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226 Come Unto Me and Rest
Come Unto Me and Rest
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 226
I hear the salvation today, O come unto Me and rest; I am the life, the truth and the way, O come unto Me and rest.
Then come, O come, (yes)come unto Me, And join with the pure and the blest; There's room enough in heaven for thee, O come unto Me and rest.
O sinner, come, there's mercy for you, O come unto Me and rest; Be saved today whatever you do, O come unto Me and rest.
Then come, O come, (yes)come unto Me, And join with the pure and the blest; There's room enough in heaven for thee, O come unto Me and rest.
Then come today, O why do you stray, O come unto Me and rest; Believe My Words, then trust and obey, O come unto Me and rest.
Then come, O come, (yes)come unto Me, And join with the pure and the blest; There's room enough in heaven for thee, O come unto Me and rest.
225 Rock of Ages, Cleft For Me
Rock of Ages, Cleft For Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 225
There is a song that the world is singing, Bringing a message of hope and cheer, Rock of Ages cleft for me, Many a time it has bro't new courage, Driving away ev'ry doubt and fear, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
Rock of Ages cleft for me, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; While the raging waters roll, near me roll, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
While I draw this fleeting breath and, When my eyelids close in death, Rock of Ages cleft for me, When I rise to the worlds unknown and when I behold Him on His throne, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
Rock of Ages cleft for me, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; While the raging waters roll, near me roll, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
Till I have crossed o'er the rolling ocean, Let me hide, blessed Rock, in Thee, Rock of Ages cleft for me; Sing it to all of the weak and weary, Sing it again and again to me, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
Rock of Ages cleft for me, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; While the raging waters roll, near me roll, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
224 Jesus Will Give You Rest
Jesus Will Give You Rest
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 224
Will you come, will you come, With your poor broken heart, Burdened and sin oppressed? Lay it down at the feet of your Savior and Lord, Jesus will give you rest.
O happy rest, sweet happy rest, Jesus will give you rest, O why won't you come in simple, trusting faith? Jesus will give you rest.
Will you come, will you come? There is mercy for you, Balm for your aching breast; Only come as you are, and believe on His name, Jesus will give you rest.
O happy rest, sweet happy rest, Jesus will give you rest, O why won't you come in simple, trusting faith? Jesus will give you rest.
Will you come, will you come? You have nothing to pay; Jesus, who loves you best, By His death on the cross purchased life for your soul, Jesus will give you rest.
O happy rest, sweet happy rest, Jesus will give you rest, O why won't you come in simple, trusting faith? Jesus will give you rest.
Will you come, will you come? How He pleads with you now; Fly to His loving breast, And whatever your sin or your sorrow may be, Jesus will give you rest.
O happy rest, sweet happy rest, Jesus will give you rest, O why won't you come in simple, trusting faith? Jesus will give you rest.
223 No Room
No Room
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 223
You always have room in your sin-loving heart, For pleasures that stain and debase; But still in your life Christ is taking no part- No room for the Giver of grace.
No room no room, As you the world go through! Some day you may come to the portal of home, And find there's no room for you!
You always have room for both envy and greed, And dreams of position and pow'r; But none for the Savior, the friend that you need, -Not even for one little hour.
No room no room, As you the world go through! Some day you may come to the portal of home, And find there's no room for you!
The things that you love all are passing away, The risk you are running is great! For, when you have room for the Savior, some day, O soul, you may find it too late!
No room no room, As you the world go through! Some day you may come to the portal of home, And find there's no room for you!
222 Jesus, I Come
Jesus, I Come
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 222
Out of the bondage, sorrow and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy freedom, gladness and light, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of my sickness into Thy health, Out of my want and into Thy wealth, Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of my shameful sorrow and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of earth's sorrows into Thy balm, Out of life's storms and into Thy calm, Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy blessed will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above, Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus I come; Into the joy and light of Thy home, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of the depths of ruin untold, Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold, Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.
221 When All of God's Singers Get Home
When All of God's Singers Get Home
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 221
What a song of delight in that city so bright, Will be wafted 'neath heaven's fair dome, How the ransomed will raise happy songs in His praise, When all of God's singers get home.
When all of God's singers get home, Where never a sorrow will come; There'll be "no place like home," When all of God's singers get home.
As we sing here on earth, songs of sadness or mirth, 'Tis a foretaste of rapture to come; But our joy can't compare with the glory up there, When all of God's singers get home.
When all of God's singers get home, Where never a sorrow will come; There'll be "no place like home," When all of God's singers get home.
Having overcome sin, "hallelujah, amen" Will be heard in that land o'er the foam, Ev'ry heart will be light and each face will be bright, When all of God's singers get home.
When all of God's singers get home, Where never a sorrow will come; There'll be "no place like home," When all of God's singers get home.
220 When Jesus Returns For His Own
When Jesus Returns For His Own
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 220
There's coming a wonderful, wonderful day, It's glory has never been known, never known; When free from our burdens we're going away, As Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
When Jesus returns for His own, for His own, And carries us up to His throne, to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
Then those who have suffered and toiled for His name, Tho' hated, rejected, unknown, yes unknown, No longer shall suffer the world's scorn and shame, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
When Jesus returns for His own, for His own, And carries us up to His throne, to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
Triumphant they'll rise with their Lord in the air, And sit with Him soon on His throne, on His throne, While those who once ridiculed weep in despair, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
When Jesus returns for His own, for His own, And carries us up to His throne, to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
No longer we'll think of the trials down here, The days when we suffered alone, all alone, For God's loving hand wipes away ev'ry tear, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
When Jesus returns for His own, for His own, And carries us up to His throne, to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
Then let us be faithful, e'en down unto death, Nor ever our troubles bemoan, e'er bemoan, But render Him praise and rejoice full of faith, That we may be counted His own, all His own.
When Jesus returns for His own, for His own, And carries us up to His throne, to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own, for His own.
219 He Keeps Me Singing
He Keeps Me Singing
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 219
There's within my heart a melody Jesus whispers sweet and low, "Fear not, I am with thee, peace be still," In all life's ebb and flow.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus- Sweetest name I know; Fills my ev'ry longing, Keeps me singing as I go.
All my life was wrecked by sin and strife, Discord filled my heart with pain; Jesus swept across the broken strings, Stirred the slumb'ring chords again.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus- Sweetest name I know; Fills my ev'ry longing, Keeps me singing as I go.
Feasting on the riches of His grace, Resting 'nearth His shelt'ring wing, Always looking on His smiling face, That is why I shout and sing.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus- Sweetest name I know; Fills my ev'ry longing, Keeps me singing as I go.
Tho sometimes He leads thru waters deep, Trials fall across the way, Tho sometimes the path seems rough and steep, See His footprints all the way.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus- Sweetest name I know; Fills my ev'ry longing, Keeps me singing as I go.
Soon He's coming back to welcome me, Far beyond the starry sky; I shall wing my flight to worlds unkown, I shall reign with Him on high.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus- Sweetest name I know; Fills my ev'ry longing, Keeps me singing as I go.
218 Why Do You Wait?
Why Do You Wait?
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 218
Why do you wait, dear brother, O why do you tarry so long? Your Savior is waiting to give you, A place in His sanctified throng.
Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now? Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now?
What do you hope, dear brother, To gain by a further delay? There's no one to save you but Jesus, There's no other way but His way.
Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now? Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now?
Do you not feel, dear brother, His Spirit now striving within? O why not accept His salvation, And throw off thy burden of sin?
Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now? Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now?
Why do you wait, dear brother, The harvest is passing away? Your Savior is longing to bless you, There's danger and death in delay.
Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now? Why not, why not, Why not come to Him now?
217 I Just Steal Away and Pray
I Just Steal Away and Pray
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 217
Ev'ry time I do a deed I shouldn't do, Ev'ry time I say a word I shouldn't say; Let me tell you what I do and it brings a blessing too, I just steal away somewhere and pray.
I just steal away, I just steal away, And I ask my blessed Lord to lead the way; I just steal away, I just steal away, I just steal away somewhere and pray.
Oftentimes I'm made to bow my head in shame, At some idle tho't or deed along life's way; But I never am ashamed of my Savior's precious name, I just steal away somewhere and pray.
I just steal away, I just steal away, And I ask my blessed Lord to lead the way; I just steal away, I just steal away, I just steal away somewhere and pray.
Christ, the Savior, always hears and answers prayer, And He gives me many blessings ev'ry day; So when I have tried my best and I've failed to pass the test, I just steal away somewhere and pray.
I just steal away, I just steal away, And I ask my blessed Lord to lead the way; I just steal away, I just steal away, I just steal away somewhere and pray.
216 Rescue the Perishing
Rescue the Perishing
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 216
Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave; Weep o'er the erring ones, Lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save.
Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.
Tho they are slighting Him, Still He is waiting, Waiting the penitent child to receive; Plead with them earnestly, Plead with them gently; He will forgive if they only believe.
Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.
Down in the human heart, Crushed by the tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore; Touched by a loving heart, Wakened by kindness, Chords that are broken will vibrate once more.
Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.
Rescue the perishing, Duty demands it; Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide; Back to the narrow way, Patiently win them, Tell the poor wand'rer a Savior has died.
Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.
215 Way Up In Glory
Way Up In Glory
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 215
Some day in glory land with angels we'll sing, Where there will be no parting hand; (no parting hand;but thru the) Ages eternal how our voices will ring, Way up in glory land.
Way up in glory, (singing), Way up in glory, (there with) Loved ones upon that golden strand;(eternal strand; 'Twill be a) Wonderful meeting, glorious greeting (pilgrim) Way up in glory land (way up in glory).
All will be happiness on heaven's bright shore, No storms up there will e'er expand; (will e'er expand; we'll just keep) Living and singing as the King we adore, Way up in glory land.
Way up in glory, (singing), Way up in glory, (there with) Loved ones upon that golden strand;(eternal strand; 'Twill be a) Wonderful meeting, glorious greeting (pilgrim) Way up in glory land (way up in glory).
Kept by His power while the ages shall roll, Spotless, redeemed up there to stand; (up there to stand; O what a) Wonderful chorus as His name we extol, Way up in glory land.
Way up in glory, (singing), Way up in glory, (there with) Loved ones upon that golden strand;(eternal strand; 'Twill be a) Wonderful meeting, glorious greeting (pilgrim) Way up in glory land (way up in glory).
214 What A Savior
What A Savior
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 214
Once I was straying in sin's dark valley, No hope within could I see; They searched thru heaven and found a Savior, To save a poor lost soul like me.
O what a Savior, O hallelujah, His heart was broken on Calvary; His hands were nail-scarred, His side was riven, He gave His life-blood for even me.
He left the Father, with all His riches, With calmness sweet and serene, Came down from heaven and gave His lifeblood, To make the vilest sinner clean.
O what a Savior, O hallelujah, His heart was broken on Calvary; His hands were nail-scarred, His side was riven, He gave His life-blood for even me.
Death's chilly waters I'll soon be crossing, His hand will lead me safe o'er; I'll join the chorus in that great city, And sing up there forevermore.
O what a Savior, O hallelujah, His heart was broken on Calvary; His hands were nail-scarred, His side was riven, He gave His life-blood for even me.
213 When They Ring the Golden Bells
When They Ring the Golden Bells
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 213
There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever, And we only reach that shore by faith's decree; One by one we'll gain the portals, there to dwell with the immortals, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.
Don't you hear the bells now ringing? Don't you hear the angels singing? 'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee, In that far-off sweet forever, just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.
