All the Way My Saviour Leads Me

Today’s hymn was written in 1875 by Fanny Crosby. In her autobiography, Crosby wrote that this was her first hymn to be set to music by Baptist Minister Robert Lowry. A frequently told story about this hymn is that it came to Fanny as a result of a prayer. Struggling financially, she desperately needed some money. As her usual custom, Fanny began to pray. A few minutes later, a gentleman offered her five dollars, the exact amount she needed. Later recalling the incident, she said, “I have no way of accounting for this except to believe that God put it into the heart of this good man to bring the money.” The poem she wrote afterward became “All The Way My Saviour Leads Me” 1. Enjoy!

All the way my Saviour leads me–
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy,
Who through life has been my guide?
Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort,
Here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well;
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.

All the way my Saviour leads me–
Cheers each winding path I tread,
Gives me grace for ev’ry trial,
Feeds me with the living bread.
Though my weary steps may falter
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the rock before me,
Lo! a spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see.

All the way my Saviour leads me–
Oh, the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father’s house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day,
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way.

1/en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_the_Way_My_Savior_Leads_Me

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Come, Sinners, To The Gospel Feast

Today’s hymn comes from Charles Wesley. It first appeared in 24 stanzas in Hymns for Those That Seek and Those That Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ (1747). Nine stanzas were later chosen for the Wesleys’ famous Collection of Hymns for the People Called Methodists (1780). This hymn tells of the call to all of mankind to repent and believe the gospel. Enjoy reading this one.

Come, sinners, to the gospel feast,
Let every soul be Jesus’ guest;
Ye need not one be left behind,
For God hath bidden all mankind.

Sent by my Lord, on you I call;
The invitation is to all:
Come, all the world; come, sinner, thou!
All things in Christ are ready now.

Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed,
Ye restless wanderers after rest,
Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind,
In Christ a hearty welcome find.

His love is mighty to compel;
His conquering love consent to feel,
Yield to His love’s resistless power,
And fight against your God no more.

This is the time; no more delay!
This is the Lord’s accepted day;
Come in, this moment, at His call,
And live for Him who died for all

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My God, How Wonderful Thou Art

Today’s hymn is by Frederick W. Faber (1814-1863). Raised in the Church of England, Faber came from a Huguenot and strict Calvinistic family background. He was educated at Balliol College, Oxford, and ordained in the Church of England in 1839 but later left to be a Roman Catholic in 1845. Because he believed that Roman Catholics should sing hymns like those written by John Newton, Charles Wesley, and William Cowper, Faber wrote 150 hymns himself. He published his hymns in various volumes and finally collected all of them in Hymns (1862). Enjoy this one!

My God, how wonderful Thou art,
Thy majesty how bright,
How beautiful Thy mercy seat,
in depths of burning light!

How dread are Thine eternal years,
O everlasting LORD;
by prostrate spirits, day and night,
incessantly adored.

How wonderful, how beautiful,
the sight of Thee must be,
Thine endless wisdom, boundless pow’r,
and awful purity.

O how I fear Thee, Living God,
with deepest, tend’rest fears,
and worship Thee with trembling hope,
and penitential tears.

Yet I may love Thee too, O LORD,
Almighty as Thou art;
for Thou hast stooped to ask of me
the love of my poor heart.

No earthly father loves like Thee,
no mother e’er so mild,
bears and forbears, as Thou hast done
with me, Thy sinful child.

Father of Jesus, love’s reward,
what rapture will it be,
prostrate before Thy throne to lie,
and ever gaze on Thee!

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The Sands of Time are Sinking

“Immanuel’s Land” or “The Sands of Time Are Sinking,” was written by Anne Ross Cousin from Roxburghshire in Scotland and was first published in 1857 in The Christian Treasury. Mrs. Cousin was the wife of a pastor in the Free Church of Scotland. Her hymn is based on a collection of letters written by Samuel Rutherford (1600–1661), a Scottish pastor who was also from Roxburghshire and represented Scotland in the Westminster Assembly, helping to write the Westminster Confession of Faith. By 1630 the Church of Scotland had begun to decline in doctrine and was seeking to impose many Anglican traditions on the Reformed churches. Twice Rutherford was charged with treason due to his non-conformity to the Church of England. The second time was in 1660 with the death of Oliver Cromwell, the end of the Commonwealth, and the restoration of Charles II as king, and Rutherford was on his deathbed. It is recorded that his dying words were “Glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s Land.” It was this quote that stirred the heart of Anne Ross Cousin almost two hundred years later to set the words of Rutherford into a hymn1. Enjoy!

