Fellowship Hall

I am weak, I am weary, but I must go along till the Lord comes and calls me away, away; Thru the night dark and gloom- heaven's Lamb is the light, And He turns darkness into bright day, bright day.

There'll be peace in the valley some day, some day, When unrighteousness passes away; No more sadness, no sorrow, no trouble I'll see, There'll be peace in the valley for me.

Well, the wolf shall be gentle, and the lion be tame, With the lamb shall the leopard lie down, lie down, And the beasts of the forest shall be led by a child; There'll be peace when true love is make known, made known.

There'll be peace in the valley some day, some day, When unrighteousness passes away; No more sadness, no sorrow, no trouble I'll see, There'll be peace in the valley for me.

There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one! No, not one! None else could heal all our soul's diseases, No, not one! No, not one!

Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!

No friend like Him is so high and holy, No, not one! No, not one! And yet no friend is so meek and lowly, No, not one! No, not one!

Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!

There's not an hour that He is not near us, No, not one! No, not one! No night so dark but His love can cheer us, No, not one! No, not one!

Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!

Did ever saints find this Friend forsake Him? No, not one! No, not one! Or sinner find that He would not take him? No, not one! No, not one!

Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!

Was e'er a gift, like the Savior given? No, not one! No, not one! Will He refuse us a home in heaven? No, not one! No, not one!

Jesus knows all about our struggles, He will guide till the day is done, There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus, No, not one, no, not one!

This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru, My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue; The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

My Savior pardoned me from guilt and shame I know, I'll trust His saving grace while trav'ling here below; I know He'll welcome me at heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

I have a precious mother up in glory land, I don't expect to stop until I clasp her hand; For me she's waiting now at heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

The saints in glory land are shouting victory, I want to join their band and live eternally; I hear the sweetest praise from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

O Lord, I know, I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home O Lord what can I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

Have thy affections been nailed to the cross? Is thy heart right with God? Dost thou count all things for Jesus but loss? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Hast thou dominion o'er self and o'er sin? Is thy heart right with God? Over all evil without and within? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Is there no more condemnation for sin? Is thy heart right with God? Does Jesus rule in the temple within? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Are all thy pow'rs under Jesus control? Is thy heart right with God? Does He each moment abide in thy soul? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Art thou now walking in heaven's pure light? Is thy heart right with God? Is thy soul wearing the garment of white? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood; Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Is there a heart that is waiting, Longing for pardon today? Hear the glad message we bring you, Jesus is passing this way.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

Coming in love and in mercy, Quickly now unto Him go; Open your heart to receive Him, Pardon and peace He'll bestow.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

Listen, the Spirit is calling, Jesus will freely forgive, Why not this moment accept Him? Trust in God's mercy and live.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

He is so tender and loving, He is so near you today; Open your heart to receive Him, While He is passing this way.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today, Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

When the storms of life are raging, Stand by me, When the storms of life are raging, Stand by me; When the world is tossing me, Like a ship upon the sea, Thou who rulest wind and water, Stand by me.

In the midst of tribulations, Stand by me, In the midst of tribulations, Stand by me, When the hosts of hell assail, And my strength begins to fail, Thou who never lost a battle, Stand by me.

In the midst of faults and failures, Stand by me, In the midst of faults and failures, Stand by me, When I do the best I can, And my friends misunderstand, Thou who knowest all about me, Stand by me.

In the midst of persecution, Stand by me, In the midst of persecution, Stand by me; When my foes in battle array, Undertake to stop my way, Thou who saved Paul and Silas, Stand by me.

When I'm growing old and feeble, Stand by me, When I'm growing old and feeble, Stand by me; When my life becomes a burden, And I'm nearing chilly Jordan, O Thou "Lily of the valley," Stand by me.

There'll be no dark shadows in heaven, No storm clouds to darken the way, The sun will be shining forever, For night has been turned into day; No faslehoods nor failures can enter, No worries nor doubts to annoy, I'm longing to be in that city, Where sadness is turned into joy.

(There will) Be no shadows in heaven, No more heartaches to bear, Sun will be shining forever, For all will be gladness, true gladness up there; Sweet songs there will be ringing, Play on the harps of pure gold, Going to live in that city, Where nothing shall ever, shall ever grow old.

The shadows of evening are falling, Life's sun will soon sink in the west, Some morning I'll wake in true gladness, To live with the true and the blest; I dream of that wonderful city, Where loved ones are happy I know, Just after my work here is finished, I'll leave this dark valley below.

(There will) Be no shadows in heaven, No more heartaches to bear, Sun will be shining forever, For all will be gladness, true gladness up there; Sweet songs there will be ringing, Play on the harps of pure gold, Going to live in that city, Where nothing shall ever, shall ever grow old.

How often I'm burdened with sorrow, While trav'ling this rough thorny road, Here shadows may hover around me, make heavy my wearisome load; I still shall have faith in my Savior, Keep trusting His promise so true, He said He would never forsake me, I know He will lead me on thru.

(There will) Be no shadows in heaven, No more heartaches to bear, Sun will be shining forever, For all will be gladness, true gladness up there; Sweet songs there will be ringing, Play on the harps of pure gold, Going to live in that city, Where nothing shall ever, shall ever grow old.

Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high! The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness, No shelter or help is nigh; Carest Thou not that we perish? How canst Thou lie asleep, When each moment so madly is threat'ning, A grave in the angry deep?

The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons or men, or whatever it be. No waters can swallow the shop where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, peace, be still!

Master, with anguish of spirit I bow in my grief today; The depths of my sad heart are troubled- O waken and save, I pray; Torrents of sin and of anguish, Sweep o'er my sinking soul; And I perish! I perish! Dear Master O hasten, and take control.

The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons or men, or whatever it be. No waters can swallow the shop where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, peace, be still!

Master, the terror is over, The elements sweetly rest; Earth's sun in the calm lake is mirrored, And heaven's within my breast; Linger, O blessed Redeemer! Leave me alone no more; And with joy I shall make the best harbor, And rest on the blissful shore.

The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons or men, or whatever it be. No waters can swallow the shop where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, peace, be still!

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

I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story, More wonderful it seems, Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, It did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.

I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story, 'Tis pleasant to repeat, What seems, each time I tell it, More wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story, For some have never heard, The message of salvation, From God's own holy Word.

I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.

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

I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love.

In the land of fadeless day, Lies a city foursquare; It shall never pass away, For there is no night there.

God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years

All the gates of pearl are made, In the city foursquare; All the streets with gold are laid, For there is no night there.

God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years

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

God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years

There they need no sunshine bright, In that Holy city built foursquare; For the Lamb is all the light, For there will be no night there.

God shall wipe away all tears, No death, no pain nor fears; And they count not time by years

I'm walking today the beautiful way, My trophies to Him I bring; I'm pressing along, my heart sings a song, To Jesus my wonderful King.

I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.

I'm going away some beautiful day, With loved ones and friends I'll sing; I'll make there my home some beautiful morn, With Jesus my wonderful King.

I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.

No tears will be there, no burdens to bear, No crying but all shall sing; There I shall be blest, forever at rest, With Jesus my wonderful King.

I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.

I'm in love with my Savior and He's in love with me, He is with me from day to day, What a friend is He; Watches over me while I sleep, Hears me when I pray, I am happy as I can be, And I now can say,

Somebody loves me, answers my prayer, I love somebody, I know He cares; Somebody tells me not to repine, That somebody is Jesus, and I know He's mine.

You'll be happy if you will let Jesus have His way, He has work for us all to do Ev'ry passing day; Feed the hungry and cheer the sad, For the sinner pray, You'll have joy that you never had, And you then can say,

Somebody loves me, answers my prayer, I love somebody, I know He cares; Somebody tells me not to repine, That somebody is Jesus, and I know He's mine.

Then at last when our work is done, He will call us home To a mansion He has prepared Never more to roam; We'll sit down by the riverside, Cares all passed away, And with never a pain to bear, What a happy day.

Somebody loves me, answers my prayer, I love somebody, I know He cares; Somebody tells me not to repine, That somebody is Jesus, and I know He's mine.

From Bethlehem's manger came forth a stranger, Humble and lowly, I'd be like Him; Oh! precious Savior, with kindly favor, A friend to all, I'd be like Him.

To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.

With love and meekness to those in weakness, Oh how I long to be more like Him; I'd lead the erring when danger nearing, And be to them a guide like Him.

To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.

He heard the crying of lost and dying, In mercy I would be more like Him; For each condition a kind physician, In sympathy I'd be like Him.

To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.

The soldiers bound Him, with thorns they crowned Him, Enduring all that I'd be like Him; They did deride Him and crucified Him, Submissive I'd be more like Him.

To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.

From deaths cold prison our Lord hath risen, I hope someday to just be like Him; He's gone to glory, Oh! wondrous story, That I some day shall be like Him.

To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.

O what a shout will rise across the vaulted skies, When Jesus comes in the clouds; We'll leave all pain and care, and endless glory share, When Jesus comes in the clouds.

When Jesus comes in glory bright, We'll leave the lonely shades of night; All sorrow will be past, eternal joy at last, When Jesus comes in the clouds.

All war and strife will cease, There'll be eternal peace, When Jesus comes in the clouds; Upon the hills of home our feet shall ever roam, When Jesus comes in the clouds.

