Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Henry Alford was a minister’s son, and the fifth consecutive generation of ministers. After graduating from Trinity College, Cambridge, he entered the Anglican ministry and rose quickly from one position to another until he became the Dean of Canterbury. He was well known as a Greek scholar who spent twenty years writing his four-volume edition of the Greek Testament. He was musically gifted as well and wrote several books of hymns. A devout man, it is said that at the end of every day and every meal, he would stand and thank God for his love care and gifts1.

Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin.
God our Maker doth provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come to God’s own temple, come,
Raise the song of harvest home.

All the world is God’s own field,
Fruit as praise to God we yield;
Wheat and tares together sown
Are to joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take the harvest home;
From the field shall in that day
All offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store
In the garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come,
Bring thy final harvest home;
Gather thou thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified,
In thy presence to abide;
Come, with all thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest home.

1page 210 – Leeman, D. and Leeman, B., 2022. Our Hymns, Our Heritage: A Student Guide to Songs of the Church

The King In All His Beauty

We’re starting off the week with this song of adoration, written and performed by Matt Papa and Matt Boswell. This song is filled with so many wonderful references to John’s vision in Revelation of angels and people praising Jesus, as well as explicit gospel theology. Enjoy this one to have your eyes set on Christ for the rest of the week!


O lift your eyes to heaven, see
The Holy One eternal
Behold the Lord of majesty
Exalted in His temple.
As symphonies of angels praise
Now strain to sound His glory.
Come worship, fall before His grace
The King in all His beauty.

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How worthy, how worthy, how worthy
The King in all His beauty/

Now see the King who wears a crown
One made of shame and splinters.
The sacrifice for ruined man
The substitute for sinners.
As earth is stained with royal blood
And quakes with love and fury.
He breathes His last and bows His head
The King in all His beauty.

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Now see the Saviour lifted up
The Lamb who reigns in splendour
The hope of every tribe and tongue
His kingdom is forever!
Bring praise and honour to His courts
Bring wisdom, power, blessing
For endless ages we’ll adore
The King in all His beauty

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Christ Receiveth Sinful Men

This song was written by Erdmann Neumeister, pastor of a Lutheran Church in Hamburg, Germany, in 1718. He wrote about 650 hymns, but wrote this hymn to be sung at the end of a sermon on Luke 15:2. That verse tells about the Pharisees and scribes grumbling, “This man (meaning Jesus) receives sinners and eats with them.” About 150 years later, Emma Bevan, a British woman who was the wife of a prominent banker and was fluent in German, translated this old hymn into English. Though this hymn has gone through a few changes since it was first written about 300 years ago, the message has remained the same1. Jesus still receives sinful men; what a glorious hymn to meditate on this Lord’s Day!

Sinners Jesus will receive;
Sound this word of grace to all
All who languish dead in sin,
All who linger, all who fall.

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Sing it o’er and over again;
Christ receiveth sinful men;
Make the message clear and plain:
Christ receiveth sinful men.

Come, and He will give you rest;
Trust Him, for His Word is plain;
He will take the sinfulest;
Christ receiveth sinful men.

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Now my heart condemns me not,
Pure before the law I stand;
He who cleansed me from all spot,
Satisfied its last demand.

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Christ receiveth sinful men,
Even me with all my sin;
Purged from every spot and stain,
Heaven with Him I enter in.

