keep trusting His promise so true, He said He would never forsake me, I know He will lead me on thru.
(There will) Be no shadows in heaven, No more heartaches to bear, Sun will be shining forever, For all will be gladness, true gladness up there; Sweet songs there will be ringing, Play on the harps of pure gold, Going to live in that city, Where nothing shall ever, shall ever grow old.
246 Stand By Me
Stand By Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 246
When the storms of life are raging, Stand by me, When the storms of life are raging, Stand by me; When the world is tossing me, Like a ship upon the sea, Thou who rulest wind and water, Stand by me.
In the midst of tribulations, Stand by me, In the midst of tribulations, Stand by me, When the hosts of hell assail, And my strength begins to fail, Thou who never lost a battle, Stand by me.
In the midst of faults and failures, Stand by me, In the midst of faults and failures, Stand by me, When I do the best I can, And my friends misunderstand, Thou who knowest all about me, Stand by me.
In the midst of persecution, Stand by me, In the midst of persecution, Stand by me; When my foes in battle array, Undertake to stop my way, Thou who saved Paul and Silas, Stand by me.
When I'm growing old and feeble, Stand by me, When I'm growing old and feeble, Stand by me; When my life becomes a burden, And I'm nearing chilly Jordan, O Thou "Lily of the valley," Stand by me.
245 Jesus Is Passing This Way
Jesus Is Passing This Way
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 245
Is there a heart that is waiting, Longing for pardon today? Hear the glad message we bring you, Jesus is passing this way.
Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.
Coming in love and in mercy, Quickly now unto Him go; Open your heart to receive Him, Pardon and peace He'll bestow.
Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.
Listen, the Spirit is calling, Jesus will freely forgive, Why not this moment accept Him? Trust in God's mercy and live.
Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.
He is so tender and loving, He is so near you today; Open your heart to receive Him, While He is passing this way.
Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.
244 Is Thy Heart Right With God?
Is Thy Heart Right With God?
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 244
Have thy affections been nailed to the cross? Is thy heart right with God? Dost thou count all things for Jesus but loss? Is thy heart right with God?
Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?
Hast thou dominion o'er self and o'er sin? Is thy heart right with God? Over all evil without and within? Is thy heart right with God?
Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?
Is there no more condemnation for sin? Is thy heart right with God? Does Jesus rule in the temple within? Is thy heart right with God?
Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?
Are all thy pow'rs under Jesus control? Is thy heart right with God? Does He each moment abide in thy soul? Is thy heart right with God?
Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?
Art thou now walking in heaven's pure light? Is thy heart right with God? Is thy soul wearing the garment of white? Is thy heart right with God?
Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?
243 This World Is Not My Home
This World Is Not My Home
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 243
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru, My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue; The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
My Savior pardoned me from guilt and shame I know, I'll trust His saving grace while trav'ling here below; I know He'll welcome me at heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
I have a precious mother up in glory land, I don't expect to stop until I clasp her hand; For me she's waiting now at heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
The saints in glory land are shouting victory, I want to join their band and live eternally; I hear the sweetest praise from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
242 No, Not One
No, Not One
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 242
There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one! No, not one! None else could heal all our soul's diseases, No, not one! No, not one!
Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!
No friend like Him is so high and holy, No, not one! No, not one! And yet no friend is so meek and lowly, No, not one! No, not one!
Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!
There's not an hour that He is not near us, No, not one! No, not one! No night so dark but His love can cheer us, No, not one! No, not one!
Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!
Did ever saints find this Friend forsake Him? No, not one! No, not one! Or sinner find that He would not take him? No, not one! No, not one!
Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!
Was e'er a gift, like the Savior given? No, not one! No, not one! Will He refuse us a home in heaven? No, not one! No, not one!
Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!
241 There'll Be Peace in the Valley
There'll Be Peace in the Valley
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 241
I am weak, I am weary, but I must go along till the Lord comes and calls me away, away; Thru the night dark and gloom- heaven's Lamb is the light, And He turns darkness into bright day, bright day.
There'll be peace in the valley some day, some day, When unrighteousness passes away; No more sadness, no sorrow, no trouble I'll see, There'll be peace in the valley for me.
Well, the wolf shall be gentle, and the lion be tame, With the lamb shall the leopard lie down, lie down, And the beasts of the forest shall be led by a child; There'll be peace when true love is make known, made known.
There'll be peace in the valley some day, some day, When unrighteousness passes away; No more sadness, no sorrow, no trouble I'll see, There'll be peace in the valley for me.