When Jesus comes in glory bright, We'll leave the lonely shades of night; All sorrow will be past, eternal joy at last, When Jesus comes in the clouds.

With all the friends of old, we'll tread the streets of gold, When Jesus comes in the clouds; There'll be no more goodbyes, no tears will dim our eyes, When Jesus comes in the clouds.

When Jesus comes in glory bright, We'll leave the lonely shades of night; All sorrow will be past, eternal joy at last, When Jesus comes in the clouds.

I am going to the city that is ever bright and fair, O will you meet me over there? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?

O will you meet me over there? In that bright land that's ever fair? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?

Are you trav'ling up to heaven? Do you walk the narrow way? O will you meet me over there? Where we'll see our blessed Savior and with Him forever stay, O will you meet me over there?

O will you meet me over there? In that bright land that's ever fair? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?

Where we'll ever sing His praises in that glad eternal day, O will you meet me over there? Where we never shall grow weary as we walk the shining way, O will you meet me over there?

O will you meet me over there? In that bright land that's ever fair? Where we'll gather with our loved ones and the bliss of heaven share, O will you meet me over there?

I am resolved no longer to linger, Charmed by the world's delight; Things that are higher, things that are nobler, These have allured my sight.

I will hasten to Him Hasten so glad and free, Jesus, greatest, highest, I will come to Thee.

On that great triumphant morning when our Savior we shall see, Coming in a cloud of glory bright and fair, May we all be glad to meet Him and a host of angels see, And with loved ones rise to meet Him in the air.

We'll go sweeping into glory, We'll be singing as we go, We'll be shouting o'er the vict'ry we have won; Then our Savior's voice will say, "Come, ye blessed, enter in, your work is done."

Then we'll walk and talk together on the streets of shining gold, Then we nevermore shall know a pain nor care, No goodbyes shall e'er be spoken and its joys are yet untold, Oh be ready then to meet me over there.

We'll go sweeping into glory, We'll be singing as we go, We'll be shouting o'er the vict'ry we have won; Then our Savior's voice will say, "Come, ye blessed, enter in, your work is done."

There we'll be at home with Jesus in that city of delight, And we'll have a great reunion in the sky, We will sing and shout together on that hallelujah day, And we'll praise His name forever by and by.

We'll go sweeping into glory, We'll be singing as we go, We'll be shouting o'er the vict'ry we have won; Then our Savior's voice will say, "Come, ye blessed, enter in, your work is done."

Twilight is stealing over the sea, Shadows are falling dark on the lea; Borne on the nightwinds, voices of yore, Come from the far-off shore.

Far away beyond the starlit skies, Where the lovelight never, never dies; Gleameth a mansion filled with delight, Sweet happy home so bright.

Voices of loved ones! Songs of the past, Still linger round me while life shall last; lonely I wander, sadly I roam, Seeking that far-off home.

Far away beyond the starlit skies, Where the lovelight never, never dies; Gleameth a mansion filled with delight, Sweet happy home so bright.

Come in the twilight, come, come to me, Bringing some message over the sea; Cheering my pathway, while here I roam, Seeking that far-off home.

Far away beyond the starlit skies, Where the lovelight never, never dies; Gleameth a mansion filled with delight, Sweet happy home so bright.

When my life here is past and the end comes at last, I must cross o'er the dark rolling sea; Cares for ever will cease in that haven of peace, There my soul shall for ever be free.

When I walk up the streets, Where the fair angels roam; I'll not count time by years, When I walk up the streets of home.

In that home of the soul there are pleasures untold, And the breezes of love ever blow; And perennial springs where the birds ever sing, Not a sigh nor a care shall we know.

When I walk up the streets, Where the fair angels roam; I'll not count time by years, When I walk up the streets of home.

O how sweet it will be when we've crossed o'er the sea, To be safe in the bright heavenly land; while the years roll along I shall sing heaven's song, And shall live with the fair angel band.

When I walk up the streets, Where the fair angels roam; I'll not count time by years, When I walk up the streets of home.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus, Ev'ry day and ev'ry hour; Jesus and His free salvation, Jesus and His mighty pow'r.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.

His is love beyond all knowledge, His is grace beyond degree, Mercy higher than the heaven, Deeper than the deepest sea.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.

Ev'ry need His hand supplieth, Ev'ry good in Him I see; And the strength He gives His weak ones, Is sufficient unto me.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.

What a wonderful redemption! Never can a mortal know, How my sin, tho' red like crimson, Can be whiter than the snow.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.

In yon everlasting city, With the ransomed I will sing, And forever and forever, Praise and glorify the King.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.

Just a little while and we'll be going thru the valley dark and lone, But we have a friend to keep the pathway shining bright(clear and bright) He will keep His lovelight brightly glowing till the darkness all is gone, Lead us safely out beyond the dreary shades of night(the dreary night).

Just a little while here to tell the story, Just a weary mile in this world to roam; Then we'll sing a new happy song in glory, With the faithful few when we reach our home.

He will keep our hearts athrill with gladness as thru life we go along, Many are the blessings He will send us day by day(ev'ry day); Till we reach our home where there's no sadness, we will sing a happy song, And will tell of His great love to pilgrims along the way(along the way).

Just a little while here to tell the story, Just a weary mile in this world to roam; Then we'll sing a new happy song in glory, With the faithful few when we reach our home.

In a little while we'll join the singing where we'll never say farewell, Over yonder with the blessed Savior we adore(we adore); All of heaven's arches will be ringing and the joy no tongue can tell, We'll be happy there with sainted loved ones evermore(forevermore).

Just a little while here to tell the story, Just a weary mile in this world to roam; Then we'll sing a new happy song in glory, With the faithful few when we reach our home.

Soon will come the dawning of God's eternal day, Oh! what a morning by and by; All will be so happy we're going home to stay, (hallelujah), Oh! what a morning by and by.

Oh! what  a morning that will be, When all our loved ones we shall see; There will be no sorrow in that sweet home on high, Oh! what a morning by and by.

On some glad tomorrow I'll fly to my new home, Oh! what a morning by and by; What a happy meeting around the great white throne, Oh! what a morning by and by.

Oh! what  a morning that will be, When all our loved ones we shall see; There will be no sorrow in that sweet home on high, Oh! what a morning by and by.

I can hear them singing on that eternal shore, (hallelujah), Oh! what a morning by and by; 'Tis the happy voices of loved ones gone before, Oh! what a morning by and by.

Oh! what  a morning that will be, When all our loved ones we shall see; There will be no sorrow in that sweet home on high, Oh! what a morning by and by.

In that fair land across death's sea, I expect to wear a crown some day; Within that mansion built for me, I expect to wear a crown some day.

I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.

I'm but a stranger in this land, I expect to wear a crown some day; With joy I'd leave this earthly band, I expect to wear a crown some day.

I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.

The storms of life will soon be o'er, I expect to wear a crown some day; My fragile barque shall reach the shore, I expect to wear a crown some day.

I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.

Let come what will of grief and pain, I expect to wear a crown some day; With joy I'll rise and vict'ry gain, I expect to wear a crown some day.

I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.

The Lord has promised life to me, I expect to wear a crown some day; His gentle hand will set me free, I expect to wear a crown some day.

I expect to wear a crown, When I lay my armor down, And I'll live with Christ forevermore; To his kingdom I am heir, Endless glory I shall share, I expect to wear a crown.

Once I traveled sin's dark road, With my worldly heavy load, But now I see the glory way; (the glory way), With old Satan left behind, There is glory I will find, With Jesus on that happy day(that happy day).

Yes, my Savior leads the way, I will follow Him to stay, Some morning bright I'll cross the raging foam; Jesus said He'd go prepare me a mansion over there, Some happy day I'll see my heav'nly home.

Jesus said come unto me, Then His love I could not see, But now I see the glory way; (the glory way) With His love I'll walk the street, Singing with the ones I meet, With Jesus on that happy day(that happy day).

Yes, my Savior leads the way, I will follow Him to stay, Some morning bright I'll cross the raging foam; Jesus said He'd go prepare me a mansion over there, Some happy day I'll see my heav'nly home.

I have heard my mother's plead, Yet her voice I would not heed, But now I see the glory way; (the glory way), I can see "The Beacon Light" That will safely guide me right, With Jesus on that happy day(that happy day).

Yes, my Savior leads the way, I will follow Him to stay, Some morning bright I'll cross the raging foam; Jesus said He'd go prepare me a mansion over there, Some happy day I'll see my heav'nly home.

Oh! sinner, don't you hear Him? He's calling you today; He's calling you, He's calling me, Oh! come, come, come.

So gently He is pleading To sinners ev'rywhere; He'll make you pure and white as snow, Oh! come, come, come.

Oh! come and follow Jesus, Oh! come, yes come, today; He'll give you peace and joy and love, Oh! come, come, come.

I'm on my way to heav'n above, To sing the songs of joy and love; Oh! blessed thot, when in that land, With Christ my Lord I gladly stand.

Some happy day on that eternal shore, I'll meet my blessed loved ones gone before; Oh! what a happy meeting, glory hallelujah! We'll shout and sing glad praises forevermore.

Some morning fair my soul shall be, With Christ my Lord who made me free; I'll shout and sing forevermore, My praise to Him whom I adore.

Some happy day on that eternal shore, I'll meet my blessed loved ones gone before; Oh! what a happy meeting, glory hallelujah! We'll shout and sing glad praises forevermore.