We shall know no sin nor sorrow, in that haven of tomorrow, When our barque shall sail beyond the silver sea; We shall only know the blessing of our Father's sweet caressing, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.
Don't you hear the bells now ringing? Don't you hear the angels singing? 'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee, In that far-off sweet forever, just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.
When our days shall know their number, when in death we sweetly slumber, When the King commands the spirit to be free; Nevermore with anguish laden, we shall reach that lovely aiden, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.
Don't you hear the bells now ringing? Don't you hear the angels singing? 'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee, In that far-off sweet forever, just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.
212 He Whispers Sweet Peace To Me
He Whispers Sweet Peace To Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 212
Sometimes when misgivings darken the day, And faith's light I cannot see; I ask my dear Lord to brighten the way, He whispers sweet peace to me.
Yes, He whispers to me, He whispers sweet peace to me, When I am cast down in spirit and soul, He whispers sweet peace to me.
I could not go on without Him I know, The world would o'erwhelm my soul; For I could not see the right way to go, When temptations o'er me roll.
Yes, He whispers to me, He whispers sweet peace to me, When I am cast down in spirit and soul, He whispers sweet peace to me.
I trust Him thru faith, by faith hold His hand, And sometimes my faith is weak; And then when I ask Him to take command, It seems that I hear Him speak.
Yes, He whispers to me, He whispers sweet peace to me, When I am cast down in spirit and soul, He whispers sweet peace to me.
He speaks in a still, small voice we are told, A voice that dispels all fear; And when I'm in doubt, or troubled in soul, That still small voice I can hear.
Yes, He whispers to me, He whispers sweet peace to me, When I am cast down in spirit and soul, He whispers sweet peace to me.
211 He Leadeth Me
He Leadeth Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 211
He leadeth me! O blessed tho't! O words with heav'nly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.
He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follow'r I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me.
Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters still, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me!
He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follow'r I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me.
Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine, Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me!
He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follow'r I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me.
And when my task on earth is done, When , by Thy grace, the vic'try's won, E'ed, death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God thru Jordan leadeth me.
He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follow'r I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me.
210 I'll Make It My Home
I'll Make It My Home
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 210
I've heard of a beautiful city above, Where no one can go astray; And since I am trusting His wonderful love, I'll make it my home some day.
I'll make it my home some day, When shadows have passed away; A mansion of love is waiting above, I'll make it my home some day.
I've heard of a city with streets of pure gold, Where treasures can not decay; Where love's blesed story with rapture is told, I'll make it my home some day.
I'll make it my home some day, When shadows have passed away; A mansion of love is waiting above, I'll make it my home some day.
I've heard of a city where stands the great throne, And angels in white array, Are praising my Lord, with my loved and His own, I'll make it my home someday.
I'll make it my home some day, When shadows have passed away; A mansion of love is waiting above, I'll make it my home some day.
So patiently, lovingly trusting my Lord, Till I shall be called away, I labor and wait, for I know His reward, My soul shall enjoy some day.
I'll make it my home some day, When shadows have passed away; A mansion of love is waiting above, I'll make it my home some day.
209 The Last Mile Of The Way
The Last Mile Of The Way
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 209
If I walk in the pathway of duty, If I work till the close of the day, I shall see the great King in His beauty, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
If for Christ I proclaim the glad story, If I seek for His sheep gone astray, I am sure He will show me His glory, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
Here the dearest of ties we must sever, Tears of sorrow are seen ev'ry day; But no sickness, no sighing for ever, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
And if here I have earnestly striven, And have tried all His will to obey, 'Twill enhance all the rapture of heaven, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me, When I've gone the last mile of the way.
208 A Soul Winner for Jesus
A Soul Winner for Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 208
I want to be a soul winner for Jesus ev'ry day, He does so much for me; I want to aid the lost sinner to leave his erring way, And be from bondage free.
A soul winner for Jesus, A soul winner for Jesus, O let me be each day; A soul winner for Jesus, A soul winner for Jesus, He's done so much for me.
I want to be a soul winner and bring the lost to Christ, That they His grace may know; I want to live for Christ ever, and do His blessed will, Because He loves me so.
A soul winner for Jesus, A soul winner for Jesus, O let me be each day; A soul winner for Jesus, A soul winner for Jesus, He's done so much for me.
I want to be a soul winner till Jesus calls for me, To lay my burdens down; I want to hear Him say, servant, "You've gathered many sheaves, Receive a starry crown."
A soul winner for Jesus, A soul winner for Jesus, O let me be each day; A soul winner for Jesus, A soul winner for Jesus, He's done so much for me.
207 Look For Me at the Gate
Look For Me at the Gate
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 207
If you should reach heaven before I arrive, And enter that blessed estate, Remember to meet you I'll earnestly strive, Just look for me at the gate.
Just look for me at the gate, You'll not have long to wait; I'll surely prepare to meet you there, Just look for me at the gate.
I've loved ones and friends who are happy up there, And they for my coming await; To join them and you I mean here to prepare, Just look for me at the gate.
Just look for me at the gate, You'll not have long to wait; I'll surely prepare to meet you there, Just look for me at the gate.
Such wonderful singing up there you will here; And meet our dear Savior so great; Be watching for me as the crossing is near, Just look for me at the gate.
Just look for me at the gate, You'll not have long to wait; I'll surely prepare to meet you there, Just look for me at the gate.
206 In the Shadow of the Cross
In the Shadow of the Cross
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 206
As we journey on t'ward heaven's shining goal, We may suffer pain and loss; Burdens only bring us blessings if we live, In the shadow of the cross.
Are you living in the shadow of the cross, Where the Savior took your place? By the cross He'll lead us to that home above, There we'll see Him face to face.
On that tree of sorrow Jesus died for all, Took up on Himself our dross; As I see Him there I long to ever live, In the shadow of the cross.
Are you living in the shadow of the cross, Where the Savior took your place? By the cross He'll lead us to that home above, There we'll see Him face to face.
There are souls to rescue, there are souls to save, On the sea of life they toss; May we be a light and them how to live, In the shadow of the cross.
Are you living in the shadow of the cross, Where the Savior took your place? By the cross He'll lead us to that home above, There we'll see Him face to face.
205 Life's Railway to Heaven
Life's Railway to Heaven
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 205
Life is like a mountain railway, With an engineer that's brave; We must make the run successful, From the cradle to the grave; Watch the curves, the fills, the tunnels; Never falter, never quail; Keep your hand upon the throttle, And your eye upon the rail.
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore, Where the angels wait to join us, In Thy praise forevermore.
You will roll up grades of trial; You will cross the bridge of strife; See that Christ is your conductor, On this lightning train of life; Always mindful of obstruction, Do your duty, never fail; Keep your hand upon the throttle, And your eye upon the rail.
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore, Where the angels wait to join us, In Thy praise forevermore.
You will often find obstructions, Look for storms of wind and rain; On a fill, or curve, or trestle, They will almost ditch your train; Put your trust alone in Jesus, Never falter, never fail; Keep your hand upon the throttle, And your eye upon the rail.
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore, Where the angels wait to join us, In Thy praise forevermore.
As you roll across the trestle, Spanning Jordan's swelling tide, You behold the Union Depot, Into which your train will glide; There you'll meet the Superintendent, God the Father, God the Son, With the hearty, joyous plaudit, "Weary pilgrim, welcome home."
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore, Where the angels wait to join us, In Thy praise forevermore.
204 Break Thou the Bread of Life
Break Thou the Bread of Life
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 204
Break Thou the bread of life, dear Lord to me, As Thou didst break the loaves beside the sea, Beyond the sacred page I see, Thee, Lord, My spirit pants for Thee, O living Word!
Bless Thou the truth dear Lord, To me, to me, As Thou didst bless the bread by Galilee; Then shall all bondage cease, All fetters fall, And I shall find my peace, My all in all.
Teach me to live dear Lord, Only for Thee, As Thy disciples lived in Galilee; Then, all my struggles o'er, Then vict'ry won, I shall behold Thee, Lord, The living One.
203 I Know My Lords Gonna Lead Me Out
I Know My Lords Gonna Lead Me Out
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 203
I'm pressing on, thru this world of care, Nobody knows what a load I bear, But for my Lord I will bravely stand, And I know my Lord's gonna lead me out of this pilgrim land.
I know my Lord's gonna lead me out, I know my Lord's gonna lead me out; I'm gonna pray, do the best I can, And I know my Lord's gonna lead me out of this pilgrim land.
He hears my prayer, for me intercedes, And He's a friend ev'rybody needs, He lifted me from the sinking sand, And I know my Lord's gonna lead me out of this pilgrim land.
I know my Lord's gonna lead me out, I know my Lord's gonna lead me out; I'm gonna pray, do the best I can, And I know my Lord's gonna lead me out of this pilgrim land.
I'm gonna rest on the gospel way, Just long enough to kneel and pray, I'm gonna cling to His precious hand, And I know my Lord's gonna lead me out of this pilgrim land.
I know my Lord's gonna lead me out, I know my Lord's gonna lead me out; I'm gonna pray, do the best I can, And I know my Lord's gonna lead me out of this pilgrim land.
202 Look to the Lamb of God
Look to the Lamb of God
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 202
If you from sin are longing to be free, Look to the Lamb of God; He, to redeem you, died on Calvary, Look to the Lamb of God.
Look to the Lamb of God, Look to the Lamb of God, For He alone is able to save you, Look to the Lamb of God.
When Satan tempts, and doubts and fears assail, Look to the Lamb of God; You in His strength shall over all prevail, Look to the Lamb of God.
Look to the Lamb of God, Look to the Lamb of God, For He alone is able to save you, Look to the Lamb of God.
Are you weary, does the way seem long? Look to the Lamb of God; His love will cheer and fill your heart with song, Look to the Lamb of God.
Look to the Lamb of God, Look to the Lamb of God, For He alone is able to save you, Look to the Lamb of God.
Fear not when shadows on your pathway fall, Look to the Lamb of God; In joy or sorrow Christ is all in all, Look to the Lamb of God.
Look to the Lamb of God, Look to the Lamb of God, For He alone is able to save you, Look to the Lamb of God.
201 If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again
If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 201
How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream, When memory recalls them now and then! And with whay rapture sweet my weary heart would beat, If I could hear my mother pray again.
If I could hear my mother pray again, If I could hear her tender voice as then! So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me, If I could hear my mother pray again.
She used to pray that I on Jesus would rely, And always walk the shining gospel way; So trusting still His love I seek that home above, Where I shall meet my mother some glad day.
If I could hear my mother pray again, If I could hear her tender voice as then! So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me, If I could hear my mother pray again.
Within the old home-place, her patient, smiling face, Was always spreading comfort, hope, and cheer; And when she used to sing to her eternal King, It was the songs the angels loved to hear.
If I could hear my mother pray again, If I could hear her tender voice as then! So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me, If I could hear my mother pray again.
Her work on earth is done, the life-crown has been won, And she will be at rest with Him above; And some glad morning, she I know will welcome me, To that eternal home of peace and love.
If I could hear my mother pray again, If I could hear her tender voice as then! So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me, If I could hear my mother pray again.
200 Farther Along
Farther Along
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 200
Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder, Why it should be thus all the day long, While there are others living about us, Never molested tho in the wrong.
Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along we'll understand why; Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine, We'll understand it all by and by.