240 Stepping in the Light
Stepping in the Light
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 240
Trying to walk in the steps of the Savior, Trying to follow our Savior and King; Shaping our lives by His blessed example, Happy, how happy, the songs that we bring.
How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Savior, Stepping in the light, stepping in the light, How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Savior, Led in paths of light!
Pressing more closely to Him who is leading, When we are tempted to turn from the way; Trusting the arm that is strong to defend us, Happy, how happy, our praises each day.
How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Savior, Stepping in the light, stepping in the light, How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Savior, Led in paths of light!
Trying to walk in the steps of the Savior, Upward, still upward we'll follow our Guide; When we shall see Him, "the King in His beauty," Happy, how happy, our place at His side!
How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Savior, Stepping in the light, stepping in the light, How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Savior, Led in paths of light!
239 The Unclouded Day
The Unclouded Day
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 239
O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies, O they tell me of a home far away; O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise, O they tell of an unclouded day.
O the land of cloudless day, O the land of an unclouded sky; O they tell me of a home, where no storm clouds rise, O they tell me of an unclouded day.
O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone, O they tell me of that land far away; Where the tree of life in eternal bloom, Sheds its fragrance thru the unclouded day.
O the land of cloudless day, O the land of an unclouded sky; O they tell me of a home, where no storm clouds rise, O they tell me of an unclouded day.
O they tell me of the King in His beauty there, And they tell me that mine eyes shall behold, Where He sits on the throne that is whiter than snow, In the city that is made of gold.
O the land of cloudless day, O the land of an unclouded sky; O they tell me of a home, where no storm clouds rise, O they tell me of an unclouded day.
O they tell me that He smiles on His children there, And His smile drives their sorrows all away; And they tell me that no tears ever come again, In that lovely land of unclouded day.
O the land of cloudless day, O the land of an unclouded sky; O they tell me of a home, where no storm clouds rise, O they tell me of an unclouded day.
238 O Rock of Ages, Hide Thou Me
O Rock of Ages, Hide Thou Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 238
Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my work in vain, I'm tempted oft to murmur, to grumble and complain; But when I think of Jesus and what He bore for me, Then I cry to the Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me, Blessed Rock of Ages hide Thou me, Not another refuge, only Thee; Sometimes I'm weary, so sad and blue, Sometimes vain hopes bedim my view, Then I cry to the Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
I have a friend in Jesus, blest anchor of the soul, I feel His presence ever when stormy billows roll; And when I think of Jesus and what He bore for me, Then I cry to the Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me, Blessed Rock of Ages hide Thou me, Not another refuge, only Thee; Sometimes I'm weary, so sad and blue, Sometimes vain hopes bedim my view, Then I cry to the Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Sometimes I feel I cannot go one step further on , My body's waxing older and falt'ring steps begun; But when I think of Jesus and what He bore for me, Then I cry to the Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me, Blessed Rock of Ages hide Thou me, Not another refuge, only Thee; Sometimes I'm weary, so sad and blue, Sometimes vain hopes bedim my view, Then I cry to the Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
237 Looking For A City
Looking For A City
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 237
Here among the shadows (living) in a lonely land, With strangers we're a band of pilgrims on the move; Thru dangers burdened down with sorrow, And we're shunned on ev'ry hand, But we are looking for a city built above.
Looking for a city, Where we'll never die, There the sainted millions, Never say goodbye; There we'll meet our Savior, And our loved ones too, Come O holy Spirit, All our hopes renew.
Here in disappointment (often) we so sadly roam, And earthly friends no longer speak one word of love; But truly we have found contentment, Jesus promised us a home, So we are looking for a city built above.
Looking for a city, Where we'll never die, There the sainted millions, Never say goodbye; There we'll meet our Savior, And our loved ones too, Come O holy Spirit, All our hopes renew.
In this land of dangers (we are) going here and there, We're simply trusting in the blessed Savior's love; And mercy tho' we may be strangers, Living in this world of care, We're always looking for a city built above.
Looking for a city, Where we'll never die, There the sainted millions, Never say goodbye; There we'll meet our Savior, And our loved ones too, Come O holy Spirit, All our hopes renew.
236 Looking For You
Looking For You
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 236
When this life with its toiling is ended, And you cross over Jordan sweet heaven to view; When your voice with God's singers is blended, There'll be someone looking for you.
There'll be someone looking for you, There'll be someone as you march thru; When you stand by the beautiful river, There'll be someone looking for you.