Oh, won't that be a happy time, When heaven's bells so sweetly chime; Then in that home my soul shall be, Thru out the long eternity.

Some happy day on that eternal shore, I'll meet my blessed loved ones gone before; Oh! what a happy meeting, glory hallelujah! We'll shout and sing glad praises forevermore.

Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sov'reign die? Would He devote that sacred head, For such a worm as I?

At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!

Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree!

At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!

Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker, died for man, the creature's sin.

At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!

But drops of grief can ne'er repay, The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do!

At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day!

In the new found way, the gospel highway, Leading to the home eternal, I walk and talk with the Master ev'ry day; When the storms betide, He safely guides me, While the blessings flow supernal, I walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.

Walk and talk, walk and talk New Jerusalem way, Press along, press along, land of everlasting day, Then at last His "well done" I shall hear the Master say, Walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.

Hallelujah, praise Him, I am happy, Walking on this gospel highway, I walk and talk with the Master ev'ry day; Like the gentle vespers, Jesus whispers, Blessings all along the highway, I walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.

Walk and talk, walk and talk New Jerusalem way, Press along, press along, land of everlasting day, Then at last His "well done" I shall hear the Master say, Walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.

While to Him I cling, I'll ever sing, and tell about the gospel story, I walk and talk with the Master ev'ry day; Then for evermore I shall adore Him, Over in the land of glory, I walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.

Walk and talk, walk and talk New Jerusalem way, Press along, press along, land of everlasting day, Then at last His "well done" I shall hear the Master say, Walk and talk in the New Jerusalem way.

Am I a soldier of the cross, the sacred cross? A foll'wer of the Lamb, the blessed Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause, to own His cause? Or blush to speak His name.

Tho' the battle may be hard and the conflict sore, Rough and rocky the road we are traveling o'er; Hold on a little longer, Take Jesus by the hand, He'll guide you safe to the glory land.

Must I be carried to the skies, up to the skies, On flow'ry beds of ease, on beds of ease? While others fought to win the prize, to win the prize, And sailed thru bloody seas.

Tho' the battle may be hard and the conflict sore, Rough and rocky the road we are traveling o'er; Hold on a little longer, Take Jesus by the hand, He'll guide you safe to the glory land.

Sure I must fight if I would reign, if I would reign, Increase my courage, Lord, my courage Lord; I'll bear the toll, endure the pain, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word.

Tho' the battle may be hard and the conflict sore, Rough and rocky the road we are traveling o'er; Hold on a little longer, Take Jesus by the hand, He'll guide you safe to the glory land.

I'm going some day forever to stay, In heaven above where all will be love, I'm going to stand at Jesus' right hand and shout the glad victory; Tho' lowly I've been I'm free from all sin, He lifted me out from shadows of doubt, I'm happy today that now I can say, There's glory up there for me.

I'm going up home no more to roam, I'm nearing it ev'ry day, In heaven above where all is love, I'm going to live for aye, I'm satisfied now since Christ somehow has set my glad spirit free, I'm happy today while on my way, There's glory up there for me.

It's glory to know wherever I go, That Jesus is near to comfort and cheer, When ever I'm blue His love that's so true o'er shadows and comforts me; I'm making it known to those that are prone, To wander aside in regions denied, There's heavenly light if you will get right, There's glory up there for me.

I'm going up home no more to roam, I'm nearing it ev'ry day, In heaven above where all is love, I'm going to live for aye, I'm satisfied now since Christ somehow has set my glad spirit free, I'm happy today while on my way, There's glory up there for me.

I'm waiting that day that wonderful day, When I shall go home there never to roam, With rapture so sweet and glory complete how happy I know I'll be; Come travel along start singing a song, Begin a new life leave sin and its strife, Just trust and obey He'll show you the way, There's glory up there for me.

I'm going up home no more to roam, I'm nearing it ev'ry day, In heaven above where all is love, I'm going to live for aye, I'm satisfied now since Christ somehow has set my glad spirit free, I'm happy today while on my way, There's glory up there for me.

We read of a country beyond the bright river, Where saints are rejoicing and living forever; I soon shall cross over to mansion supernal, ready to leave this world below.

Oh! what a glad morning fair, With Jesus up in the air, We'll sing and we'll shout the victory, All sorrow will then be o'er, Upon the glad peaceful shore, We'll praise Him for all eternity; I long to be at His side, And all of the sanctified, The billows of love o'er flood my soul, When I reach that land with that happy band, While the ages roll.

I'm looking for Jesus to call me up yonder, All sadness is banished no more will I wander; All glory and honor to Jesus forever, I'm ready to leave this world below.

Oh! what a glad morning fair, With Jesus up in the air, We'll sing and we'll shout the victory, All sorrow will then be o'er, Upon the glad peaceful shore, We'll praise Him for all eternity; I long to be at His side, And all of the sanctified, The billows of love o'er flood my soul, When I reach that land with that happy band, While the ages roll.

No more will the spirit be tempted by sorrow, There'll no more sighing that happy tomorrow; No tempter will bother no cares will we borrow, ready to leave this world below.

Oh! what a glad morning fair, With Jesus up in the air, We'll sing and we'll shout the victory, All sorrow will then be o'er, Upon the glad peaceful shore, We'll praise Him for all eternity; I long to be at His side, And all of the sanctified, The billows of love o'er flood my soul, When I reach that land with that happy band, While the ages roll.

In sin I kept on going t'ward the depths of dark despair, Each day my sin kept growing and my days were filled with care; But then I heard of Jesus and I went to Him in pray'r, And by His grace I found a place among the blest.

I found a place to lay my burdens down, And by His grace I hope to wear a crown; His boundless love will drive away each frown, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.

Alone and brokenhearted, with no friend to care for me, For friends had all departed, life was hopeless as could be; Till one day Christ imparted His own love and made me free, And by His grace I found a place among the blest.

I found a place to lay my burdens down, And by His grace I hope to wear a crown; His boundless love will drive away each frown, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.

My heart was sorely aching and I knew not what to do, My faith in man was shaking and the world was looking blue; I turned, all sin forsaking, now I know I'm going thru, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.

I found a place to lay my burdens down, And by His grace I hope to wear a crown; His boundless love will drive away each frown, For by His grace I found a place among the blest.

Do you hear the Savior calling, By the wooings of His voice? Do you hear the accents falling, Will you make the precious choice?

I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.

By His Spirit He is wooing, Softly drawing us to Him; Thru the day and night pursuing, With His gentle voice to win.

I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.

By the word of truth He's speaking To the wand'ring, erring ones; List! the voice, the stillness breaking, Hear the sweet, and solemn tones.

I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.

In His providential dealings, Even in His stern decrees; In the loudest thunders pealing, Or the murm'ring of the breeze.

I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, Just to hear the accents fall; I am list'ning, oh, I'm list'ning, To the Savior's gentle voice.

It may not seem welcome now, At the cross of Christ to bow, But you'll wish you were one of us by and by; When the Savior comes to claim ,Those who suffer for His name, And to take them to those mansions in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

You may shrink to pay the price, Say "Too great the sacrifice," But you'll wish you were one of us by and by; Then this old world will look small, And you'd gladly give your all, Could you know you had a mansion in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

Laz'rus covered o'er with sores, Lay beside the rich man's doors, And he begged for alms from those who passed him by; As the crowd would by him go, Little did those rich men know, That poor Lazarus had a mansion in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

At our humble homes you smile, We're just stopping here awhile, But you ought to see what's coming by and by; For our home is built of gold, And we'll never more grow old, When we leave to claim a mansion in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

I had rather always roam, With no place to call my home, Than to fail to join that number by and by; For when Jesus calls for me, I'll be rich as rich can be, For I'll have a stately mansion in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

So be careful how you talk, How you shake your head and mock, You'd be glad to be one of us by and by; Tho' despised by men on earth, We are all of royal birth, For we now possess a mansion in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

If you stand before the King, Join the songs the Bloodwashed sing, If you'd hear the angels singing by and by; Come today send in your name, No one, then, can jump your claim, When you go to see your mansion in the sky.

O that mansion in the sky! I'm goin' to claim one by and by, And I'll never never die, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Come along and go with me, Turn your back on sin and see, You'll be happy as can be, Hallelujah to the Lamb.

O the bitter pain and sorrow, That a time could ever be, When I proudly said to Jesus, "All of self and none of Thee!" All of self and none of Thee, All of self and none of Thee, When I proudly said to Jesus, "All of self and none of Thee!"

Yet He found me; I beheld him Bleeding on the cursed tree; And my wistful heart said faintly,"Some of self and some of Thee!" Some of self and some of Thee, Some of self and some of Thee, And my wistful heart said faintly, "Some of self and some of Thee!"

Day by day His tender mercy, Healing, helping, full, and free; Brought me lower while I whispered, "Less of self and more of Thee!" Less of self and more of Thee, Less of self and more of Thee, Brought me lower while I whispered, "Less of self and more of Thee!"

Hihger than the highest heavens, Deeper than the deepest sea, Lord Thy love at last has conquered: "None of self and all of Thee!" None of self and all of Thee, None of self and all of Thee, Lord, Thy love at last has conquered: "None of self and all of Thee!"

Oh, I'm looking for my Saviour, who has gone from earth to heaven, He has promised to come back some day you see, And it fills my soul with glory, as I sing the sweet, old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.