When death has come and taken our loved ones, It leaves our home so lonely and drear; Then do we wonder why others prosper, Living so wicked year after year.
Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along we'll understand why; Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine, We'll understand it all by and by.
Faithful till death said our loving Master, A few more days to labor and wait; Toils of the road will then seem as nothing, As we sweep thru the beautiful gate.
Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along we'll understand why; Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine, We'll understand it all by and by.
When we see Jesus coming in glory, When He comes from His home in the sky; Then we shall meet Him in that bright mansion, We'll understand it all by and by.
Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along we'll understand why; Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine, We'll understand it all by and by.
199 Deeper Deeper
Deeper Deeper
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 199
Deeper, deeper in the love of Jesus, Daily let me go; Higher, higher in the school of wisdom, More of grace to know.
O deeper yet, I pray, And higher ev'ry day, And wiser, blessed Lord, In Thy precious, holy word
Deeper, deeper! Blessed Holy Spirit, Take me deeper still, Till my life is wholly lost in Jesus, And his perfect will.
O deeper yet, I pray, And higher ev'ry day, And wiser, blessed Lord, In Thy precious, holy word
Deeper, deeper! Tho' it cost hard trials, Deeper let me go! Rooted in the holy love of Jesus, Let me fruitful grow.
O deeper yet, I pray, And higher ev'ry day, And wiser, blessed Lord, In Thy precious, holy word
Deeper, higher, ev'ry day in Jesus, Till all conflict past, Finds me conqueror, and in His own image, Perfected at last.
O deeper yet, I pray, And higher ev'ry day, And wiser, blessed Lord, In Thy precious, holy word
198 Hold the Fort
Hold the Fort
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 198
Ho, my comrades, see the signal, Waving in the sky! Reinforcements now appearing, Victory is nigh.
"Hold the fort, for I am coming," Jesus signals still; Wave the answer back to heaven, "By Thy grace we will."
See the mighty host advancing, Satan leading on; Mighty men around us falling, Courage almost gone!
"Hold the fort, for I am coming," Jesus signals still; Wave the answer back to heaven, "By Thy grace we will."
See the glorious banner waving! Hear the trumpet blow! In our leader's name we triumph, Over er'ry foe.
"Hold the fort, for I am coming," Jesus signals still; Wave the answer back to heaven, "By Thy grace we will."
Fierce and long the battle rages, But our help is near; Onward comes our great Commander, Cheer, my comrades, cheer!
"Hold the fort, for I am coming," Jesus signals still; Wave the answer back to heaven, "By Thy grace we will."
197 I'll Live In Glory
I'll Live In Glory
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 197
I'd like to stay here longer than man's alloted days, And watch the fleeting changes of life's uneven ways, But if my Savior calls me to that sweet home on high, I'll live with Him forever in Glory by and by.
O yes, I'll live in Glory, by and by, I'll tell and sing love's story there on high; There with my dear Redeemer no more to die, O yes, I'll live in Glory by and by.
I want to be of service along this pilgrim way, And lead the lost to Jesus as fervently I pray; As day by day I travel I'll keep Him ever nigh, And live with Him forever in Glory by and by.
O yes, I'll live in Glory, by and by, I'll tell and sing love's story there on high; There with my dear Redeemer no more to die, O yes, I'll live in Glory by and by.
The end I know is nearing- by faith I look away, To yonder home supernal- the land of endless day; I'll cling to Him forever, and look beyond the sky, And spend the endless ages in Glory by and by.
O yes, I'll live in Glory, by and by, I'll tell and sing love's story there on high; There with my dear Redeemer no more to die, O yes, I'll live in Glory by and by.
196 Drifting too Far From the Shore
Drifting too Far From the Shore
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 196
Out on the perilous deep, Where dangers silently creep, And storms so violently sweep, You are drifting too far from shore.
Drifting too far from shore, You are drifting too far from shore; Come to Jesus today, let Him show you the way, You are drifting too far from the shore.
Today the tempest rolls high, And clouds o'ershadow the sky, Sure death is hovering nigh, You are drifting too far from the shore.
Drifting too far from shore, You are drifting too far from shore; Come to Jesus today, let Him show you the way, You are drifting too far from the shore.
Why meet a terrible fate, When joys abundantly wait? Turn back before it's too late, You are drifting too far from the shore.
Drifting too far from shore, You are drifting too far from shore; Come to Jesus today, let Him show you the way, You are drifting too far from the shore.
195 In the Great Triumphant Morning
In the Great Triumphant Morning
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 195
In the great triumphant morning, whe we hear the Bridegroom cry, And the dead in Christ shall rise, We'll be changed to life immortal, in the twinkling of an eye, And meet Jesus in the skies, heavenly skies.
We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, In the morning when the dead in Christ shall rise; We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, And shall have the marriage supper in the skies, up in the skies.
In the great triumphant morning, what a happy time 'twill be, When the dead in Christ shall rise, When the Lord descends in glory, sets His waiting children free, And we meet Him in the skies, Heavenly skies.
We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, In the morning when the dead in Christ shall rise; We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, And shall have the marriage supper in the skies, up in the skies.
In the great triumphant morning, when the harvest is complete, And the dead in Christ shall rise, We'll be crowned in life immortal, Christ and all the loved ones meet, In the rapture in the skies, heavenly skies.
We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, In the morning when the dead in Christ shall rise; We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, And shall have the marriage supper in the skies, up in the skies.
In the great and triumphant morning, all the kingdoms we'll possess, Then the dead in Christ shall rise, Reign as kings and priests eternal, under Christ forever blest, After meeting in the skies, heavenly skies.
We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, In the morning when the dead in Christ shall rise; We shall all rise to meet Him, we shall all go to greet Him, And shall have the marriage supper in the skies, up in the skies.
194 Wonderful Story of Love
Wonderful Story of Love
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 194
Wonderful story of love, Tell it to me again, Wonderful story of love, Wake the immortal strain; Angels with rapture announce it, Shepherds with wonder receive it; Sinner, O won't you believe it? Wonderful story of love.
Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful story of love.
Wonderful story of love, Tho' you are far away, Wonderful story of love, Still He doth call today, Calling from Calvary's mountain, Down from the crystal bright fountain, E'en from the dawn of creation, Wonderful story of love.
Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful story of love.
Wonderful story of love, Jesus provides rest, Wonderful story of love, For all the pure and blest; Rest in those mansions above us With those who've gone on before us, Singing the rapturous chorus, Wonderful story of love.
Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful story of love.
193 It is Truly Wonderful
It is Truly Wonderful
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 193
He pardoned my transgressions, He sanctified my soul, He honors my confessions, Since by His blood I'm whole.
It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! Glory to His name.
He keeps me every moment By trusting in His grace; 'Tis thru His blest atonement, That I may see His face.
It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! Glory to His name.
He brings me thru affliction, He leaves me not alone; He's with me in temptation, He keeps me for His own.
It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! Glory to His name.
He prospers and protects me, His blessings ever flow; He fills me with His glory, He makes me white as snow.
It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! Glory to His name.
He keeps me firm and faithful, His love I do enjoy, For this I shall be grateful, And live in His employ.
It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! Glory to His name.
There's not a single blessing, Which we receive on earth, That does not come from heaven, The source of our new birth.
It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful what the Lord has done! Glory to His name.
192 Tell Me the Story of Jesus
Tell Me the Story of Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 192
Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart ev'ry word; Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard. Tell how the angels, in chorus, Sang as they welcomed His birth, "Glory to God in the highest! Peace and good tidings to earth."
Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart ev'ry word; Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard.
Fasting alone in the desert, Tell of the days that are passed, How for our sins He was tempted, Yet was triumphant at last. Tell of the years of His labor, Tell of the sorrow He bore, He was despised and afflicted, Homeless, rejected, and poor.
Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart ev'ry word; Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell of the cross where they nailed Him, Writhing in anguish and pain; Tell of the grave where they laid Him, Tell how He liveth again. Love in that story so tender, Clearer than ever I see; Stay, let me weep while you whisper, Love paid the ransom for me.
Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart ev'ry word; Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard.
191 Honey in the Rock
Honey in the Rock
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 191
O my brother, do you know the Savior, Who is wondrous kind and true? He's the Rock of your Salvation! There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Oh, there's Honey in the Rock, my brother, There's Honey in the Rock for you; Leave your sins for the blood to cover, There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Have you tasted that the Lord is gracious? Do you walk in the way that's new? Have you drunk from the living fountain? There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Oh, there's Honey in the Rock, my brother, There's Honey in the Rock for you; Leave your sins for the blood to cover, There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Do you pray unto God the Father, "What wilt Thou have me to do?" Never fear, He will surely answer, There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Oh, there's Honey in the Rock, my brother, There's Honey in the Rock for you; Leave your sins for the blood to cover, There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Then go out thru the streets and byways, Preach the word to the many or few; Say to ev'ry fallen brother, There's Honey in the Rock for you.
Oh, there's Honey in the Rock, my brother, There's Honey in the Rock for you; Leave your sins for the blood to cover, There's Honey in the Rock for you.
190 In That Home of the Soul
In That Home of the Soul
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 190
Soon the toils of life will cease, Then no sorrow we shall know, In that home of the soul; There we'll dwell in joy and peace, Robed in garments white as snow, In that home of the soul.
Blessed thought, there to dwell, In that home of the soul; Endless praise we shall swell, In that home of the soul.
There the Savior we shall see, And His glory ever share, In that home of the soul; Reunited we shall be, With the ransomed over there, In that home of the soul.
Blessed thought, there to dwell, In that home of the soul; Endless praise we shall swell, In that home of the soul.
While the ages onward roll, Round the shining throne we'll sing, In that home of the soul; With the angels we'll extol, Him, the Christ, our Lord, and King, In that home of the soul.
Blessed thought, there to dwell, In that home of the soul; Endless praise we shall swell, In that home of the soul.
189 I Will Trade the Old Cross For a Crown
I Will Trade the Old Cross For a Crown
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 189
I shall not bear the cross thru yon city, When the burdens of life are laid down, When I knock on the portals of heaven, I will trade the old cross for a crown.
Yes, I'll trade the old cross for a crown, When the burdens of life are laid down; When the pearl gates for me shall swing open, I will trade the old cross for a crown.
Tho' the cross oftentimes has been heavy, And oft, fortune on me seems to frown; But how happy I'll be over yonder, When I trade the old cross for a crown.
Yes, I'll trade the old cross for a crown, When the burdens of life are laid down; When the pearl gates for me shall swing open, I will trade the old cross for a crown.
Oft, my bark has been tossed on life's billows, And each wave tried my vessel to drown; But no stormcloud can harm me forever, When I trade the old cross for a crown.
Yes, I'll trade the old cross for a crown, When the burdens of life are laid down; When the pearl gates for me shall swing open, I will trade the old cross for a crown.
Ev'ry cross that I bear for my Savior, Will at last when He calls be laid down, And my sorrows will all be forgotten, When I trade the old cross for a crown.
Yes, I'll trade the old cross for a crown, When the burdens of life are laid down; When the pearl gates for me shall swing open, I will trade the old cross for a crown.
188 Come Unto Me
Come Unto Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 188
Hear the blessed Savior calling the oppressed, " O ye heavy laden, come to Me and rest; Come, no longer tarry, I your load will bear, Bring me every burden, bring Me every care."
Come unto Me, I will give you rest, Take My yoke upon you, Hear me and be blessed; I am meek and lowly, Come and trust My might; Come, My yoke is easy, And My burden's light.