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1thescottspot.wordpress.com/2016/01/13/christ-receiveth-sinful-men-written-in-1718/

When I Survey Life’s Varied Scene

Anne Steele was born at Broughton, Hampshire in 1717. Her father was a timber merchant, and at the same time officiated as the lay pastor of the Baptist Society at Broughton. Her mother died when she was 3. At the age of 19 she became an invalid after injuring her hip. At the age of 21 she was engaged to be married, but her fiancé drowned the day of the wedding. This hymn was written after the death of her beloved. Caleb Evans, in his preface to Steele’s posthumous Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose (1780), noted that she had been bed ridden for “some years” before her death: “When the interesting hour came, she welcomed its arrival, and though her feeble body was excruciated with pain, her mind was perfectly serene. . . . She took the most affectionate leave of her weeping friends around her, and at length, the happy moment of her dismission arising, she closed her eyes, and with these animating words on her dying lips, “I know that my Redeemer liveth,” gently fell asleep in Jesus.”1


When I survey life’s varied scene,
Amid the darkest hours,
Sweet rays of comfort shine between,
And thorns are mix’d with flowers.
Lord, teach me to adore Thy hand,
From whence my comforts flow;
And let me in this desert land
A glimpse of Canaan know.

Is health and ease my happy share?
O may I bless my God;
Thy kindness let my songs declare,
And spread Thy praise abroad.
While such delightful gifts as these,
Are kindly dealt to me,
Be all my hours of health and ease
Devoted, Lord, to Thee.

When present suff’rings pain my heart,
Or future terrors rise,
And light and hope almost depart
From these dejected eyes,
Thy pow’rful word supports my hope,
Sweet cordial of the mind!
And bears my fainting spirit up,
And bids me wait resign’d.

And oh, whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sov’reign hand denies,
Accepted at Thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise:
“Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From ev’ry murmur free;
The blessings of Thy grace impart,
And let me live to Thee.”

O May the hope that Thou art mine,
My path of life attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And bless its happy end.
‘Til then, whate’er my days shall bring
On Thee my trust is stayed.
Thy Love shall tune my heart to sing
And draw eternal praise.

1gccsatx.com/hymns/when-i-survey-lifes-varied-scene/

O God, Thou Art My God Alone

This hymn is based on Psalm 63 and was written by James Montgomery, who lived 1771-1854. The song below was written by Gregory Wilbur, who is the Chief Musician at Cornerstone Presbyterian Church. Enjoy!

O God, thou art my God alone;
Early to thee my soul shall cry,
A pilgrim in a land unknown,
A thirsty land whose springs are dry.

Yet through this rough and thorny maze
I follow hard on thee, my God;
Thy hand unseen upholds my ways;
I safely tread where thou hast trod.

Thee in the watches of the night
When I remember on my bed,
Thy presence makes the darkness light;
Thy guardian wings are round my head.

Better than life itself, thy love,
Dearer than all beside to me,
For whom have I in heaven above,
Or what on earth, compared with thee?

Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice,
For all thy mercy I will give;
My soul shall still in God rejoice;
My tongue shall bless thee while I live.

Christ the Lord is Risen Today

This is one of the most popular and widely used of Charles Wesley’s hymns is an arrangement of the Easter hymn tune ‘Lyra Davidica’. It appeared in the Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739, in 11 stanzas of 4 lines, with the heading “Hymn for Easter.” The “alleluia” responses, reflecting ancient Jewish and Christian practice, were added by later editors to fit the tune. The text contains some of the most familiar Easter themes: all creatures rejoice in Christ’s resurrection (st. 1); the work of redemption is complete (st. 2); death is vanquished (st. 3); we have new life in Christ now (st. 4); we praise the victorious Christ (st. 5)1. Our church always usually sing this around Easter time; enjoy!

Christ the Lord is risen today, Alleluia!
Earth and heaven in chorus say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply, 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!

Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!
Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Once he died our souls to save, Alleluia!
Where’s thy victory, boasting grave? Alleluia!

Soar we now where Christ has led, Alleluia!
Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
Made like him, like him we rise, Alleluia!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven, Alleluia!
Praise to thee by both be given, Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia!
Hail the Resurrection, thou, Alleluia!

King of glory, soul of bliss, Alleluia!
Everlasting life is this, Alleluia!
Thee to know, thy power to prove, Alleluia!
Thus to sing, and thus to love, Alleluia!