He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.

Oh, my heart grows sad and weary, with the many days so dreary, O this world has lost its love and charms for me, But I'm filled with fire and glory, When I read the precious story, When I think about His coming after me.

He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.

Oh, dear friends, I well remember, that when first I found the Saviour, How He sweetly took my aches and pains away, And He filled my soul with glory, how I love to tell the story, And to know that He is coming after me.

He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.

See the Saviour standing, pleading, And His broken heart is bleeding, For a world that's steeped in sin of low degree, Oh, dear sinner, heed the story, let Him fill your soul with glory, Oh, get ready for He's coming after me.

He's coming after me, ( soon coming) He's coming after me(soon coming) He's coming back I know to catch His waiting bride away, And it fills my soul with glory, As I sing the sweet old story, Just to know that Christ is coming after me.

When first I heard of holiness I tho't it must be right; It seemed to fit the Bible, And be the Christian's light. I heard the people singing, And testifying too; They seemed to love their Savior, As Christians ought to do.

We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.

I went to a camp-meeting, And heard them preach and sing; They surely preached the Bible, And made the welkin ring. It made me think of heaven, The Christian's home on high, Where they will live forever, And never, never, die.

We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.

I little thought of joining, I said I could not stand, To be among that people, That's called the "holy band." The world looked down upon them, And said they were so rash, They often spoke against them, And said they were but trash.

We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.

But as I went to hear them, And saw the way they did, I saw they had a treasure, From worldy people hid. They seemed to be so happy, And filled with Christian love; When people talked about them, They only looked above.

We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.

My heart begins to hunger, And thirst and burn within; I wanted full salvation, A freedom from all sin. I went to God for holiness, And called upon His name; He cleansed my heart completely, And filled it with the same.

We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.

And now I'm one who bears that name, That happy, holy band; I've crossed the river Jordan, And in the Canaan land. The atmosphere is pleasant, And fruit of every kind, When you reach heaven's portals, I'll not be far behind.

We'll sing and we'll preach, We'll preach the way of holiness so true, We'll sing and we'll preach, Till our precious, loving Savior's face we view.

Won't it be a happy, happy day, When we gather on the other shore, Over on the other shore, Over on the golden shore; Ev'ry earthly care shall pass away, We'll be happy there forevermore, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.

When we sing around the throne eternal, Way over in glory, When we join the chorus supernal, Sing heaven's sweet story; With the saints we'll ever be happy, O what a glad morning, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.

With our friends we'll join a mighty throng, Over yonder in the promised land, Over in the promised land, Yonder in the promised land; With the saved we'll sing a happy song, In the morning at the Lord's right hand, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.

When we sing around the throne eternal, Way over in glory, When we join the chorus supernal, Sing heaven's sweet story; With the saints we'll ever be happy, O what a glad morning, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.

O the joy and rapture that will be, When we march along the streets of gold, March along the streets of gold, March along the streets of gold; We shall live thru all eternity, And the glory of the Lord behold, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.

When we sing around the throne eternal, Way over in glory, When we join the chorus supernal, Sing heaven's sweet story; With the saints we'll ever be happy, O what a glad morning, When we sing around the throne eternal, On that wonderful day.

Should Jesus come today, Would we all ready be? He'll call His bride away, To dwell eternally.

A home is waiting me, When toils of life are o'er, If true to Him I'll be, I'll live on heaven's shore.

Keep standing for the right, Be always good and true, A spotless robe of white, Is waiting now for you.

A home is waiting me, When toils of life are o'er, If true to Him I'll be, I'll live on heaven's shore.

O be prepared to go, When life on earth is o'er, It will be sweet, we know, To see Him on that shore.

A home is waiting me, When toils of life are o'er, If true to Him I'll be, I'll live on heaven's shore.

I was once out in sin till my Savior took me in, Saving me from an awful shame; Now I'm singing this song as I gladly press along, Ever praising His holy name.

In His blest way, I'm there to stay, All day along, Praising in song; Trust in His love, looking above, His grace will suffice to lead you aright, And keep you in paths of light.

I am living today in the straight and narrow way, Trying ever to do the right; And I'll stay by His side, ever in His love abide, Helping others to see the light.

In His blest way, I'm there to stay, All day along, Praising in song; Trust in His love, looking above, His grace will suffice to lead you aright, And keep you in paths of light.

I will sing of His love till I reach my home above, I will ever be true and strong; I will tell of His grace till I see His shining face, Up in heaven with that great throng.

In His blest way, I'm there to stay, All day along, Praising in song; Trust in His love, looking above, His grace will suffice to lead you aright, And keep you in paths of light.

I am now on the altar, I am now on the altar, I am now on the altar, Which was made for me.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

I will ne'er doubt my Saviour, I will never doubt my Saviour, I will ne'er doubt my Savior, For He cleanses me.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

I will rest on His promise, I will rest on His promise, I will rest on His promise, Which is given to me.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

I will shout Hallelujah! I will shout Hallelujah! I will shout Hallelujah! For He sets me free.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

Judgment is surely coming, Coming to you and me, We will be judged that morning, For all eternity; Some will go into Heaven, Others will be denied; Weill you be in that number, Standing outside?

Outside, Denied, Demons abide; Not sanctified, Awful, Standing outside.

Standing outside while loved ones, Enter the pearly gate, Knowing that there forever, You will then seperate; To be away from loved ones, And by your God denied; O what an awful picture, Standing outside?

Outside, Denied, Demons abide; Not sanctified, Awful, Standing outside.

Can you not see the picture, Of those who're lost in sin, Standing outside the portals, Without a hope to win? Souls crushed with deepest sorrow, Without a friend to guide? O what an awful picture, Standing outside?

Outside, Denied, Demons abide; Not sanctified, Awful, Standing outside.

I am coming to Jesus for rest, Rest, such as the purified know; My soul is athirst to be blest. To be washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

In coming, my sin I deplore, My weakness and poverty show; I long to be saved evermore, To be washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

To Jesus I give up my all, Ev'ry treasure and idol I know; For his fullness of blessing I call, Till His blood washes whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

I am trusting in Jesus alone, Trusting now His salvation to know; And His blood doth so fully atone, I am washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

My heart is in raptures of love, Love, such as ransomed ones know; I am strengthened with might from above, I am washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

In this world we have our trials, Foes beset on ev'ry hand; But thru faith and self denial, We are kept and made to stand.

How I praise the name of Jesus, For He means so much to me; On the cross He died to free us, I shall His forever be.

Friends forsake me here and yonder, Trials hard for me to bear; Then my love for Him grows fonder, As I near that city fair.

How I praise the name of Jesus, For He means so much to me; On the cross He died to free us, I shall His forever be.

Fairwell friends I'll soon be going, Soon the crossing I shall see; All my loved ones I'll be knowing, They are waiting there for me.

How I praise the name of Jesus, For He means so much to me; On the cross He died to free us, I shall His forever be.

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

In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautifull shore. In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

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

In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautifull shore. In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore. 

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

In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautifull shore. In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore.  

I am so glad salvation's free to all who will receive it, Glad that the news was bro't to me when I was lost and sad; Praise His dear name, I can proclaim that truly I believe it, For I am now His child, I know, and I'm so glad.

Glory, honor be to His name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him; Jesus, the matchless Saviour; He has redeemed this soul of mine, And I'm so glad.

I am so glad that I can tell to wayward souls the story, Glad that by grace from day to day a helper I may be; Finding delight in service true, my soul is winning glory, Glory for Him who gave His life to rescue me.

Glory, honor be to His name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him; Jesus, the matchless Saviour; He has redeemed this soul of mine, And I'm so glad.

I am so glad that all my heart to Jesus I have given, Glad that at eventide my soul true sheaves to Him may bring; I will be true until with all the happy throng in heaven, Sweeter and nobler praise I give to Christ, my King.

Glory, honor be to His name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him; Jesus, the matchless Saviour; He has redeemed this soul of mine, And I'm so glad.

Lord I care not for riches, Neither silver nor gold; I would make sure of heaven, I would enter the fold. In the book of Thy kingdom, With its pages so fair, Tell me Jesus, my Saviour, Is my name written there? 

Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?

Lord, my sins they are many, Like the sands of the sea, But Thy blood, O my Saviour, Is sufficient for me; For thy promise is written, In bright letters that glow, "Tho' your sins be as scarlet, I will make them like snow."

Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?  

Oh! that beautiful city, With its mansions of light, With its glorified beings, In pure garments of white; Where no evil thing cometh To despoil what is fair; Where the angels are watching, Yes, my name's written there.

Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?

Jesus has taken a beautiful bud, Out of our garden of love, Borne it away to the city of God, Home of the angels above.

Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.

Full blooming flowers alone will not do, Some must be young and ungrown; So the frail buds He is gathering, too, Beautiful gems of His throne.

Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.

Fathers and mothers, weep not or be sad, Still on the Savior rely; You shall behold them again, and be glad, Beautiful flowers on high.

Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.

Blooming in beauty in heaven are they, Blooming for you and for me; Follow the Lord, tho' the city be far, Till our bright blossoms we see.

Gathering buds, gathering buds, Wonderful care will be giv'n; Jesus is gathering, day after day, Buds for the palace of heav'n.

When I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.  