Are you disappointed, wand'ring here and there, Dragging chains of doubt and loaded down with care? Do unholy feelings struggle in your breast? Bring your case to Jesus, He will give you rest.
Come unto Me, I will give you rest, Take My yoke upon you, Hear me and be blessed; I am meek and lowly, Come and trust My might; Come, My yoke is easy, And My burden's light.
Stumbling on the mountains dark with sin and shame, Stumbling toward the pit of hell's consuming flames, By the powers of sin deluded and oppressed, Hear the tender Shepherd,-"Come to Me and rest."
Come unto Me, I will give you rest, Take My yoke upon you, Hear me and be blessed; I am meek and lowly, Come and trust My might; Come, My yoke is easy, And My burden's light.
Have you cares of business, cares of pressing debt? Cares of social life of cares of hopes unmet? Are you by remorse of sence of guilt depressed, Come right on to Jesus, He will give you rest.
Come unto Me, I will give you rest, Take My yoke upon you, Hear me and be blessed; I am meek and lowly, Come and trust My might; Come, My yoke is easy, And My burden's light.
Have you by temptations often conquered been, Has a sense of weakness brought distress within? Christ will sanctify you, if you'll claim His best, In the Holy Spirit He will give you rest.
Come unto Me, I will give you rest, Take My yoke upon you, Hear me and be blessed; I am meek and lowly, Come and trust My might; Come, My yoke is easy, And My burden's light.
187 My Song of Praise
My Song of Praise
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 187
I'm going along, o'er-flowing with song, The sin clouds all rolled away, rolled away; The heavenly Dove is bending above, To cheer me from day to day.
All glory to Him I bring! with gladness to Him I cling; With perfect delight, by day and by night, This wonderful song I sing.
He's guiding me straight to fair heaven's gate, And making my pathway clear, ever clear; He's leading me on to heaven's fair throne, With angels to dwell up there.
All glory to Him I bring! with gladness to Him I cling; With perfect delight, by day and by night, This wonderful song I sing.
With lovelight aglow, wherever I go, I'll sing of His saving grace, saving grace; When earthlife is o'er, then, forevermore, I'll look on His smiling face.
All glory to Him I bring! with gladness to Him I cling; With perfect delight, by day and by night, This wonderful song I sing.
186 Let Me Live Close To Thee
Let Me Live Close To Thee
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 186
In Thy field I would wield sickles brave and true, In the fight for the right I would dare and do, Spend my days in Thy praise all the journey through, Let me live close to Thee each day.
Let me live close to Thee, Guide me all along the way; Let me live close to Thee, Let me walk close to Thee each day.
Not the crown nor renown that the world might see, I would work, never shirk, blessed Lord, for Thee, But to know where I go that my soul is free, Let me live close to Thee each day.
Let me live close to Thee, Guide me all along the way; Let me live close to Thee, Let me walk close to Thee each day.
Help me bear and to share some poor pilgrim's load, Be my friend to the end of the toilsome road, I would sing to my King in the soul's abode, Let me live close to Thee each day.
Let me live close to Thee, Guide me all along the way; Let me live close to Thee, Let me walk close to Thee each day.
185 Throw Out The Lifeline
Throw Out The Lifeline
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 185
Throw out the Lifeline across the dark wave, There is a brother whom someone should save' Somebody's brother! O who then will dare, To throw out the Lifeline, His peril to share?
Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is drifting away; Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is sianking today.
Throw out the Lifeline with hand quick and strong, Why do you tarry, why linger so long? See he is sinking; O hasten today- And out with the Life-boat! away then away!
Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is drifting away; Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is sianking today.
Throw out the Lifeline to danger fraught men, Sinking in anguish where you've never been; Winds of temptation and billows of woe, Will soon hirl them out where the dark waters flow.
Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is drifting away; Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is sianking today.
Soon will the season of rescue be o'er, Soon will they drift to eternity's shore, Hast then, my brother, no time for delay, But throw out the Lifeline and save them today.
Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is drifting away; Throw out the Lifeline! throw out the Lifeline! Some one is sianking today.
184 I'm Going Through
I'm Going Through
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 184
Lord, I have started to walk in the light, Shining upon me from heaven so bright; I bade the world and its follies adieu, I've started in, Jesus, and I'm going thru.
I'm going thru, yes, I'm going thru; I'll pay the price, whatever others do, I'll take the way with the Lord's despised few, I'm going thru, Jesus, I'm going thru.
Many they are who start in the race, But with the light they refused to keep pace; Others accept it because it is new; But not very many expect to go thru.
I'm going thru, yes, I'm going thru; I'll pay the price, whatever others do, I'll take the way with the Lord's despised few, I'm going thru, Jesus, I'm going thru.
I'd rather walk with Jesus alone, And have for a pillow, like Jacob, a stone; Living each moment with His face in view, Than shrink from my pathway and fail to go thru.
I'm going thru, yes, I'm going thru; I'll pay the price, whatever others do, I'll take the way with the Lord's despised few, I'm going thru, Jesus, I'm going thru.
O brother, now will you take up the cross? Give up the world, and count it as dross; Sell all thou hast, and give to the poor, Then go thru with Jesus and those who endure.
I'm going thru, yes, I'm going thru; I'll pay the price, whatever others do, I'll take the way with the Lord's despised few, I'm going thru, Jesus, I'm going thru.
183 He Set Me Free
He Set Me Free
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 183
Once like a bird in prison I dwelt, No freedom from my sorrow I felt, But Jesus came and listened to me, And glory to God, He set me free.
He set me free, yes, He set me free, He broke the bonds of prison for me; I'm glory-bound my Jesus to see, For glory to God, He set me free.
Now I am climbing higher each day , Darkness of night has drifted away, My feet are planted on higher ground, And glory to God I'm homeward bound.
He set me free, yes, He set me free, He broke the bonds of prison for me; I'm glory-bound my Jesus to see, For glory to God, He set me free.
Goodbye to sin and things that confound, Naught of this world shall turn me around, Daily I'm working, I'm praying too, and glory to God, I'm going through.
He set me free, yes, He set me free, He broke the bonds of prison for me; I'm glory-bound my Jesus to see, For glory to God, He set me free.
182 The Cross Is Not Greater
The Cross Is Not Greater
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 182
The cross that He gave may be heavy, But it ne'er outweighs His grace, The storm that I feared may surround me, But it ne'er excludes His face.
The cross is not greater than His grace, The storm cannot hide His blessed face; I am satisfied to know, That with Jesus here below, I can conquer every foe.
The thorns in my path are not sharper, Than composed His crown for me, The cup that I drink not more bitter, Than He drank in Gethsemane.
The cross is not greater than His grace, The storm cannot hide His blessed face; I am satisfied to know, That with Jesus here below, I can conquer every foe.
The light of His love shineth brighter, As it falls on paths of woe, The toll of my work groweth lighter, As I stoop to raise the low.
The cross is not greater than His grace, The storm cannot hide His blessed face; I am satisfied to know, That with Jesus here below, I can conquer every foe.
His will I have have joy in fulfilling, As I'm walking in His sight, My all to the blood I am bringing, It alone can keep me right.
The cross is not greater than His grace, The storm cannot hide His blessed face; I am satisfied to know, That with Jesus here below, I can conquer every foe.
181 Is Your All On the Altar?
Is Your All On the Altar?
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 181
You have longed for sweet peace, and for faith to increase, And have earnestly, fervently, prayed; But you cannot have rest, or be perfectly blest, Until all on the altar is laid.
Is your all on the altar of sacrifice laid? Your heart, does the Spirit control? You can only be blessed and have peace and sweet rest, As you yield Him your body and soul.
Would you walk with the Lord, in the light of His Word, And have peace and contentment alway, You must do His sweet will , to be free from all ill, On the altar your all you must lay.
Is your all on the altar of sacrifice laid? Your heart, does the Spirit control? You can only be blessed and have peace and sweet rest, As you yield Him your body and soul.
Oh, we never can know what the Lord will bestow, Of the blessings for which we have prayed, Till our body and soul He doth filly control, And our all on the altar is laid.
Is your all on the altar of sacrifice laid? Your heart, does the Spirit control? You can only be blessed and have peace and sweet rest, As you yield Him your body and soul.
Who can tell all the love, He will send from above, And how happy our hearts will be made, Of the fellowship sweet we shall share at His feet, When our all on the altar is laid.
Is your all on the altar of sacrifice laid? Your heart, does the Spirit control? You can only be blessed and have peace and sweet rest, As you yield Him your body and soul.
180 My Reward
My Reward
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 180
I'll wear a crown of glory, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home. The Savior will greet me, He'll be the first to meet me, And by His side will seat me, When I get home.
When I get home, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home; When I get home, when I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story when I get home.
All darkness will be ended, When I get home, But light and love have blended, When I get home. I'll never know a sorrow, When comes that glorious morrow, But joyful songs forever, When I get home.
When I get home, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home; When I get home, when I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story when I get home.
There'll be no time for weeping, When I get home, But be a blessed reaping, When I get home. For Jesus there will bless me, And lovingly caress me, And nothing will distress me, When I get home.
When I get home, When I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story, When I get home; When I get home, when I get home, I'll sing the wondrous story when I get home.
179 Sunshine In the Soul
Sunshine In the Soul
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 179
There's sunshine in my soul today, More glorious and bright, Than glows in any earthly skies, For Jesus is my light.
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful happy moments roll; When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
There's music in my soul today, A carol to the King, And Jesus, listening, can hear, The songs I cannot sing.
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful happy moments roll; When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
There's springtime in my soul today, For, when the Lord is near, The dove of peace sings in my heart, The flow'rs of grace appear.
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful happy moments roll; When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
There's gladness in my soul today, And hope, and praise, and love, For blessings which He gives me now, For joys "laid up" above.
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful happy moments roll; When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
178 I'm On The Sunny Side
I'm On The Sunny Side
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 178
I've found the Savior, and I'm happy now in Him, I'm on the sunny side of life; He gives me vict'ry, I have peace and joy within, I'm on the sunny side of life.
I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life; I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life.
I've left the wilderness, I'm on the other side, I'm on the sunny side of life; Till Jesus calls me home, in Canaan I'll abide, I'm on the sunny side of life.
I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life; I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life.
The passing days bring many cares for me, I know, I'm on the sunny side of life; I praise the Lord, He keeps me whiter than the snow, I'm on the sunny side of life.
I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life; I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life.
Brother, so weary, hear the Savior calling thee, Come on the sunny side of life; He will deliver, He will keep thee ev'ry day, Come on the sunny side of life.
I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life; I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side, I'm on the sunny side of life.
177 O Morning Glad
O Morning Glad
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 177
O morning glad, when light will shine, Thru Heaven's gate for me; And I shall greet the Friend divine, Who died to set me free.
O morning glad, when trials cease, And I no more shall roam; But in His love's eternal peace, Be with my Lord at home.
O morning glad, when sin no more, Shall fill my soul with fear; Whe I shall reach the better shore, With my Redeemer dear.
O morning glad, when trials cease, And I no more shall roam; But in His love's eternal peace, Be with my Lord at home.
O morning glad, when those who wait, And watch for me above; Will meet me at His palace gate, With words of joy and love.
O morning glad, when trials cease, And I no more shall roam; But in His love's eternal peace, Be with my Lord at home.
O morning glad, when storms shall end, And billows cease to roll; For then I shall behold the Friend, Who died to save my soul.