The sands of time are sinking;
the dawn of heaven breaks;
the summer morn I’ve sighed for,
the fair sweet morn awakes;
dark, dark has been the midnight,
but dayspring is at hand,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel’s land.

The King there in His beauty
without a veil is seen;
it were a well-spent journey,
though trials lay between:
the Lamb with His fair army
on Zion’s mountain stands,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel’s land.

O Christ, He is the fountain,
the deep, sweet well of love!
The streams on earth I’ve tasted;
more deep I’ll drink above:
there to an ocean fullness
His mercy doth expand,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel’s land.

The bride eyes not her garment,
but her dear bridegroom’s face;
I will not gaze at glory,
but on my King of grace;
not at the crown He giveth,
but on His piercéd hands;
the Lamb is all the glory
of Emmanuel’s land.

1founders.org/articles/the-sands-of-time-are-sinking/

Psalm 96

As mentioned not too long ago, I appreciate people who try to add melodies to Psalms so we can sing the divinely inspired songs given to us in the Lord’s Word. Enjoy this one from Sons of Korah, an Australian group who are committed to giving a fresh voice to biblical Psalms.

Sing a new song sing, and praise to the LORD
Sing a new song

Praise Him all the earth sing a new song
Proclaim that He saves
Declare His glory to the world
And His marvellous ways

For great is the LORD worthy of praise
And to be feared over all other gods
The LORD made the heavens sing a new song
Splendour and majesty are before Him always
And strength and glory in His house
In His most holy place

Ascribe to the LORD (O families of earth)
Ascribe to the LORD (glory and strength)
Ascribe to the LORD (the glory due to His name)
And bring an offering into His courts
Worship the LORD in His holiness
Tremble before Him, all the earth

Say He reigns, tell the earth the LORD reigns
The world is set, it can never be moved
The LORD will judge with equity

Worship the LORD thou and tremble in awe now
Worship the LORD in the splendour
Of all of His holy reign
Let the nations all say The
LORD reigns He is great
And most worthy of praise

Worship the LORD bow and tremble in awe now
Worship the LORD in the splendour
Of all of His holy reign
Let the nations all say The
LORD reigns He is great
And most worthy of praise

Let the heavens rejoice
And let the earth be glad
Let the sea resound, and all that’s in them
Let the fields rejoice
The trees sing for joy
To the LORD they sing
He comes to judge the earth
And in righteousness and truth
He comes, He comes, He comes to us
He comes, He comes, He’s coming to us
(Sing a new song)

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Thou Lovely Source of True Delight

Today’s hymn is by Anne Steele. Born in 1716, she was the daughter of Mr. Wm. Steele, a timber merchant, and pastor, without salary, of the Baptist Church at Broughton, in Hampshire USA. At an early age she showed a taste for literature, but it was not until 1760 that she start to publish her work. In that year two volumes appeared under the title of Poems on Subjects chiefly Devotional under a pseudonym, as well as contributing to other collections. Among Baptist hymnwriters Miss Steele stands at the head, if we regard either the number of her hymns which have found a place in the hymnals of the last 120 years, or the frequency with which they have been sung1. Enjoy this one!

Thou lovely Source of true delight,
Whom I unseen adore!
Unvail thy beauties to my sight,
That I may love thee more.

Thy glory o’er creation shines;
But in thy sacred word,
I read, in fairer, brighter lines,
My bleeding, dying Lord.

‘Tis here, whene’er my comforts droop,
And sin and sorrow rise,
Thy love, with cheering beams of hope,
My fainting heart supplies.
But ah! too soon the pleasing scene
Is clouded o’er with pain;
My gloomy fears rise dark between,
And I again complain.

Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light!
Oh, come with blissful ray;
Break radiant through the shades of night,
And chase my fears away.

Then shall my soul with rapture trace
The wonders of thy love:
But the full glories of thy face
Are only known above.

1hymnary.org/person/Steele_A

Mourning Into Dancing (Psalm 30)

I appreciate anyone who takes seriously the command to sing “Psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs” and take the book of Psalms and turn them into songs. I really enjoy this one by The Psalms Project. Enjoy!