See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?  , 

Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

Out in the darkness I'm sailing, Over life's troublesome tide, Driven and toss'd by the breakers, Sorrows and sin deride; Still there's a hope that will linger, However stormy the sea, There will be lights at the harbor, Shining to welcome me.

Lights in glory for me, Send rays over the foam, They will pilot my ship, To that heavenly home; Tho' I'm weary of toil, On life's billowy sea, In that harbor, Lights will be shining for me.

Oft I grow heartsick and weary, Often I long to go home, But on the dark sea of sorrow, Yet for awhile I'll roam; Then when the mist has been lifted, Beauties immortal I'll see, There will be lights at the harbor, Shining to welcome me.

Lights in glory for me, Send rays over the foam, They will pilot my ship, To that heavenly home; Tho' I'm weary of toil, On life's billowy sea, In that harbor, Lights will be shining for me.

Jesus, the Savior, will pilot, Thru the rough voyage of life, He has the pow'r to still waters, He calms the storm and strife; Then when the journey is ended, When from my burdens I'm free, There will be lights at the harbor, Shining to welcome me.

Lights in glory for me, Send rays over the foam, They will pilot my ship, To that heavenly home; Tho' I'm weary of toil, On life's billowy sea, In that harbor, Lights will be shining for me.

The great Physician now is near, The sympathizing Jesus; He speaks the drooping heart to cheer, Oh, hear the voice of Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

Your many sins are all forgiv'n, Oh, hear the voice of Jesus; Go on your way in peace to heav'n And wear a crown with Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

All glory to the dying Lamb! I now believe in Jesus; I love the blessed Savior's name, I love the name of Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

And when to that bright world above We rise to be with Jesus, We'll sing around the throne of love, His name, the name of Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

'Tis ended now, thine earthly life, With all its cares, its hopes and fears, And thou art freed from sin and strife, To live with Christ thru endless years.

'Tis ended now, the vict'ry's won, And thou hast laid thy weapons down, And from the hand of God's own Son, Thou shalt receive a fadeless crown.

'Tis ended now, the gloomy night, Thy soul is free forevermore, To praise the Lord of life and light, Where ransomed ones His name adore.

'Tis ended now, death's dreadful sting, We praise our God for matchless grace, And tho' to thee in love we cling, We would not call thee from thy place.

O happy day that fixed my choice On Thee my Savior and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, and tell its raptures all abroad.

Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day. Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away!

'Tis done, the great transaction's done; I am my Lord's, and He is mine; He drew me, an I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine,

Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day. Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away!

Now rest, my long divided heart; Fixed on this blissful center, rest; Nor ever from my Lord depart, With Him of ev'ry good possessed.

Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing ev'ry day. Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away!

Am I a soldier of the cross, A foll'wer of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name?

And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.

Must I be carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed thro' bloody seas?

And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.

Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God?

And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.

Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word.

And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem. Wear a crown, wear a crown, Wear a bright and shining crown. And when the battle's over we shall wear a crown in the new Jerusalem.

There was a time on earth, When in the book of heav'n An old account was standing For sins yet unforgiv'n; My name was at the top, And many things below, I went unto the keeper, And settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

The old account was large, And growing ev'ry day, For I was always sinning, And never tried to pay; But when I looked ahead, And saw such pain and woe, I said that I would settle, I settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

When at the judgment bar, I stand before my King, And He the book will open, He cannot find a thing; Then will my heart be glad, While tears of joy will flow Because I had it settled, And settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

When in that happy home, My Savior's home above, I'll sing redemption's story, And praise Him for His love; I'll not forget that book, With pages white as snow, Because I came and settled, And settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

O sinner, seek the Lord, Repent of all your sin, For thus He hath commanded, If you would enter in; And then if you should live A hundred years below, Up there you'll not regret it, You settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

Some doubters are trying God's Word to revise, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; No longer this line or that passage they prize, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

No mortal can better this message of old, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; 'Tis far the best story that ever was told, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

'Tho army of martyrs believed ev'ry word, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; The souls of the saints and the sages it stirred, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

It's light is the same as in ages gone by, Just leave it alone, just leave it alone; And still its great Giver is reigning on high, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

Just leave it alone, 'Tis God's blessed word, Whose Son did for evil atone; Each word and each line tells of goodness divine, Don't change it, just leave it alone.

Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross, Lift high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss. From vict'ry unto vict'ry, His army shall He lead, Till ev'ry foe is vanquished And Christ is Lord indeed.

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

Stand up, stand up for Jesus-Stand in His strength alone; The arm of flesh will fail you---Ye dare not trust your own; Put on the gospel armor, And, watching unto prayer, When duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there.

Oh how sweet the glorious message, Simple faith may claim; Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. Still He loves to save the sinful, Heal the sick and lame; Cheer the mourner, still the tempest; Glory to His name!

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

He who was the friend of sinners, Seeks thee, lost one, now; Sinner, come, and at His footstool Penitently bow. He who said, "I'll not condemn thee, Go and sin no more;" Speaks to thee that word of pardon, As in days of yore.

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

Oft on earth He healed the suff'rer By His mighty hand; Still our sicknesses and sorrows Go at His command. He who gave His healing virtue To a woman's touch; To the faith that claims His fullness, Still will give as much.

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

As of old He walked to Emmaus, With them to abide; So through all life's way He walketh, Ever near our side Soon again we shall behold Him, Hasten, Lord, the day! But 'twill still be "this same Jesus," As He went away.

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

I am coming to Jesus for rest, Rest, such as the purified know; My soul is athirst to be blest, To be washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

In coming, my sin I deplore, My weakness and poverty show; I long to be saved evermore, To be washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

To Jesus I give up my all, Ev'ry treasure and idol I know; For His fullness of blessing I call, Till His blood washes whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

I am trusting in Jesus alone, Trusting now His salvation to know; And His blood doth so fully atone, I am washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

My heart is in raptures of love, Love, such as the ransomed ones know; I am strengthened with might from above, I am washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

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

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

In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore, In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

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

We praise Thee O God, For the Son of thy love, For Jesus who died and is now And is now gone above.

Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! amen; Hallelujah! Thine the glory, revive us again.

We praise Thee O God, For Thy spirit of light, Who has shown us our Savior, and scattered our night.

Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! amen; Hallelujah! Thine the glory, revive us again.

All glory and praise To the Lamb that was slain, Who has borne all our sins And has cleansed ev'ry stain.

Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! amen; Hallelujah! Thine the glory, revive us again.

Revive us again; Fill each heart with Thy love, May each soul be rekindled With fire from above.

Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hallelujah! amen; Hallelujah! Thine the glory, revive us again.

The sands have been washed in the footprints, Of the Stranger on Galilee's shore- And the voice that subdued the rough billows, Will be heard in Judea no more. But the path of that lone Galilean, With joy I will follow today; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.

There are so many hills to climb upward, I often am longing for rest; But He who appoints me my pathway, Knows just what is needful and best. I know in His word He hath promised, That my strength "it shall be as my day"; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.

He loves me too well to forsake me, Or give me a trial too much; All His people have been dearly purchased, And Satan can never claim such. By and by I shall see Him and praise Him, In the city of unending day; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.

When the last feeble step has been taken, And the gates of that city appear, And the beautiful songs of the angels, Float out on my listening ear; When all that now seems so mysterious, Will be bright and as clear as the day; And the toils of the road will seem nothing, When I get to the end of the way.

"Twas the Lord of hosts that led us out of Egypt's sand; And He led us through the Red Sea by His mighty hand, Never halting in the wilderness, but His command Gave assurance we were able to possess the land.

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

When the spies brought back the message, this is what they said; " Against giants and walled cities, we cannot be led;" But a Caleb and a Joshua said, They'll be as bread; We are able to go up possess the land ahead.

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

When we crossed the river Jordan, in the land we found; Wine and oil, and milk and honey, richest fruits abound; Sparkling fountains, and the showers come upon the ground; We were able, Hallelujah! let God's praise resound.

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

There's no thirsting for old Egypt, since we're in this way, And we care not what the critics or the ten spies say; For the land abounds in plenty, and we're here to stay, Wont you come and join us, brother, enter in today?

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

I have had a happy vision, Of a distant better land, There was not a sign of sorrow, Gladness ruled on ev'ry hand; Music flowed in sweetest concords, 'Twas an endless day of spring. I've been listening in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.

I've been list'ning in on heaven, List'ning to the songs of love, Sung by saints of all the ages, Praising Christ in heav'n above; I've been list'ning in on heaven, And I heard their music ring, I've been list'ning in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.

When my courage has been shaken, And the blue skies turn to grey, Evil forces often tempt me, Try to turn me from the way; But there's something that will comfort, Peace and gladness it will bring, When I'm listening in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.

I've been list'ning in on heaven, List'ning to the songs of love, Sung by saints of all the ages, Praising Christ in heav'n above; I've been list'ning in on heaven, And I heard their music ring, I've been list'ning in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.

Tune your heart to heaven's wavelength, Thru the blest control of pray'r, Ground your faith in love eternal, Tune out sorrow and pain and care; In the time of interference, Closer to the Savior's cling, While you're listening in on heaven, You will hear the millions sing.

I've been list'ning in on heaven, List'ning to the songs of love, Sung by saints of all the ages, Praising Christ in heav'n above; I've been list'ning in on heaven, And I heard their music ring, I've been list'ning in on heaven, Just to hear the millions sing.