O morning glad, when trials cease, And I no more shall roam; But in His love's eternal peace, Be with my Lord at home.
176 If the Light Has Gone Out
If the Light Has Gone Out
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 176
When the sun of your life has gone down, And the clouds in the west turn to gold,(turn to gold) Enless night then to you will have come, If the light has gone out in your soul.
O just think how in death you will feel, With the light growing dim in your soul; O how lonely 'twill be! O how still!(how still) When the light has gone out in your soul.
When you come to the end of the way, And life's story for you has been told,(has been told), O how sad all to you will appear, If the light has gone out in your soul.
O just think how in death you will feel, With the light growing dim in your soul; O how lonely 'twill be! O how still!(how still) When the light has gone out in your soul.
When before judgment's bar you shall stand, And the deeds that have here had control(had control) Good and evil appear, O what then , If the light has gone out in your soul.
O just think how in death you will feel, With the light growing dim in your soul; O how lonely 'twill be! O how still!(how still) When the light has gone out in your soul.
175 We're Marching to Zion
We're Marching to Zion
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 175
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 know 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 heavenly fields, Before we reach the heavenly 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 ev'ry tear be dry; We're marching thru Immanuel's ground, We're marching thru Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high, To fairer worlds on high.
174 When Morning Comes
When Morning Comes
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 174
Trials dark on ev'ry hand, and we cannot understand, All the ways that God will lead us to that blessed promised land; But He'll guide us with His eye, and we'll follow till we die, We will inderstand it better by and by.
By and by when the morning comes, All the saints of God are gathering home, We will tell the story how we've overcome, We will understand it better by and by.
We are often destitute of the things that life demands, Want of shelter and of food, thirsty hills and barren land; But we're trusting in the Lord, and according to His word, We will understand it better by and by.
By and by when the morning comes, All the saints of God are gathering home, We will tell the story how we've overcome, We will understand it better by and by.
Temptations, hidden snares, often take us unawares, And our hearts are made to bleed for each thoughtless word or deed; And we wonder why the test, when we try to do our best, But will understand it better by and by.
By and by when the morning comes, All the saints of God are gathering home, We will tell the story how we've overcome, We will understand it better by and by.
173 Some Glad Day After While
Some Glad Day After While
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 173
O blessed tho't sweet rest will come, Some glad day aftere while; When all our toil on earth is done, There'll come a glad day, after while.
O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day after while; O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day, after while.
These heavy loads we shall lay down, Some glad day, after while; When we receive our heavenly crown, Ther'll come a glad day, after while
O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day after while; O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day, after while.
Our suff'ring too, will soon be past, Some glad day after while; When we shall find sweet rest at last, There'll come a glad day, after while.
O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day after while; O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day, after while.
All war and strife, will soon be o'er, Some glad day, after while; We'll find sweet peace on heaven's shore, There'll come a glad day, after while.
O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day after while; O after while, after while, There'll come a glad day, after while.
172 Open The Pearly Gates
Open The Pearly Gates
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 172
We are marching up on the King's highway, We'll shout and sing, and we'll watch and pray; No time to idle, no time to wait, But hasten on to the golden gate.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
With joy and gladness upon each head, We're marching up where the feast is spread; For a royal banquet will there be given, To all those who enter the gates of heav'n.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
No unclean thing shall go up thereon, No lion there, oh, no, not one; But those arrayed in pure garments white, With souls prepared for the mansions bright.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
With our battles fought and our victories won, Our weapons of warfare all laid down; We'll take up our golden harps and sing, And crown our Christ as a conquering King.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
171 When I Walk Up the Streets of Gold
When I Walk Up the Streets of Gold
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 171
The burdens of life may be many, The frowns of the world may be cold; To me it will matter but little, When I walk up the streets of gold.
When I walk up the streets of gold, When I walk up the streets of gold; How my heart will rejoice in that morning, When I walk up the streets of gold.
With joy I shall enter that city, The face of my Savior behold; And I shall be changed and be like Him, When I walk up the streets of gold.
When I walk up the streets of gold, When I walk up the streets of gold; How my heart will rejoice in that morning, When I walk up the streets of gold.
What wonderful visions of beauty, What glorious scenes shall unfold; And what dazzling splendors surround me, When I walk up the streets of gold.
When I walk up the streets of gold, When I walk up the streets of gold; How my heart will rejoice in that morning, When I walk up the streets of gold.
For ages and ages I'll praise Him, And never grow weary or old; Love-crowned I'll abide in His presence, When I walk up the streets of gold.
When I walk up the streets of gold, When I walk up the streets of gold; How my heart will rejoice in that morning, When I walk up the streets of gold.
170 I Love My Savior Too
I Love My Savior Too
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 170
Jesus, my heavenly King, loves me, I know, Praises to Him I sing, onward I go; Closely to Him I cling, blessings still flow, I love my Savior, too.
I love my Savior, He loves me,too; I seek His favor, In everything I do.
Walking with Him each day, lovelight doth shine, Doing His will alway, never repine; Kneeling to Him I pray, "Thy will, not mine," I love my Savior, too.
I love my Savior, He loves me,too; I seek His favor, In everything I do.
Happy to serve my friend, lean on His arm, Rapture will never end, nothing alarm; Voices will sweetly blend, under His charm, I love my Savior, too.
I love my Savior, He loves me,too; I seek His favor, In everything I do.
169 Christ Arose
Christ Arose
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 169
Low in the grave He lay- Jesus, my Savior! Waiting the coming day- Jesus, my Lord!
Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o'er His foes; He arose a victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever with His saints to reign; He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Vainly they watch His bed-Jesus, my Savior! Vainly they seal the dead- Jesus, my Lord!
Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o'er His foes; He arose a victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever with His saints to reign; He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Death cannot keep His prey- Jesus, my Savior! He tore the bars away- Jesus, my Lord!
Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o'er His foes; He arose a victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever with His saints to reign; He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!
168 There'll Be Shouting
There'll Be Shouting
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 168
What a happy time is coming, When we reach our home in heaven, And the burdens which we've borne, we'll bear no more; When the angel sounds the trumpet, Calling us to those bright mansions, There'll be shouting on the everlasting shore.
There'll be shouting on the hills of glory, Shouting, yes, shouting, When we reach that land of which we've heard the story, There'll be shouting on the hills of God.
When the saints begin to gather, Tound the throne in that blest city, And the angel choir the songs of praise outpour; Harps of gold will then be ringing, Saints of all the ages singing; Such a meeting as we never saw before.
There'll be shouting on the hills of glory, Shouting, yes, shouting, When we reach that land of which we've heard the story, There'll be shouting on the hills of God.
On that blessed happy morning, When old friends are reunited, And when all our loved ones we will see again; In that happy land eternal, We will live in joy supernal, And with Jesus and His angels ever reign.
There'll be shouting on the hills of glory, Shouting, yes, shouting, When we reach that land of which we've heard the story, There'll be shouting on the hills of God.
On that happy glad tomorrow, When we leave this world of sorrow, And we all shall gather on the other shore; There'll be shouting, there'll be singing, All around glad praises ringing, We shall live in peace and joy forevermore.
There'll be shouting on the hills of glory, Shouting, yes, shouting, When we reach that land of which we've heard the story, There'll be shouting on the hills of God.
167 Heaven Now is on View
Heaven Now is on View
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 167
As I travel with Jesus (on the bright way) ever trusting His promise,(happy each day) In His love I'm rejoicing(praising His name) as I sing this glad song; For He tells me of heaven(home of the blessed)that eternal bright city(city of rest) Where the river of life flows so gently along.
Heaven now is in view, heaven now is in view, I'm a child of a King, and a millionaire, too; Clouds have rifted above and the light has come thru, Praise the wonderful Dove, heaven now is in view.
You may call me old-fashioned(just as you please) when I mention the Savior, (down on my knees) But I'll ever keep walking(walking each day) in the light of His love; You may lay up your treasures(silver and gold) where the rust is decaying,(soon they will mold) But I'd rather lay mine in that city above.
Heaven now is in view, heaven now is in view, I'm a child of a King, and a millionaire, too; Clouds have rifted above and the light has come thru, Praise the wonderful Dove, heaven now is in view.
John beheld that bright city(so we are told) with its jasper walls gleaming,(streets of pure gold), Yes He sat it descending,(coming so near) what a wonderful sight; And He told of the splendor(all of its own) of the beautiful rainbow(over the throne) That forever will shine in that city of light.
Heaven now is in view, heaven now is in view, I'm a child of a King, and a millionaire, too; Clouds have rifted above and the light has come thru, Praise the wonderful Dove, heaven now is in view.
166 Only Trust Him
Only Trust Him
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 166
Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy with the Lord, And He will surely give you rest, By trusting in His word.
Only trust Him, only trust Him, Only trust Him now; He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now.
For Jesus shed His precious blood Rich blessings to bestow; Plunge now into the crimson flood That washes white as snow.
Only trust Him, only trust Him, Only trust Him now; He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now.
Yes, Jesus is the truth, the Way, That leads you into rest; Believe in Him without delay, And you are fully blest.
Only trust Him, only trust Him, Only trust Him now; He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now.
Come, then, and join this holy band, And on to glory go, To dwell in that celestial land, Where joys immortal flow.
Only trust Him, only trust Him, Only trust Him now; He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now.
165 I've Believed the True Report
I've Believed the True Report
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 165
I've believed the true report, Hallelujah to the Lamb! I have passed the outer court, O glory be to God! I am all on Jesus' side, On the altar sanctified, To the world and sin I've died, Hallelujah to the Lamb!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I have passed the riven vail, where the gloried never fail, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I am living in the presence of the King.
I'm a king and priest to God, Hallelujah to the Lamb! By the cleansing of the blood, O glory be to God! By the Spirit's pow'r and light, I am living day and night, In the holiest place so bright, Hallelujah to the Lamb!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I have passed the riven vail, where the gloried never fail, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I am living in the presence of the King.
I have passed the outer vail, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Which did once God's light conceal, O glory be to God! But the blood has brought me in To God's holiness so clean, Where there's death to self and sin, Hallelujah to the Lamb!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I have passed the riven vail, where the gloried never fail, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I am living in the presence of the King.
I'm within the holiest pale, Hallelujah to the Lamb! I have passed the inner vail, O glory be to God! I am sanctified to God By the power of the blood, Now the Lord is my abode, Hallelujah to the Lamb!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I have passed the riven vail, where the gloried never fail, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I am living in the presence of the King.
164 I Know Somebody's Listening
I Know Somebody's Listening
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 164
Tho a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I be, As here I go traveling on, Tho dearest of friends will not listen to me And chide me for trusting God's Son; Tho the world in its folly, its sin and its shame, Neglectfully turns me away, I still have my Savior, O praise His sweet name, He hears everything that I say.
I know somebody's listening, know somebody's listening, Hears everything that I say, Know somebody answers, know somebody answers, Pray'r that I secretly pray; Know somebody loves me, know somebody loves me, Never will turn me away, Jesus of Mount Calvary, And He hears everything that I say.
Thru the troubles and trials and darkes of night He speaks and I hear His kind voice, Thru darkness He giveth me comfort and light, He keeps me, in Him I rejoice; What more could I ask when the shadows grow dim And kindred and loves ones betray, What more could I cherish than Jesus the Friend Who hears everything that I say.