1hymnary.org/text/christ_the_lord_is_risen_today_wesley

My Saviour Left His Throne Above

This modern hymn was written by Julie Anne Vargas and Zac Hicks in 2015, and beautifully tells of all our Saviour Jesus Christ did for us, and what that means for us. What a gracious gift of this great salvation we have! Enjoy this acoustic version 🙂

My Saviour left His throne above
Exchanged His wealth for poverty
He took my hate and gave His love
All this and more He did for me

Because He chose the lowly way
And bowed before His Father’s will
I can with all assurance say
My God is near and loves me still
My God is near and loves me still

He felt the storms of human pain
He felt temptation’s whelming seas
He felt the tears of sorrow’s rain
All this and more He felt for me

Because He knows my every strife
And is acquainted with my grief
I can’t be shaken in this life
The Friend of Sinners walks with me
The Friend of Sinners walks with me

He kept His Father’s every word
The Law He followed perfectly
So all God’s pleasure He secured
All this and more He earned for me

Because His righteous life is mine
And all His merits now I own
I am a child of God on high
I am adopted, loved, and known
I am adopted, loved, and known

When Jesus left His heavenly home
His face was set on Calvary
The steepest hill He climbed alone
All this and more He did for me

Because He died once for all time
And bore the curse of death and hell
Final forgiveness here is mine
So it is finished, all is well
Yes, it is finished, all is well

Let Us Love and Sing and Wonder

This hymn is written by another prolific hymn writer, John Newton. I love the call to worship and sing to the Lord. This hymn is full of the gospel and would be a great song to meditate on today. Below is the traditional tune labelled “ALL SAINTS OLD”. as well as modern retune by Indelible Grace… Enjoy!

Let us love, and sing, and wonder,
Let us praise the Saviour’s name!
He has hushed the law’s loud thunder,
He has quenched Mount Sinai’s flame.

Let us love the Lord, who bought us,
Pitied us when enemies;
Called us by his grace, and taught us,
Gave us ears, and gave us eyes.

Let us sing, though fierce temptations
Threaten hard to bear us down!
For the Lord, our strong salvation,
Holds in view the conqueror’s crown,

Let us wonder, grace and justice
Join and point to mercy’s store;
When we trust in Christ our fortress,
Justice smiles, and asks no more.

Let us praise and join the chorus
Of the saints enthroned on high;
Here they trusted him before us,
Now their praises fill the sky.

Help Me, My God, To Speak

Another hymn by renowned Scottish churchman Horatius Bonar, this one falls under the category of repentance and confession. A prayer for God to help us speak as we ought, confess as we ought, and pray as we ought, this is a good hymn to start the week with, ensuring we are bringing all our sins and needs to the Lord. Enjoy!

Help me, my God, to speak
True words to thee each day;
Real let my voice be when I praise,
And trustful when I pray.

Thy words are true to me;
Let mine to thee be true,
The speech of my whole heart and soul,
However low and few.

True words of grief for sin,
Of longing to be free,
Of groaning for deliverance,
And likeness, Lord, to thee.

True words of faith and hope,
Of godly joy and grief.
Lord, I believe, oh hear my cry;
Help thou mine unbelief!

All Hail the King of Heaven

Enjoy and meditate on this song by Matt Boswell and Matt Papa on this Lord’s Day as you worship together with your church.

All hail the king of heaven, Christ the Lord of all
Whom thund’ring angels circle ‘round, ablaze with all
Let now the Hallelujah of Earth in glad refrain
Ascend the throne, to him belongs immortal praise

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All hail the king of heaven
Creation join together
Let endless praises crown his name
All hail the king of heaven

All hail the great redeemer, who so humbly came
The Lamb of our salvation, O for sinners slain
Now let the loud hosanna resound from shore to shore
You nations say, “His kingdom reigns forever more!”

Refrain

Let praise of nNations rise now as a symphony
to sound the endless wonders of his Majesty
Let every heart adore him, the great and small the same
Through generations ever let his anthem ring

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