Take the name of Jesus with you, Child of sorrow and of woe; It will joy and comfort give you, Take it, then, where'er you go

Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n; Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n.

Take the name of Jesus ever, As a shield from ev'ry snare; If temptations round you gather, Breathe that holy name in prayer.

Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n; Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n.

O the precious name of Jesus! How it thrills our souls with joy, When His loving arms receive us, And His songs our tongues employ!

Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n; Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n.

At the name of Jesus bowing, Falling prostrate at His feet, King of kings in heav'n we'll crown Him, When our journey is complete.

Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n; Precious name, O how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heav'n.

Broad is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there, But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler.

"Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land.

Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; Create my heart entirely new, Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which false apostates never knew.

I heard an old, old story, How a Savior came from glory, How He gave His life on Calvary To save a wretch like me; I heard about His groaning, Of His precious blood's atoning, Then I repented of my sins And won the victory.

O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever, He sought me and bo't me With His redeeming blood; He loved me ere I knew Him And all my love is due Him, He plunged me to victory, Beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about His healing, Of His cleansing pow'r revealing, How he made the lame to walk again And caused the blind to see; And then I cried "dear Jesus, Come and heal my broken spirit," And somehow Jesus came and bro't To me the victory.

O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever, He sought me and bo't me With His redeeming blood; He loved me ere I knew Him And all my love is due Him, He plunged me to victory, Beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about a mansion He has built for me in glory, And I heard about the streets of gold Beyond the crystal sea; About the angels singing, And the old redemption story, And some sweet day I'll sing up there The song of victory. 

O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever, He sought me and bo't me With His redeeming blood; He loved me ere I knew Him And all my love is due Him, He plunged me to victory, Beneath the cleansing flood.

What a wonderful, beautiful picture I have, Of a place without sorrow or fear, And I'm going to live in that city some day, For my days are all numbered down here.

My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here, He knows all about me, All my trouble, my sorrow, my fear; I'm living each moment, Thru the mercy of God's loving grace, Some day He will call me To that wonderful, beautiful place.

I will walk on the streets of that city of gold, I will bask in the heavenly light, And I'll look on the face of my Savior so dear, In that city where cometh no night.

My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here, He knows all about me, All my trouble, my sorrow, my fear; I'm living each moment, Thru the mercy of God's loving grace, Some day He will call me To that wonderful, beautiful place.

Now I want to be doing the will of my Lord, As I travel this wearisome land, So I'll not be ashamed of my record up there, When I stand at my Savior's right hand.

My Lord keeps a record of the moments I'm living down here, He knows all about me, All my trouble, my sorrow, my fear; I'm living each moment, Thru the mercy of God's loving grace, Some day He will call me To that wonderful, beautiful place.

Breathe, oh Jesus Christ, Thy Spirit Into ev'ry waiting heart, We beneath Thy throne are pleading, Fire, we know, Thou must impart.

At Thy feet we bow, oh, Jesus, Fill us with the fire divine, Put within us burning passion, In our hearts Thy love enshrine.

Burn upon us in Thy purging, 'Til our dross is all consumed, And thro' pain we rise in beauty With Thy grace our lives perfumed.

At Thy feet we bow, oh, Jesus, Fill us with the fire divine, Put within us burning passion, In our hearts Thy love enshrine.

Purge from out us all self seeking, In our hearts the cross infuse, That the world in wonder watching, Might not long Thy blood refuse.

At Thy feet we bow, oh, Jesus, Fill us with the fire divine, Put within us burning passion, In our hearts Thy love enshrine.

When we reach that city of the New Jerusalem, We'll sing hallelujah sing hallelujah by and by; How the ransomed singers will together lift that hymn, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.

O what joy when we get home! Rest beneath that cloudless dome; In that landwhere saints ne'er die, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.

In that mighty chorus voices will so sweetly blend, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by; Gone will be our sadness, pleasures there will never end, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.

O what joy when we get home! Rest beneath that cloudless dome; In that landwhere saints ne'er die, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.

Victory and love will be our everlasting theme, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by; Praising our Redeemer there beside the crystal stream, We'll sing hallelujah by and by, sing hallelujah by and by.

O what joy when we get home! Rest beneath that cloudless dome; In that landwhere saints ne'er die, We'll sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah by and by.

I'm following Jesus One step at a time, I live for the moment In His love divine. Why think of tomorrow, Just live for today, I'm following Jesus Each step of the way.

The pathway is narrow But He leads me on, I walk in His shadow My fears are all gone. My spirit grows stronger, Each moment, each day, For Jesus is leading Each step of the way.

I was once astray in the downward way, And the light I could not see; But the Savior came and removed my shame, With His love He lifted me.

O He lifted me from sin's agony, Saved me by His wondrous love; I shall never roam, I am going home, To those mansions fair above.

Sin had strained my soul, but today I'm whole, And I'm free from doubt and fear; Tho' the storms may sweep Christ my soul will keep, I am safe when He is near.

O He lifted me from sin's agony, Saved me by His wondrous love; I shall never roam, I am going home, To those mansions fair above.

Brother now astray seek the Lord today, From His love no longer roam; He will keep you true till this life is thru, And you reach the heav'nly home.

O He lifted me from sin's agony, Saved me by His wondrous love; I shall never roam, I am going home, To those mansions fair above.

My country tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing: Land where my father's 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 rock and rills, Thy woods and timpled hills; My heart my 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!

In this world I've tried most ev'rything, And I'm happy now to say, There is nothing like religion In the good old-fashioned way; I am walking in the old-time way, And I want the world to know, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord), Than anything I know.

I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know, There's nothing like an old-time Christian, With a Christian love to show; I'm walking in the grand old highway, And I'm telling ev'rywhere I go, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.

There are many things I'd like to be As my journey I pursue, I have longed to be a leader Like a mortal man would do; I would like to be a millionaire, With a million to bestow, But I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.

I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know, There's nothing like an old-time Christian, With a Christian love to show; I'm walking in the grand old highway, And I'm telling ev'rywhere I go, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.

All the world is bright since I got right, Now I sing and pray and shout, All my burdens have been lifted, Since the Savior bro't me out; I will tell the world both far and near, As I travel here below, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.

I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know, There's nothing like an old-time Christian, With a Christian love to show; I'm walking in the grand old highway, And I'm telling ev'rywhere I go, That I'd rather be an old-time Christian(Lord) Than anything I know.

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

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

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

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

Jesus loves me! loves me still, Though I'm very weak and ill; From His shining throne on high, Comes to watch me where I lie.

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

Jesus loves me; He will stay Close beside me all the way; If I love Him, when I die He will take me home on high.

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

On the happy, golden shore, where the faithful part no more, When the storms of life are o'er, meet me there, Where the night dissolves away into pure and perfect day, I am going home to stay, meet me there.

Meet me there, meet me there, Where the tree of Life is blooming, meet me there, When the storms of life are o'er, on the happy, golden shore, Where the faithful part no more, meet me there.

Here our fondest hopes are vain, dearest links are rent in twain, But in heav'n no throb of pain meet me there, By the river sparkling bright in the city of delight, Where our faith is lost in sight, meet me there.

Meet me there, meet me there, Where the tree of Life is blooming, meet me there, When the storms of life are o'er, on the happy, golden shore, Where the faithful part no more, meet me there.

Where the harps of angels ring, and the blest for ever sing, In the palace of the King, meet me there, Where in sweet communion blend heart with heart, and friend with friend, In a world that ne'er shall end, meet me there.

Meet me there, meet me there, Where the tree of Life is blooming, meet me there, When the storms of life are o'er, on the happy, golden shore, Where the faithful part no more, meet me there

You laid your hand, mighty Lord, on the range Laid your wonderful hand on the prairie Lord, you pour'd forth the fountains Raised up the mountains Oh! Lord keep your mighty hand on me. You touch'd your clouds, made them rain, From the rain made the sea, from the sea formed the clouds To give us life abundantly; You have the earth and the sky in your command, Lord Oh! Please keep your precious hand on me.

Time is filled with swift transition,-Naught of earth unmoved can stand,-Build your hopes on things eternal,-Hold to God's unchanging hand!

Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!

Trust in Him who will not leave you, What so ever years may bring, If by earthly friends forsaken, Still, more closely to Him cling!

Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!

Covet not this world's vain riches, That so rapidly decay, Seek to gain the heav'nly treasures, They will never pass away!

Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!

When your journey is completed, When the Valley you pass thru, Fair and bright the home in glory, Your enraptured soul will view!

Hold to God's unchanging hand! Hold to God's unchanging hand! Build your hopes on things eternal, Hold to God's unchanging hand!

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.

Are you aweary, 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.

I traveled down a lonely road And no one seemed to care, The burden on my weary back Had bowed me to despair, I oft complained to Jesus How folks were treating me, And then I heard Him say so tenderly, " My feet were also weary, Upon the Calv'ry road; The cross became so heavy, I fell beneath the load, Be faithful weary pilgrim The morning I can see, Just lift your cross and follow close to me.

"I work so hard for Jesus" I often boast and say, "I've sacrificed a lot of things to walk the narrow way, I gave up fame and fortune; I'm worth a lot to Thee," And then I hear Him gently say to me, "I left the throne of glory And counted it but loss, My hands were nailed in anger Upon a cruel cross, But now we'll make the journey With your hand safe in mine, So lift your cross and follow close to me.