I know somebody's listening, know somebody's listening, Hears everything that I say, Know somebody answers, know somebody answers, Pray'r that I secretly pray; Know somebody loves me, know somebody loves me, Never will turn me away, Jesus of Mount Calvary, And He hears everything that I say.
Let the world amble on like the Babylon of old, With beauty and charm to allure, My hope in the heavenly treasures untold is far more exceeding and sure; My Redeemer will answer my sad feeble plea And guide me each hour of the day, A wonderful, wonderful Savior is He Who hears everything that I say.
I know somebody's listening, know somebody's listening, Hears everything that I say, Know somebody answers, know somebody answers, Pray'r that I secretly pray; Know somebody loves me, know somebody loves me, Never will turn me away, Jesus of Mount Calvary, And He hears everything that I say.
163 Don't Forget
Don't Forget
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 163
Friends oft forsake me, Foes are met, I plead Thy promise, Don't forget.
My way grows weary, Oft I fret, Thy love consoles me, Don't forget.
So oft I falter Here and yet I keep on trusting, Don't forget.
162 Precious Jesus, Don't Forget
Precious Jesus, Don't Forget
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 162
Many times my soul is over burdened, Many times I'm prone to disobey, But to Thee dear Jesus I am praying, Leep me in the straight and narrow way; Precious Jesus, ever linger near me, Help me stem the battles that are met, Keep me ever in Thy blessed keeping, Precious Jesus, don't forget.
Don't forget, don't forget, Lest I wander far away; Savior dear be Thou near, Ev'ry hour and ev'ry day; Lead the way ev'ry day, Thru the shadows of the night, Don't forget, don't forget, Keep me ever in Thy sight.
There are times when I am disappointed, Sorely tempted by a wicked race, But I love the precious name of Jesus And I cling to Thy protecting grace; Don't forget me, Jesus, don't forget me, Be my light thru sorrow and regret, Keep Thy spirit daily watching o'er me, Precious Jesus, don't forget.
Don't forget, don't forget, Lest I wander far away; Savior dear be Thou near, Ev'ry hour and ev'ry day; Lead the way ev'ry day, Thru the shadows of the night, Don't forget, don't forget, Keep me ever in Thy sight.
Be my guide thru life's uneven journey, Lead me safely to the journey's end, There's no other One so true and faithful, None on whom, in need, I can depend; I would ever labor in Thy harvest Till at last the harvest sun is set, And when I walk that lonesome valley, Precious Jesus, don't forget.
Don't forget, don't forget, Lest I wander far away; Savior dear be Thou near, Ev'ry hour and ev'ry day; Lead the way ev'ry day, Thru the shadows of the night, Don't forget, don't forget, Keep me ever in Thy sight.
161 America
America
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 161
My country tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From every mountain side, Let freedom ring.
My native country thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills, Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal tongues awake, Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong.
Our fathers' God to thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing; Long may our land be bright, With freedom's holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King.
160 I'll Have A New Life
I'll Have A New Life
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 160
On the resurrection morning when all the dead in Christ shall rise, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life; Sown in weakness raised in power, ready to live in Paradise, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord I'll have a new life.
Glory, glory... never sad, There'll be no more sorrow, No more pain, there'll be no more strife;..... In... His likeness, I'll... be glad, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life.
(I'll have a new home of love eternal with the redeemed of God to stand... There'll be no more sorrow... no strife; Yes, raised in the likeness of my Savior, ready to live in gloryland. I'll have a new body...eternal)
Free from ev'ry imperfection, youthful and happy I shall be, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life; Glorified with Him forever, death will be lost in victory, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life.
Glory, glory... never sad, There'll be no more sorrow, No more pain, there'll be no more strife;..... In... His likeness, I'll... be glad, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life.
(I'll have a new home of love eternal with the redeemed of God to stand... There'll be no more sorrow... no strife; Yes, raised in the likeness of my Savior, ready to live in gloryland. I'll have a new body...eternal)
What a hallelujah morning when the last trump of God shall sound, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life; Graves all bursting, saints a shouting, heavenly beauty all around, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life.
Glory, glory... never sad, There'll be no more sorrow, No more pain, there'll be no more strife;..... In... His likeness, I'll... be glad, I'll have a new body, Praise the Lord, I'll have a new life.
(I'll have a new home of love eternal with the redeemed of God to stand... There'll be no more sorrow... no strife; Yes, raised in the likeness of my Savior, ready to live in gloryland. I'll have a new body...eternal)
159 When We All Get to Heaven
When We All Get to Heaven
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 159
Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, Sing His mercy and His grace; In the mansions, bright and blessed, He'll prepare for us a place.
When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory.
While we walk the pilgrim pathway, Clouds will overspread the sky; But when traveling days are over Not a shadow not a sigh.
When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory.
Let us then be true and faithful, Trusting, serving ev'ry day; Just one glimpse of Him in glory Will the toils of life repay.
When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory.
Onward to the prize before us! Soon His beauty we'll behold; Soon the pearly gates will open, We shall tread the streets of gold.
When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory.
158 'Twill Be Glory By and By
'Twill Be Glory By and By
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 158
My Redeemer has gone to prepare(in the sky) Blessed mansions of rest by and by(by and by) Soon He'll call me home to rest with the ransomed and the best, For it all will be glory by and by(over there).
How I long for that rest in the home of the blest, 'Twill be sweet when we meet, O it will be glory by and by(by and by).
I've no treasures to bind me below(here below) In this land full of sorrow and woe(here below) All my treasures are above in that land of peace and love, Soon I'll go and shall rest forevermore(evermore).
How I long for that rest in the home of the blest, 'Twill be sweet when we meet, O it will be glory by and by(by and by).
I shall sing home at last by and by(by and by) And my voice will be tuned to the lyre(heav'nly lyre) Then my songs shall ever be home at rest beyond the sea, It will all soon by glory by and by(by and by).
How I long for that rest in the home of the blest, 'Twill be sweet when we meet, O it will be glory by and by(by and by).
157 Shall We Gather At The River?
Shall We Gather At The River?
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 157
Shall we gather at the river, Where bright angels feet have trod; With its crystal tide forever Flowing by the throne of God?
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
On the margin of the river, Washing up its silver spray; We will walk and worship ever, All the happy golden day.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
Ere we reach the shining river, Lay we every burden down; Grace our spirits will deliver, And provide a robe and crown.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
Soon we'll reach the shining river, Soon our pilgrimage will cease, Soon our happy hearts will quiver, With the melody of peace.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
156 My Heart Is Fixed
My Heart Is Fixed
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 156
My heart is fixed, O God on Thee, No more my feet shall go astray, I caught a glimpse of Calvary, And now I walk with Christ today.
My heart is fixed O! God on Thee, My eyes are now, on things above, From worldy yokes praise God I'm free, My heart o'erflows with joy and love.
One time I wandered far away, I did not heed the Shepherd's voice, My heart on God is fixed today, For He is my eternal choice.
My heart is fixed O! God on Thee, My eyes are now, on things above, From worldy yokes praise God I'm free, My heart o'erflows with joy and love.
My heart is fixed, my face is set, Upon the prize that lies before, All other claims I will reject, My heart is fixed forevermore.
My heart is fixed O! God on Thee, My eyes are now, on things above, From worldy yokes praise God I'm free, My heart o'erflows with joy and love.
No longer tossed upon the waves, Of sin and doubt but now I sail, Within the life boat, Jesus saves No storms against me shall prevail.
My heart is fixed O! God on Thee, My eyes are now, on things above, From worldy yokes praise God I'm free, My heart o'erflows with joy and love.
155 Hand In Hand With Jesus
Hand In Hand With Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 155
Once from my poor sin-sick soul Christ did ev'ry burden roll, Now I walk redeemed and whole, Hand in hand with Jesus.
Hand in hand we walk each day, Hand in hand along the way, Walking thus, I cannot stray, Hand in hand with Jesus.
In my night of dark despair, Jesus heard and answered prayer, Now I'm walking free as air, Hand in hand with Jesus.
Hand in hand we walk each day, Hand in hand along the way, Walking thus, I cannot stray, Hand in hand with Jesus.
From the straight and narrow way, Praise the Lord, I cannot stay, For I'm walking every day, Hand in hand with Jesus.
Hand in hand we walk each day, Hand in hand along the way, Walking thus, I cannot stray, Hand in hand with Jesus.
When the stars are backward rolled And His home I shall behold, I will walk those streets of gold, Hand in hand with Jesus.
Hand in hand we walk each day, Hand in hand along the way, Walking thus, I cannot stray, Hand in hand with Jesus.
154 My Song And Story
My Song And Story
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 154
Homeward today I am going, Seeing my Saviour's bright smile; Love is my heart overflowing, Happy am I all the while. Telling the tender old story, Christ to the lost I proclaim; He is my song and my story, Bless His name.
He is my story, He is my song, Sweetly I praise Him All the day long, Ever His mercy I will proclaim; Till I behold Him in glory, Bless His all-glorious, wonderful name.
Coming from heaven He sought me, Found me in bondage of sin, Out of the darkness He brought me, Banished the guilt from within; Now to His love I am clinging, Gems for His crown is my aim; Ever of Him I am singing, Bless His name.
He is my story, He is my song, Sweetly I praise Him All the day long, Ever His mercy I will proclaim; Till I behold Him in glory, Bless His all-glorious, wonderful name.
Safe to the gates He will take me, Shielding my soul with His love; Never my Friend will forsake me, I shall be with Him above. All through eternity's morning, Part of His throne I may claim, And, with the life-crown adorning, Bless His all-glorious wonderful name.
He is my story, He is my song, Sweetly I praise Him All the day long, Ever His mercy I will proclaim; Till I behold Him in glory, Bless His all-glorious, wonderful name.
153 The Old Time Religion
The Old Time Religion
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 153
1. It was good for our mothers.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
2. Makes me love everybody.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
3. It has saved our fathers.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
4. It was good for the prophet Daniel.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
5. It was good for the Hebrew children.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
6. It was tried in the fiery furnace.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
7. It was good for Paul and Silas.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
8. It will do when I am dying.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
9. It will take us all to heaven.
'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, 'Tis the old time religion, And it's good enough for me.
152 Swing Out On The Promises
Swing Out On The Promises
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 152
Swing out on the promises, the never failing promises; Promises of Christ, the Lord, divine; Cross the line of Canaan on His everlasting promises, He will make your path to glory shine.
Swing out on the promises, the never failing promises; Swing out on the promises, the Savior's precious promises; Trust the Savior's everlasting word; Swing out on the promises, the all-sufficient promises, Swing out on the promises, the Savior's holy promises, Swing out on the promises of God.
Swing out on the promises, Jehovah's blessed promises; Trusting in His pow'r to make you whole; He will not forsake the ones who trust His sacred promises, Cast on Him the burdens of your soul.
Swing out on the promises, the never failing promises; Swing out on the promises, the Savior's precious promises; Trust the Savior's everlasting word; Swing out on the promises, the all-sufficient promises, Swing out on the promises, the Savior's holy promises, Swing out on the promises of God.
Swing out on the promises, the holy Master's promises; Give your life completely to the Lord;He will not forsake the soul who trusts in His great promises, Swing out on the promise of His word.
Swing out on the promises, the never failing promises; Swing out on the promises, the Savior's precious promises; Trust the Savior's everlasting word; Swing out on the promises, the all-sufficient promises, Swing out on the promises, the Savior's holy promises, Swing out on the promises of God.