When you hear that great multitude singing, As your ship o'er the billows in safety rides thru; When the welcome bells gladly are ringing, There'll be someone looking for you.
There'll be someone looking for you, There'll be someone as you march thru; When you stand by the beautiful river, There'll be someone looking for you.
When you enter the regions supernal, Where you'll see your Redeemer the Savior so true; When you live in that homeland eternal, There'll be someone looking for you.
There'll be someone looking for you, There'll be someone as you march thru; When you stand by the beautiful river, There'll be someone looking for you.
235 He Bore It All
He Bore It All
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 235
My precious Savior suffered pain and agony, He bore it all that I might live; He broke the bonds of sin and set the captive free, All that I might in His presence live.
He bore it all that I might see His shining face, Freely bore it all. I with Him might live, I stood condemned to die but Jesus took my place, All that I might in His presence live.
They placed a crown of thorns upon my Savior's head, all that I might live; By cruel man with spear His side was pierced and bled, All that I might in His presence live.
He bore it all that I might see His shining face, Freely bore it all. I with Him might live, I stood condemned to die but Jesus took my place, All that I might in His presence live.
Up Calv'ry's hill in shame the blessed Savior trod, Freely bore it all that I might live; I with Him might live; Between two thieves they crucified the Son of God, He bore it all that I might live.
He bore it all that I might see His shining face, Freely bore it all. I with Him might live, I stood condemned to die but Jesus took my place, All that I might in His presence live.
234 We'll Work Till Jesus Comes
We'll Work Till Jesus Comes
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 234
O land of rest for thee I sigh! When will the moment come When I shall lay my armor by, And dwell in peace at home?
We'll work till Jesus comes, We'll work till Jesus comes; We'll work till Jesus comes, And we'll be gathered home.
To Jesus Christ I fled for rest! He bade me cease to roam, And lean for succor on His breast Till He conduct me home.
We'll work till Jesus comes, We'll work till Jesus comes; We'll work till Jesus comes, And we'll be gathered home.
I sought at once my Savior's side, No more my steps shall roam; With Him I'll brave death's chilling tide, And reach my heav'nly home.
We'll work till Jesus comes, We'll work till Jesus comes; We'll work till Jesus comes, And we'll be gathered home.
233 Lift Me Up Above The Shadows
Lift Me Up Above The Shadows
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 233
Lift me up above the shadows, Plant my feet on higher ground, Lift me up above the clouds, Lord, Where the pure sunshine is found. Lift me up above my weakness, lift me up into Thy strength, Lift me up above the shadows, Till I stand with Thee at length.
Lift me up above the shadows, Lift me up and let me stand on the mountaintops of glory, Let me dwell in Beulah land.
Lift me up above the shadows, For the storms are raging high, Lift me up, my blessed Savior, Let me to Thy bosom fly; There no evil thing can touch me, over on the shining side, Lift me up above the shadows, Let me evermore abide.
Lift me up above the shadows, Lift me up and let me stand on the mountaintops of glory, Let me dwell in Beulah land.
Lift me up above the shadows, Out of sorrow into joy; Lift me up above my grief, Lord, Give me gold for my alloy; Then, when death must claim my spirit, and the storms of life are past, Lift me up above the shadows, Till in heav'n I stand at last.
Lift me up above the shadows, Lift me up and let me stand on the mountaintops of glory, Let me dwell in Beulah land.
Lift us up above the shadows, When to earth you come again, Let us be in the assembly, As Thy Bride to ever reign; In Thy kingdom, full of glory, with our friends we'll ever be, Lift us up above the shadows, There to dwell eternally.
Lift me up above the shadows, Lift me up and let me stand on the mountaintops of glory, Let me dwell in Beulah land.
232 Must Jesus Bear the Cross Alone?
Must Jesus Bear the Cross Alone?
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 232
Must Jesus bear the cross alone And all the world go free? No, there's a cross for ev'ry one, And there's a cross for me.
The consecrated cross I'll bear Till death shall set me free, And then go home to wear a crown, For there's a crown for me.
O precious cross! O glorious crown! O resurrection day! Ye angels from the stars come down And bear my soul away.
231 Won't We Have A Good Time
Won't We Have A Good Time
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 231
Won't we have a good time up in heaven shouting and singing praise to God. Walking on the streets all paved with diamonds, silver and gold; List'ning to the angels' wak-ning chorus while they march around the throne of God, Joy that awaits no tongue can express it for my soul.