Oh, Jesus if I die upon a foreign field some day,' Twould be no more than love demands No less could I repay, "No greater love hath mortal man Than for a friend to die" These are the words He gently spoke to me, "If just a cup of water I place within your hand Then just a cup of water Is all that I demand, But if by death to living They can thy glory see, I'll take my cross and follow close to thee.

Sometimes I feel like shouting, sometimes I'm blue, O Lord 'tis trouble and sorrow I am facing it's true; But Jesus saved me completely on my promise one day, To be a Christian forever, serve Him all of the way.

There'll be no Sorrows in heaven, no tear dimmed eyes, Partings from loved ones no wailing cries; Gathered with angels in one glad band, Longing for heaven and glory land.

Again, just like a stranger wand'ring alone, O Lord I'm finding less comfort where few people condone; I know that Jesus will lead me out from this lonesome vale, To be in heaven where shadows never, never impale.

There'll be no Sorrows in heaven, no tear dimmed eyes, Partings from loved ones no wailing cries; Gathered with angels in one glad band, Longing for heaven and glory land.

Some day I'll reach the ending mile of this road, O Lord I'm going where pilgrims never carry a load; On highways up there the worthy race of mankind is free, I'm longing waiting to hear the call of heaven to me.

There'll be no Sorrows in heaven, no tear dimmed eyes, Partings from loved ones no wailing cries; Gathered with angels in one glad band, Longing for heaven and glory land

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

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

While life's dark maze I tread, And grief around me spread, Be Thou my guide, Bid darkness turn today, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.

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

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

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

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

Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it! Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb: Redeemed thro' His infinite mercy, His child, and forever, I am.

Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

Redeemed and so happy in Jesus, No language my rapture can tell; I know that the light of His presence, With me doth continually dwell.

Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

I think of my blessed Redeemer, I think of Him all the day long; I sing, for I cannot be silent, His love is the theme of my song.

Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

I know I shall see in His beauty, The King in whose law I delight; Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps, And giveth me songs in the night.

Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

I know there's a crown that is waiting, In yonder bright mansion for me; And soon with the spirits made perfect, At home with the Lord I shall be.

Redeemed, Redeemed, Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; Redeemed, Redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.

There is a sacred name, a blessed hallow'd name, It is the wondrous name of Jesus; To those in deepest night it brings a golden light, That wonder-working name of Jesus.

Jesus- is the name we love the best, Jesus- brings the sweetest peace and rest. Jesus- multitudes today attest, They love that wonder-working name of Jesus.

The souls enslaved by sin may now their freedom win, Redemption full and free in Jesus; It is the saint's reward, by angel hosts adored, That lovely, honored name of Jesus.

Jesus- is the name we love the best, Jesus- brings the sweetest peace and rest. Jesus- multitudes today attest, They love that wonder-working name of Jesus.

O lift your voice and sing, unending praises bring Unto the dear, dear name of Jesus; Its wonders we may trace, so full of truth and grace, That wonder-working name of Jesus.

Jesus- is the name we love the best, Jesus- brings the sweetest peace and rest. Jesus- multitudes today attest, They love that wonder-working name of Jesus.

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

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

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, May I thy consolation share, Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, I view my home, and take my flight: This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize; And shout, while passing thro' the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!

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.

"Lift up your eyes," "Look on the fields," They white to harvest are; And God is calling volunteers, To serve Him near and far.

Lord, lay some soul upon my heart, And love that soul thru me; And may I nobly do my part To win that soul for Thee.

And you, dear Christian God now calls, To labor for the lost, Will you your life, your gifts, your all, Give Him at any cost?

Lord, lay some soul upon my heart, And love that soul thru me; And may I nobly do my part To win that soul for Thee.

I will be true, my Lord to serve, Who died to set me free; I'll consecrate my life to Him, And ever faithful be.

Lord, lay some soul upon my heart, And love that soul thru me; And may I nobly do my part To win that soul for Thee.

Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last!

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

Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.

Living below in this old sinful world, Hardly a comfort can afford; Striving alone to face temptations 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 help 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 help 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 help me in the end, Where could I go but to the Lord?

In the lands beyond the sea Countless million children be Who have never heard the gospel story told: Little ones for whom the Christ Died and bo't them with a price, Waiting to be gathered in the Savior's fold.

Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.

Ev'ry-where we hear their cry, "Come and save us or we die:" Who will haste to these the blessed news to tell? They are precious to the King; Let us go these lambs to bring To the gracious arms of Him we love so well.

Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.

From the east and from the west See them thronging to be blest, Precious jewels to adorn His diadem. If we thus obey the Lord We shall reap a sure reward When he comes again to gather us and them.

Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.

Joy to the world! the Lord is come; Let earth receive her King; Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room, And heav'n and nature sing, And heav'n and nature sing, And heav'n, and heav'n and nature sing.

Joy to the world! the Savior reigns; Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found, Far as the curse is found, Far as, far as the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love, And wonders of His love, And wonders, and wonders of His love.

O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him born the King of angels;

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. AMEN.

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation, O sing all ye bright hosts of heav'n above; Glory to God, all glory in the highest;

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. AMEN.

Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning, Jesus, to Thee be all glory giv'n; Word of the father, now in flesh appearing;

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. AMEN.

Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King; Peace on earth and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With angelic hosts proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem."

!Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King." Amen.

Christ, by highest heav'n adored, Christ the everlasting Lord: Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail th'incarnate Deity! Pleased as man with men to appear, Jesus our Immanuel here.

Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King." Amen.

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace, Hail the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Ris'n with healing in His wings: Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth.

Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King." Amen.

Come, Desire of nations, come! Fix in us thy humble home: Rise, the woman's conqu'ring seed, Bruise in us the serpent's head; Adam's likeness now efface, Stamp thine image in its place: Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in Thy love.

Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King." Amen.

Silent Night! Holy Night! All is dark, save the light Yonder, where they sweet vigils keep, O'er the Babe who in silent sleep Rests in heavenly peace, Rests in heavenly peace.

Silent night! Peaceful night! Darkness flies, all is light; Shepherd's hear the angels sing, "Alleluia! hail the King! Christ the Saviour is born, Jesus the Saviour is born."

Silent night! Holy night! Guiding Star, lend thy light! See the Eastern wise men bring Gifts and homage to our King! Christ the Saviour is born, Jesus the Saviour is born!

Silent night! Holiest night! Wondrous Star, lend thy light! With the angels let us sing Alleluia to our King! Christ the Saviour is born, Jesus the Saviour is born!

O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by: Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight.c

For Christ is born of Mary; And gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wond'ring love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth; And praises sing to God the KIng, and peace to men on earth.

How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is giv'n! So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of His heav'n. No ear may hear His coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him still, The dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem, Descend on us, we pray; Cast out our sin and enter in, Be born in us today. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell; O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel. A-men.

It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold; "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, From heaven's all gracious King:" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing.

Still thro' the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled, And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world: Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.

And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing: O rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing.

For lo, the days are hastening on, By prophet bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years Comes round the age of gold; When peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendors fling, And the whole world give back the song Which now the angels sing.

The first Noel the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay keeping their sheep, On a cold winters night that was so deep.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel.

And by the light of that same Star, Three wise men came from country far; To seek for a King was their intent, And to follow the Star wherever it went.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel.

This star drew nigh to the northwest, O'er Bethlehem it took its rest, And there it did both stop and stay, Right over the place where Jesus lay.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel.

Then entered in, those wise men three, Full rev'rently upon their knee, And offered there in His presence, their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel.

Away in a manger, No crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head; the stars in the sky Looked down where He lay, the little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing, The Baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes; I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky, And stay by my cradle, Till morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay Close by me forever, and love me, I pray; Bless all the dear children In thy tender care, And take us to heaven To live with Thee there.

Why do you wait, dear brother? Oh, 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 is now striving within? Oh, why not accept His salvation, And throw off your 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?

I have a Savior, He's pleading in glory, A dear loving Savior tho' earth friends be few; And now He is watching in tenderness o'er me, And O that my Savior were your Savior too!

For you I am praying, For you I am praying, For you I am praying, I'm praying for you.

I have a Father; to me He has given A hope for eternity, blessed and true; And soon will He call me to meet Him in heaven, But O that He'd let me bring you with me too!

For you I am praying, For you I am praying, For you I am praying, I'm praying for you.

I have a robe: 'tis resplendent in whiteness, Awaiting in glory my wondering view; O when I receive it all shining in brightness, Dear friends, could I see you receiving one too!

For you I am praying, For you I am praying, For you I am praying, I'm praying for you.

I have a peace: it is calm as a river--- A peace that the friends of this world never knew; My Savior alone is its Author and Giver And O could I know it was given to you!

For you I am praying, For you I am praying, For you I am praying, I'm praying for you.

When Jesus finds you, tell others the story, That my loving Savior is your Savior too; Then pray that your Savior may bring them to glory, And prayer will be answered, 'twas answered for you!

For you I am praying, For you I am praying, For you I am praying, I'm praying for you.

Jesus is tenderly calling thee home--- Calling today, calling today; Why from the sunshine of love wilt thou roam Farther and farther away?

Calling today, Calling today, Jesus is calling, Is tenderly calling today.

Jesus is calling the weary to rest--- Calling today, calling today; Bring Him thy burden and thou shalt be blest; He will not turn thee away.

Calling today, Calling today, Jesus is calling, Is tenderly calling today.