Swing out on the promises, the Savior's loving promises; Glory waits the saved across the tide; What a glad reunion day for those who trust His promises, When we anchor safe on Canaan's side.
Swing out on the promises, the never failing promises; Swing out on the promises, the Savior's precious promises; Trust the Savior's everlasting word; Swing out on the promises, the all-sufficient promises, Swing out on the promises, the Savior's holy promises, Swing out on the promises of God.
151 He Loves Me
He Loves Me
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 151
Alas! and did my Savior bleed, And did my Sov'reign die? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?
He loves me, He loves me, He loves me this I know; He gave Himself to die for me Because He loves me so.
Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree!
He loves me, He loves me, He loves me this I know; He gave Himself to die for me Because He loves me so.
Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut His glories in, When Christ, the mighty Savior died, For man the creature's sin!
He loves me, He loves me, He loves me this I know; He gave Himself to die for me Because He loves me so.
But drops of grief can ne'er repay, The debt of love I owe, Her, Lord, I gave myself away, 'Tis all that I can do.
He loves me, He loves me, He loves me this I know; He gave Himself to die for me Because He loves me so.
150 I'm Not Ashamed
I'm Not Ashamed
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 150
I'm not ashamed to own that Jesus came and died on Calvary, That by His blessed, free atonement, He prepared a way for me; And fixed it so that I from bondage might forevermore be free, O praise the Lord, I'm not ashamed.
I'm not ashamed to speak for Jesus, I'm not ashamed to praise His name; I'm not ashamed to own His blessings, O praise the Lord, I'm not ashamed.
I'm not ashamed to tell the sinners that the Lord will save their souls, If they will only come believing, He will cleanse and make them whole; And He'll prepare for them an entrance to that everlasting fold, O praise the Lord, I'm not ashamed.
I'm not ashamed to speak for Jesus, I'm not ashamed to praise His name; I'm not ashamed to own His blessings, O praise the Lord, I'm not ashamed.
I'm not ashamed to testify that He has cleansed my soul from sin, And by His blessed,Holy Spirit, He has made me free within; Yes, I am trying now to serve Him and some precious souls to win, O praise the Lord, I'm not ashamed.
I'm not ashamed to speak for Jesus, I'm not ashamed to praise His name; I'm not ashamed to own His blessings, O praise the Lord, I'm not ashamed.
149 Asleep In Jesus
Asleep In Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 149
Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep, From which none ever wake to weep! A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes.
Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet! With holy confidence to sing, That death has lost his venomed sting.
Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest! No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Savior's pow'r.
Asleep in Jesus! O for me May such a blissful refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie, Waiting the summons from on high.
148 I'd Rather Have Jesus
I'd Rather Have Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 148
Men strive for the wealth of this wide, wicked world, They seek after honor and fame; So lavishly sporting their diamonds and pearls, They put the dear Savior to shame.
I'd rather live in that bright city, Own earth's silver and gold, I'd rather have Jesus my Savior, Than a palace to hold; I'd rather be just a poor beggar, Live in a shack by the road, Than here to own all of earth's treasures, With no title to a future abode.
They seem not to know that their treasures will rust And thieves often break thru and steal; Contented with pleasure, they follow their lust, With sorrow their destiny seal.
I'd rather live in that bright city, Own earth's silver and gold, I'd rather have Jesus my Savior, Than a palace to hold; I'd rather be just a poor beggar, Live in a shack by the road, Than here to own all of earth's treasures, With no title to a future abode.
What profit is found in earth's silver and gold? How sad at the close of life's day, If for the exchange one must lose his own soul, From heaven's door be turned away.
I'd rather live in that bright city, Own earth's silver and gold, I'd rather have Jesus my Savior, Than a palace to hold; I'd rather be just a poor beggar, Live in a shack by the road, Than here to own all of earth's treasures, With no title to a future abode.
147 A Charge to Keep I Have
A Charge to Keep I Have
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 147
A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify, Who gave His son my soul to save, And fit it for the sky.
To serve the present age, My calling to fulfill, O may it all my pow'rs engage To do my Master's will.
Arm me with jealous care, As in Thy sight to live, And O Thy servant, Lord prepare A strict account to give.
Help me to watch and pray, And on Thy grace rely, Assured Thou'lt not my trust betray, Nor shall I ever die.
146 Overshadowed by Love
Overshadowed by Love
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 146
While on life's journey here below, We have a refuge as we go, For on this journey, home above, We're overshadowed by His love.
I'm overshadowed by His love, I have protection, from above; He walks beside me, ev'ry day, And He will guide me all the way.
We'll fear no danger on our way. He'll safely guide us day by day; Under the wings of Heaven's Dove, We're overshadowed by His love.
I'm overshadowed by His love, I have protection, from above; He walks beside me, ev'ry day, And He will guide me all the way.
Sometimes the way seems dark and lone, Then we remember we're His own; We have assurance from above, That we're overshadowed by His love.
I'm overshadowed by His love, I have protection, from above; He walks beside me, ev'ry day, And He will guide me all the way.
145 Rock Of Ages
Rock Of Ages
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 145
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed; Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure.
Could my tears forever flow, Could my zeal no langour know, These for sin could not atone, Thou must save and Thou alone; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling.
While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes shall close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold Thee on Thy throne; Rock of Ages cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.
144 Love Took It Away
Love Took It Away
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 144
Once I bore a burden great, Was weary and sad; But no more I bear its weight, I'm pardoned and glad; Love divine at last I know, No longer I stray; On wothout a stain I go- Love took it away.
Love took it away, One wonderful day, Made me free and lifted me, In the light to stay; Love took it away, One wonderful day, Gone at last my sinful past- Love took it away.
Once a craving great had I For pleasures that stain; Now I pass those pleasures by, They tempt me in vain; I am under His control, Rejoicing each day; Gone the burden from my soul- Love took it away.
Love took it away, One wonderful day, Made me free and lifted me, In the light to stay; Love took it away, One wonderful day, Gone at last my sinful past- Love took it away.
Once my record was unclean, My spirit was worn; Now my name on high is seen As fair as the morn; O what happiness is mine, With Jesus I stay; Sin no more makes me repine- Love took it away.
Love took it away, One wonderful day, Made me free and lifted me, In the light to stay; Love took it away, One wonderful day, Gone at last my sinful past- Love took it away.
143 Sitting At The Feet of Jesus
Sitting At The Feet of Jesus
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 143
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Watching, waiting ev'ry day; Trusting in His grace and power, Safe to keep me all the way.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
Listening at the feet of Jesus, His command to go or stay; Trusting always in His wisdom, Safe to guide when I obey.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
Seeking still the feet of Jesus, I would seek no other place; For 'tis there I claim the promise, Of the fullness of His grace.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
When the toils of life are over, When my race on earth is run; May the evening shadows gath'ring Find me there when day is done.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
142 Home of the Soul
Home of the Soul
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 142
If for the prize we have striven, After our labors are o'er, Rest to our souls will be given, On the eternal shore.
Home of the soul, beautiful home, there we shall rest, never to roam; Free from all care, happy and bright, Jesus is there, He is the light! Oft, in the storm, lonely are we, sighing for home, longing for Thee, Beautiful home of the ransomed, beside the crystal sea.
Yes, a sweet rest is remaining, For the true children of God, Where there will be no complaining, Never a chastening rod.
Home of the soul, beautiful home, there we shall rest, never to roam; Free from all care, happy and bright, Jesus is there, He is the light! Oft, in the storm, lonely are we, sighing for home, longing for Thee, Beautiful home of the ransomed, beside the crystal sea.
Soon, the bright homeland adorning, We shall behold the glad dawn; Lean on the Lord till the morning, Trust till the night is gone.
Home of the soul, beautiful home, there we shall rest, never to roam; Free from all care, happy and bright, Jesus is there, He is the light! Oft, in the storm, lonely are we, sighing for home, longing for Thee, Beautiful home of the ransomed, beside the crystal sea.
141 Where Could I Go
Where Could I Go
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 141
Living below in this old sinful world, Hardly a comfort can afford; Striving alone to face temptation sore, Where could I go but to the Lord?
Where could I go, O where could I go, Seeking a refuge for my soul? Needing a friend to save me in the end, Where could I go but to the Lord?
Neighbors are kind, I love them ev'ry one, We get along in sweet accord; But when my soul needs manna from above, Where could I go but to the Lord?
Where could I go, O where could I go, Seeking a refuge for my soul? Needing a friend to save me in the end, Where could I go but to the Lord?
Life here is grand with friends I love so dear, Comfort I get from God's own word; Yet when I face the chilling hand of death, Where could I go but to the Lord?
Where could I go, O where could I go, Seeking a refuge for my soul? Needing a friend to save me in the end, Where could I go but to the Lord?
140 Keep On the Firing Line
Keep On the Firing Line
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 140
If you're in the battle for the Lord and right, Keep on the firing line, If you win the vict'ry brother, you must fight, Keep on the firing line; There are many dangers which we all must face, If we die still fighting it is no disgrace, Cowards in the service should not have a place, Keep on the firing line.
You must fight and be brave against all evil, Never run, tho foes combine; If you would fight for God and right, Keep on the firing line.
God will only use a soldier He can trust, Keep on the firing line, If you wear the crown, then bear the cross you must, Keep on the firing line; Life is but to labor for the Master dear, Help to banish darkness and to spread good cheer, We shall be rewarded for our service here, Keep on the firing line.
You must fight and be brave against all evil, Never run, tho foes combine; If you would fight for God and right, Keep on the firing line.
When we get to heaven we shall be so glad, Keep on the firing line, We shall praise the Savior for the call we had, Keep on the firing line; my brother; 'Twill be joy to see the souls we helped to win, Those we led to Jesus, from the paths of sin, Hear their welcome plaudit and go marching in, Keep on the firing line.
You must fight and be brave against all evil, Never run, tho foes combine; If you would fight for God and right, Keep on the firing line.
139 Blessed Be the Name
Blessed Be the Name
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 139
O for a thousand tongues to sing, Blessed be the name of the Lord! The glories of my God and King! Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord! Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Jesus!the name that charms our fears, Blessed be the name of the Lord! 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord! Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
He breaks the pow'r of canceled sin, Blessed be the name of the Lord! His blood can make the foulest clean, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord! Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
I never shall forget that day, Blessed be the name of the Lord! When Jesus washed my sins away, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord! Blessed be the name, blessed be the name, Blessed be the name of the Lord!
136 The Message Of His Coming
The Message Of His Coming
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 136
We're looking for His coming, in the clouds of heaven, Coming back to earth to catch away His own, Then may we all be ready, when midnight cry is given, To go and reign with Christ on His throne.
Gladly, may we herald the message of His blessed appearing, Soon He's coming in glory, tell to one and all; Then awake, ye saints of the Lord, why
We're longing for the glory, that awaits the faithful, Who shall overcome, and ev'ry conflict win, Press ever bravely onward, the prize is life eternal, To all who win the fight over sin.
Gladly, may we herald the message of His blessed appearing, Soon He's coming in glory, tell to one and all; Then awake, ye saints of the Lord, why
We're praying for the advent, of our blessed Savior, Who has promised life to all who trust His grace, His coming now is pending, the message being given, And soon we'll see our Lord face to face.
Gladly, may we herald the message of His blessed appearing, Soon He's coming in glory, tell to one and all; Then awake, ye saints of the Lord, why
We see the signs appearing, of His blessed coming, Lo, behold the fig leaves now becoming green, The gospel of His Kingdom, has gone to ev'ry nation, That we are near the end can be seen.