Won't we have a good time up in heaven, List'ning to the angels shouting singing all of the time; Never any sadness All will be gladness, Walking with the Savior living in His favor all of the time.
Won't we have a good time up in heaven never a worry on our mind. Feasting on the good things God intended for redeemed souls; Drinking of the pure and living waters that are flowing freely all the time, None of these joys can ever be bought with all your gold.
Won't we have a good time up in heaven, List'ning to the angels shouting singing all of the time; Never any sadness All will be gladness, Walking with the Savior living in His favor all of the time.
If we live a life that's pure for Jesus and we have kept our records clear. Nothing will He hold against us brother on that glad day; We will have a crown that's bright and starry and will have a robe that's spotless white, In the glad home up there that will never pass away.
Won't we have a good time up in heaven, List'ning to the angels shouting singing all of the time; Never any sadness All will be gladness, Walking with the Savior living in His favor all of the time.
230 O Happy Day
O Happy Day
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 230
O happy day that fixed my choice On Thee, my Savior and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day; Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day.
O happy bond, that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill His house, While to that sacred shrine I move.
Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day; Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day.
'Tis done; the great transaction's done! I am the Lord's, and He is mine; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine.
Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day; Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day.
229 Just a Little Talk with Jesus
Just a Little Talk with Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 229
I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in, And then a little light from heaven filled my soul; It bathed my heart in love and wrote my name above, And just a little talk with Jesus made me whole.
Have a little talk with Jesus, tell Him all about our troubles, Hear our faintest cry, answer by and by; Feel a little pray'r wheel turning, know a little fire is burning, Find a little talk with Jesus makes it right.
Sometimes my path seems drear, without a ray of cheer, And then a cloud of doubt may hide the light of day; The mists of sin may rise and hide the starry skies, But just a little talk with Jesus clears the way.
Have a little talk with Jesus, tell Him all about our troubles, Hear our faintest cry, answer by and by; Feel a little pray'r wheel turning, know a little fire is burning, Find a little talk with Jesus makes it right.
I may have doubts and fears, my eyes be filled with tears, But Jesus is a friend who watches day and night; I go to Him in pray'r, He knows my ev'ry care, And just a little talk with Jesus makes it right.
Have a little talk with Jesus, tell Him all about our troubles, Hear our faintest cry, answer by and by; Feel a little pray'r wheel turning, know a little fire is burning, Find a little talk with Jesus makes it right.
228 I Need Thee Every Hour
I Need Thee Every Hour
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 228
I need Thee ev'ry hour, Most gracious Lord; No tender voice like Thine Can peace afford.
I need, Thee, O I need Thee, Ev'ry hour I need Thee! O bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee!
I need Thee ev'ry hour, Stay Thou near by; Temptations lose their pow'r When Thou art nigh.
I need, Thee, O I need Thee, Ev'ry hour I need Thee! O bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee!
I need Thee ev'ry hour, In joy or pain; Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain.
I need, Thee, O I need Thee, Ev'ry hour I need Thee! O bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee!
I need Thee ev'ry hour, Most Holy One; O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son!
I need, Thee, O I need Thee, Ev'ry hour I need Thee! O bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee!
227 When Our Lord Shall Come Again
When Our Lord Shall Come Again
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 227
When upon the clouds of heaven, clouds of heaven, Christ shall come to earth again, to earth again, Will the world be glad ro see Him, glad to see Him, When our Lord shall come again?
There'll be singing, there'll be shouting, There'll be sorrow, there'll be pain; There'll be weeping, There'll be praying, When our Lord shall come again.
Will His coming bring rejoicing? bring rejoicing? Or will it bring tears and pain? bring tears in pain? Are you ready to receive Him, to receive Him, When our Lord shall come again?
There'll be singing, there'll be shouting, There'll be sorrow, there'll be pain; There'll be weeping, There'll be praying, When our Lord shall come again.
Will you join in lamentation? lamentation? Or the angel's glad refrain? their glad refrain? Will you help His people crown Him, help to crown Him, When our Lord shall come again?
There'll be singing, there'll be shouting, There'll be sorrow, there'll be pain; There'll be weeping, There'll be praying, When our Lord shall come again.
Work and pray till Jesus calls you, Jesus calls you, Help to gather in the grain, the golden grain, Then with joy you'll meet the Savior, meet the Savior, When our Lord shall come again?
There'll be singing, there'll be shouting, There'll be sorrow, there'll be pain; There'll be weeping, There'll be praying, When our Lord shall come again.