Jesus is waiting; O come to Him now--- Waiting today, waiting today; Come with thy sins; at His feet lowly bow; Come and no longer delay.

Calling today, Calling today, Jesus is calling, Is tenderly calling today.

Jesus is pleading; O list to His voice: Hear Him today, hear Him today; They who believe on His name shall rejoice; Quickly arise and away.

Calling today, Calling today, Jesus is calling, Is tenderly calling today.

Out of my 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 failure 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.

Have thy affections been nailed to the cross? Is thy heart right with God? Countest thou all things for Jesus but loss? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood, Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Hast thou dominion o'er self and o'er sin? Is thy heart right with God? Over all evil without and within? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood, Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Is there no more condemnation for sin? Is thy heart right with God? Does Jesus rule in the temple within? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood, Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Are all thy pow'rs under Jesus' control? Is thy heart right with God? Does He each moment abide in thy soul? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood, Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

Art thou now walking in heaven's pure light? Is thy heart right with God? Is thy soul wearing the garment of white? Is thy heart right with God?

Is thy heart right with God, Washed in the crimson flood, Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly, Right in the sight of God?

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

Just as I am, and waiting not,To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee whose blood cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God I come! I come!

Just as I am, tho' tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea all I need in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

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

All to Jesus I surrender, All to Him I freely give; I will ever love and trust Him, In His service daily live.

I surrender all, I surrender all, All to thee my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender, Humbly at His feet I bow; Worldly pleasure all forsaken, Take me, Jesus, take me now.

I surrender all, I surrender all, All to thee my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender, Make me Savior, wholly Thine; Let me feel The Holy Spirit, Truly know that Thou art mine.

I surrender all, I surrender all, All to thee my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender, Lord, I give myself to Thee; Fill me with thy love and power, Let thy blessing fall on me.

I surrender all, I surrender all, All to thee my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender, Now I feel the sacred flame; O the joy of full salvation, Glory, glory to His name.

I surrender all, I surrender all, All to thee my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

"Almost persuaded," now to believe; "Almost Persuaded," Christ to receive; Seems now some soul to say, "Go, Spirit, go Thy way. Some more convenient day On Thee I'll call."

"Almost persuaded," come, come today; "Almost persuaded," turn not away; Jesus invites you here, Angels are ling'ring near, Prayers rise from hearts so dear, O wand'rer, come.

"Almost persuaded," harvest is past! "Almost persuaded," doom comes at last! "Almost cannot" avail; "Almost" is but to fail! Sad, sad, that bitter wail, "Almost," but lost!

I hear thy welcome voice, That calls me, Lord, to thee For cleansing in Thy precious blood That flowed on Calvary.

I am coming, Lord! Coming now to Thee! Wash me, cleanse me in the blood That flowed on Calvary!

Tho' coming weak and vile, thou dost my strength assure; Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, Till spotless all and pure.

I am coming, Lord! Coming now to Thee! Wash me, cleanse me in the blood That flowed on Calvary!

'Tis Jesus calls me on To perfect faith and love, To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, For earth and heav'n above.

I am coming, Lord! Coming now to Thee! Wash me, cleanse me in the blood That flowed on Calvary!

There's a great day coming, a great day coming, There's a great day coming by and by, When the saints and the sinners shall be parted right and left; Are you ready for that day to come?

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day?

There's a bright day coming, A bright day coming, There's a bright day coming by and by, But its brightness shall only come to them that love the Lord; Are you ready for that day to come?

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day?

There's a sad day coming, A sad day coming, There's a sad day coming by and by, When the sinner shall hear his doom, "Depart I know ye not;" Are you ready for that day to come?

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day?

My Jesus,, I love thee, I know Thou art mine, For Thee all the follies of sin I resign; My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

I love Thee, because Thou hast first loved me, And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree; I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow; If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

I'll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death, And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath; And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow, If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight, I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright; I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

Is there a heart that is waiting, Longing for pardon today? Hear the glad message we bring you, Jesus is passing this way.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today; Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

Coming in love and in mercy, Quickly now unto Him go; Open your heart to receive Him, Pardon and peace He'll bestow.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today; Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

Listen, the Spirit is calling, Jesus will freely forgive, Why not this moment accept Him? Trust in god's mercy and live.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today; Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

He is so tender and loving, He is so near you today; Open your heart to receive Him, While He is passing this way.

Jesus is passing this way, This way today; Jesus is passing this way, Is passing this way today.

If you are tired of the load of your sin, Let Jesus come into your heart; If you desire a new life to begin, Let Jesus come into your heart.

Just now, your doubtings give o'er; Just now, reject Him no more; Just now, throw open the door; Let Jesus come into your heart.

If 'tis for purity now that you sigh, Let Jesus come into your heart; Fountains for cleansing are flowing near by, let Jesus come into your heart.

Just now, your doubtings give o'er; Just now, reject Him no more; Just now, throw open the door; Let Jesus come into your heart.

If there's a tempest your voice cannot still, Let Jesus come into your heart; If there's a void this world never can fill, Let Jesus come into your heart.

Just now, your doubtings give o'er; Just now, reject Him no more; Just now, throw open the door; Let Jesus come into your heart.

If you would join the glad songs of the blest, Let Jesus come into your heart; If you would enter the mansions of rest, Let Jesus come into your heart.

Just now, your doubtings give o'er; Just now, reject Him no more; Just now, throw open the door; Let Jesus come into your heart.

I've wandered far away from God, Now I'm coming home; The paths of sin too long I've trod, Lord, I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam. Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

I've wasted many precious years, Now I'm coming home; I now repent with bitter tears. Lord, I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam. Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

I've tired of sin and straying, Lord, Now I'm coming home; I'll trust thy love, believe thy word. Lord, I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam. Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

My soul is sick, my heart is sore, Now I'm coming home; My strength renew, my hope restore. Lord I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam. Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

I am now on the altar, I am now on the altar, I am now on the altar Which was made for me.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

I will never doubt my savior, I will never doubt my Savior, I will never doubt my Savior, For He cleanses me.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

I will rest on His promise, I will rest on His promise, I will rest on His promise Which is giv'n to me.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

I will shout Hallelujah! I will shout Hallelujah! I will shout Hallelujah! For He sets me free.

Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, Jesus breaks ev'ry fetter, And He sets me free.

Come, ev'ry 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.

Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you and for me; See, on the portals He's waiting and watching, Watching for you and for me.

Come home, come home, Ye who are weary, come home; Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, Calling, O sinner, come home!

Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading, Pleading for you and for me? Why should we linger and heed not His mercies, Mercies for you and for me?

Come home, come home, Ye who are weary, come home; Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, Calling, O sinner, come home!

Time is now fleeting, the moments are passing, Passing from you and from me; Shadows are gathering, death-beds are coming, Coming for you and for me.

Come home, come home, Ye who are weary, come home; Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, Calling, O sinner, come home!

Oh! for the wonderful love He has promised, Promised for you and for me; Tho' we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon, Pardon for you and for me.

Come home, come home, Ye who are weary, come home; Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, Calling, O sinner, come home!

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 blest 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 blest 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 fully 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 blest 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 blest and have peace and sweet rest, As you yield Him your body and soul.

Christ the Lord is ris'n today, Alleluia! Sons of men and angels say; Alleluia! Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia! Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply, Alleluia!

Lives again our glorious King: Alleluia! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia! Dying once, He all doth save: Alleluia! Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!

Love's redeeming work is done, Alleluia! Fought the fight, the battle won; Alleluia! Death in vain forbids Him rise; Alleluia! Christ has opened Paradise. Alleluia!

Soar we now, where Christ has led, Alleluia! Foll'wing our exalted Head; Alleluia! Made like Him, like Him we rise; Alleluia! Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!

Death has no terrors for the blood-bought one, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb! The boasted vict'ry of the grave is gone, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

Jesus rose from the dead, Rose triumphant as He said, Snatched the vict'ry from the grave, Rose again our souls to save---O glory hallelujah to the Lamb! !

Our souls die daily to the world and sin, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb! By the Spirit's power as He dwells within, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

Jesus rose from the dead, Rose triumphant as He said, Snatched the vict'ry from the grave, Rose again our souls to save---O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

We seek a city far beyond this vale, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb! Where joys celestial never, never fail, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

Jesus rose from the dead, Rose triumphant as He said, Snatched the vict'ry from the grave, Rose again our souls to save---O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

We'll then press forward to the heav'nly land, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb! Nor mind the troubles met on ev'ry hand, O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

Jesus rose from the dead, Rose triumphant as He said, Snatched the vict'ry from the grave, Rose again our souls to save---O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

We'll rise some day just as our Savior rose. O glory hallelujah to the Lamb! Till then shall death be but a calm repose. O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

Jesus rose from the dead, Rose triumphant as He said, Snatched the vict'ry from the grave, Rose again our souls to save---O glory hallelujah to the Lamb!

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!

O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for pilgrim feet, Whose stern impassioned stress A thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the wilderness! America! America! God mend thine ev'ry flaw, Confirm thy soul in self control, Thy liberty in law!

O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife, Who more than self their country loved, And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine Till all success be nobleness And ev'ry gain divine!

O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam, Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!

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

Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning. they shall shine in their beauty, His loved and His own.

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

Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning. they shall shine in their beauty, His loved and His own.

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

Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning. they shall shine in their beauty, His loved and His own.

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.