Gladly, may we herald the message of His blessed appearing, Soon He's coming in glory, tell to one and all; Then awake, ye saints of the Lord, why
135 The Pentecostal Fire
The Pentecostal Fire
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 135
There are souls in sin which we fail to win, Just because we lack desire; And the thing we need-sorely need indeed- Is the pentecostal fire.
That's the thing, the very thing, That is what we must acquire; Let us pray once more as they prayed of yore For the pentecostal fire.
He will send it down and our lives will crown With the blessing day by day; If we truly plead for the thing we need In the earnest, old-time way.
That's the thing, the very thing, That is what we must acquire; Let us pray once more as they prayed of yore For the pentecostal fire.
Let us seek the face of the King of grace, Let us do His holy will; Then the fire will come on each heart and home, For He loves the faithful still.
That's the thing, the very thing, That is what we must acquire; Let us pray once more as they prayed of yore For the pentecostal fire.
If your heart is cold and you've lost the pow'r, God will give you your desire; If we seek His face ev'ry day and hour, He will send the old-time fire.
That's the thing, the very thing, That is what we must acquire; Let us pray once more as they prayed of yore For the pentecostal fire.
134 I've Received An Invitation
I've Received An Invitation
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 134
I've received an invitation from the glorious King of Kings, I am going to be there; To be present at the banquet when the Lord His ransomed brings, I am going to be there.
I've received an invitation, glory, glory to His name!- To the marriage supper of the Lamb; And the Lord command has given for the summons to prepare, And I'm going to be there.
When the saved ones of all ages gather round the great white throne, I am going to be there; Where in all the bright forever we shall know as we are known, I am going to be there.
I've received an invitation, glory, glory to His name!- To the marriage supper of the Lamb; And the Lord command has given for the summons to prepare, And I'm going to be there.
Where the city walls are jasper, and the streets are purest gold, I am going to be there; Where the King in all His beauty eye to eye we shall behold, I am going to be there.
I've received an invitation, glory, glory to His name!- To the marriage supper of the Lamb; And the Lord command has given for the summons to prepare, And I'm going to be there.
Where the harps are never silent and the choral songs ascend, I am going to be there; And where our departed loved ones we shall meet and know again, I am going to be there.
I've received an invitation, glory, glory to His name!- To the marriage supper of the Lamb; And the Lord command has given for the summons to prepare, And I'm going to be there.
Where no sickness ever enters, neither sorrow, death nor pain, I am going to be there; Where a mansion is awaiting, and a robe of spotless white, I am going to be there.
I've received an invitation, glory, glory to His name!- To the marriage supper of the Lamb; And the Lord command has given for the summons to prepare, And I'm going to be there.
133 His Yoke Is Easy
His Yoke Is Easy
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 133
I've found my Lord and He is mine, He won me by His love; I'll serve Him all my years of time, And dwell with Him above.
His yoke is easy, His burden is light, I've found it so, I've found it so; His service is my sweetest delight, His blessings ever flow.
No other Lord but Christ I know, I walk with Him alone; His streams of love forever flow, Within my heart, His throne.
His yoke is easy, His burden is light, I've found it so, I've found it so; His service is my sweetest delight, His blessings ever flow.
He's dearer to my heart than life, He found me lost in sin; He calmed the sea of inward strife, And bade me come with Him.
His yoke is easy, His burden is light, I've found it so, I've found it so; His service is my sweetest delight, His blessings ever flow.
I've tried the road to sin, and found Its prospects all deceive; I've proved the Lord and joys abound, More than I could believe.
His yoke is easy, His burden is light, I've found it so, I've found it so; His service is my sweetest delight, His blessings ever flow.
132 Redeemed
Redeemed
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 132
Sweet is the song I am singing today; I'm redeemed! I'm redeemed! Trouble and sorrow have vanished away; I have been redeemed!
I'm redeemed by love divine, Glory, glory, Christ is mine, Christ is mine, All to Him I now resign, I have been redeemed.
Great is my joy now as onward I go; I'm redeemed! I'm redeemed! All the way homeward my praises shall flow; I have been redeemed!
I'm redeemed by love divine, Glory, glory, Christ is mine, Christ is mine, All to Him I now resign, I have been redeemed.
Precious indeed is my Savior to me; I'm redeemed! I'm redeemed! Happy in glory some day I shall be; I have been redeemed!
I'm redeemed by love divine, Glory, glory, Christ is mine, Christ is mine, All to Him I now resign, I have been redeemed.
131 Ready
Ready
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 131
Ready to suffer grief or pain, Ready to stand the test; Ready to stay at home and send Others, if He sees best.
Ready to go, ready to stay, Ready my place to fill; Ready for service, lowly or great, Ready to do His will.
Ready to go, ready to bear, Ready to watch and pray; Ready to stand aside and give, Till He shall clear the way.
Ready to go, ready to stay, Ready my place to fill; Ready for service, lowly or great, Ready to do His will.
Ready to speak, ready to think, Ready with heart and brain; Ready to stand where He sees fit, Ready to bear the strain.
Ready to go, ready to stay, Ready my place to fill; Ready for service, lowly or great, Ready to do His will.
Ready to speak, ready to warn, Ready o'er souls to yearn; Ready in life, ready in death, Ready for His return.
Ready to go, ready to stay, Ready my place to fill; Ready for service, lowly or great, Ready to do His will.
130 A Million Years From Now
A Million Years From Now
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 130
We read about a country Where sin cannot invade, A wonderland of beauty Whose splendors never fade; There we shall praise the Savior As we before Him bow, All care will be forgotten, A million years from now.
A million years from now, A million years from now, We'll still be shouting vict'ry's As to our Lord we bow; No one will ever die, No heart will ever sigh, We'll just begin to live A million years from now.
We all have friends and loved ones Upon the other shore, And if we run with patience The race that's set before, We'll join the throng immortal And tell the story how We overcame the tempter, A million years from now.
A million years from now, A million years from now, We'll still be shouting vict'ry's As to our Lord we bow; No one will ever die, No heart will ever sigh, We'll just begin to live A million years from now.
In that great resurrection, When Christ shall call His own, We'll shout and sing together Around the shining throne; O what a jubilation, When crowns adorn our brow, We'll know the joys of heaven, A million years from now.
A million years from now, A million years from now, We'll still be shouting vict'ry's As to our Lord we bow; No one will ever die, No heart will ever sigh, We'll just begin to live A million years from now.
129 Sweeping Thru the Gate
Sweeping Thru the Gate
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 129
I am now a child of God, I've been washed in Jesus' blood, I am watching and I'm longing while I wait; Soon on wings of love I'll fly, to a home beyond the sky, To my welcome, as I'm sweeping thru the gate.
Sweeping thru the gate, Sweeping thru the gate; In the blood of Calvary's Lamb, washed from every stain I am, Hallelujah! I am sweeping thru the gate.
O the blessed Lord of light now upholds me by His might, And His arms enfold and comfort while I wait; I am leaning on His breast; O the sweetness of His rest! Hallelujah! I am sweeping thru the gate.
Sweeping thru the gate, Sweeping thru the gate; In the blood of Calvary's Lamb, washed from every stain I am, Hallelujah! I am sweeping thru the gate.
Burst are all my prison bars, and I soar beyond the stars, To my Father's house, the bright and blest estate; Lo! the morn eternal breaks, and the song immortal wakes, Washed in Jesus' blood, I'm sweeping thru the gate.
Sweeping thru the gate, Sweeping thru the gate; In the blood of Calvary's Lamb, washed from every stain I am, Hallelujah! I am sweeping thru the gate.
128 All Alone
All Alone
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 128
On Mount Olive's sacred brow Jesus spent the night in prayer, He's the pattern for us all, all alone, If we'll only steal away, in some portion of the day, We will find it always pays to be alone.
There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone; There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone.
There are days I'd like to be with the sanctified and blest, There are days I like to be all alone, These can never grace impart, to my weary, sin-tossed heart, There are days I'd like to be just all alone.
There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone; There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone.
There are days to fast and pray for the pilgrims in his way, There are days to be with Christ all alone, We can tell Him all our grief, He will give us quick relief, There are days I'd like to be just all alone.
There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone; There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone.
Where a heart is broken up with the bitter, woeful cup, There's the time to go to Christ all alone, In our blessed Lord divine, there is peace and joy sublime, When we take our sorrows all to Him alone.
There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone; There are days I'd like to be all alone with Christ my Lord, I can tell Him of my troubles all alone.
127 Some Day
Some Day
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 127
My trials here on earth will cease, Some day, some day; And I will have unending peace, Some day, some day.
Some day, some happy day, From sin set free; I'll live with Christ for aye, Some day, some day.
No more in darkness will I roam, Some day, some day; But rest eternally at home, Some day, some day.
Some day, some happy day, From sin set free; I'll live with Christ for aye, Some day, some day.
Those gone before me I shall meet, Some day, some day; My loved ones will my spirit greet, Some day, some day.
Some day, some happy day, From sin set free; I'll live with Christ for aye, Some day, some day.
My loving Savior I shall see, Some day, some day; With him in glory I shall be, Some day, some day.
Some day, some happy day, From sin set free; I'll live with Christ for aye, Some day, some day.
126 I Am Determined To Hold Out
I Am Determined To Hold Out
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 126
When I first found Jesus something o'er me stole, Like lightning it went thro' me, and glory filled my soul; Salvation made me happy and took my fears away, And when I meet old Satan to him I always say:
I am determined to hold out to the end, Jesus is with me, on Him I can depend; And I know I have salvation, for I feel it in my soul, I am determined to hold out to the end.
Satan was so angry, said he's soon be back, Just let the path get narrow, and he will lose the track; But I'm so full of glory, my Lord I always find, And I just say to Satan, "Old man, get thee behind."
I am determined to hold out to the end, Jesus is with me, on Him I can depend; And I know I have salvation, for I feel it in my soul, I am determined to hold out to the end.
This old-time religion makes me sometimes shout, I don't have time to gossip, nor any time to pout, They say that I'm too noisy, but when these blessings flow, I shout, O hallelujah, I want the world to know.
I am determined to hold out to the end, Jesus is with me, on Him I can depend; And I know I have salvation, for I feel it in my soul, I am determined to hold out to the end.
When I hear the trumpet sounding in the sky, And see the mountains trembling, to heaven I will fly; For Jesus will be calling, there'll be no time to mend, With joy I'll go up singing, "I've held out to the end."
I am determined to hold out to the end, Jesus is with me, on Him I can depend; And I know I have salvation, for I feel it in my soul, I am determined to hold out to the end.
125 I Feel Like Traveling On
I Feel Like Traveling On
From White book - Songs We Sing
page 125
My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on; Nor pain, nor death can enter there, I feel like traveling on.
Yes, I feel like traveling on, I feel like traveling on; My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on.
Its glittering towers the sun outshine, I feel like traveling on; That heavenly mansion shall be mine, I feel like traveling on.
Yes, I feel like traveling on, I feel like traveling on; My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on.
Let others seek a home below, I feel like traveling on; Which flames devour, or waves o'er-flow, I feel like traveling on.
Yes, I feel like traveling on, I feel like traveling on; My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on.
The Lord has been so good to me, I feel like traveling on; Until that blessed home I see, I feel like traveling on.
Yes, I feel like traveling on, I feel like traveling on; My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on.