I will extol You, O Lord
For You have lifted me
You haven’t let my enemies rejoice over me

O Lord my God, I cried to You, You healed me
You raised my life up from the grave
You have preserved my life
So I would not go down to the pit

All you saints, sing praises to the Lord
And to His holy name, give thanks
For His anger is only for a moment
His favor lasts a lifetime
Weeping may endure for the night
But joy comes with the morning light

When I was prospering,
I said, “I won’t be moved”
By Your steadfast love,
You made my mountain stand strong
When You hid Your face, I was dismayed
I cried out to You,
And to the Lord I plead for mercy
“What profit is there in my death,
If I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise You?
Will it declare Your truth?
Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me
O Lord, be my helper”
Then You answered

You have turned my mourning into dancing
You took off my mourning clothes
And you clothed me with joy
So my glory may sing praise to You
And not be silent
Lord my God, I’ll thank you forever

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God, Our Father, We Adore Thee

George W. Frazer, author of the first, second, and fourth stanzas published a total of sixteen hymns in his lifetime. Born in Ireland in 1840 as the son of a police investigator, Frazer later began working in the banking industry. At about age twenty, he was urged by his brother to hear the evangelist Grattan Guinnes in Dublin. Because of the crowds attending the meeting, Frazer and his brother were unable to enter the hall so they climbed the building to perch in an open window where they heard the message of the gospel. As a result of this evangelistic meeting and his subsequent conversion, Frazer eventually left his employment at the bank to commit his full attention to evangelism. A third stanza focusing on the work of the Holy Spirit appeared later and was written by Alfred S. Loizeaux (1877–1962)1. Enjoy this Trinitarian hymn!

God, our Father, we adore Thee!
We, Thy children, bless Thy name!
Chosen in the Christ before Thee,
we are “holy, without blame.”
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Abba’s praises we proclaim!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Abba’s praises we proclaim!

Son Eternal, we adore Thee!
Lamb upon the throne on high!
Lamb of God, we bow before Thee,
Thou hast brought Thy people nigh!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Son of God, who came to die!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Son of God, who came to die!

Holy Spirit, we adore Thee!
Paraclete and heavenly guest!
Sent from God and from the Savior,
Thou hast led us into rest.
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
by Thy grace forever blest.
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
by Thy grace forever blest.

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
Three in One! we give Thee praise!
For the riches we inherit,
heart and voice to Thee we raise!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Thee we bless through endless days!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Thee we bless through endless days!

1medium.com/congregational-song/hymn-reflection-god-our-father-we-adore-thee-c5f6fdc12585

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Voices

Today’s song is called Voices from 20schemes. The writer of the song explains the intention of the song is “to try and embed a few of the key principles that we learn from the book of Proverbs. While reading through Proverbs around a table, with a mix of mature believers, unbelievers, and new believers who had just recently come to faith but had no background knowledge whatsoever of the Bible, one of the things I was aware of was how this book could easily be misread or misunderstood. Without a thorough grounding of the free work of grace, the gospel, what Jesus accomplished on the cross and in His resurrection, Proverbs could easily be made into a kind of spiritual self-help book. In short, an unbeliever can easily take some vague ‘good advice’ from the book of Proverbs.1” I hope you enjoy this one!

All authority above
And on earth belong to Him
Fount of wisdom, truth and love;
Christ, our refuge from our sin

As we walk this narrow way
Speak O Lord with clarity
We are prone to go astray
Give us hearts that cling to Thee

Give us wisdom, understanding
Give us hearts of reverent fear
In our weakness walk beside
In Your mercy draw us near

When the voice of folly speaks
With her charm and vanity
Though seductive her deceit
Give us hearts that run to Thee

When the voice of wisdom speaks
In her calm and purity
Welcome simple hearts that seek
Life eternal found in Thee

Give us wisdom, understanding,
Make the danger clear to see
Mute the voices of this world
Guide our wandering hearts to Thee

When the tempters voice is strong
Raise our eyes to Calvary
Now the chains that bound are gone
Hallelujah! Praise to Thee!

You are worthy! You are worthy!
You have won the victory!
In our weakness walk beside
Now our souls find rest in Thee.

1https://20schemesequip.com/voices-the-book-of-proverbs/

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Give Us The Wings of Faith To Rise

Today’s hymn is written by the father of British hymnody, Isaac Watts, in 1709. It was first published in his Hymns and Spiritual Songs in the same year.  Philip Doddridge, himself a hymn writer best remembered for O Happy Day, wrote to Watts: “I was preaching in a barn last Wednesday, to a company of plain country people. After a sermon from Hebrews, we sang one of your hymns, ‘Give Us The Wings Of Faith To Rise’ and had the satisfaction to see tears in the eyes of several of the auditory. After the service some of them told me they were not able to sing, so deeply were their minds affected with it; and the clerk in particular told me he could hardly utter the words of it”1. Enjoy reading this one!

Give us the wings of faith to rise
within the veil, and see
the saints above, how great their joys,
how bright their glories be.

Once they were mourning here below,
their couch was wet with tears;
they wrestled hard, as we do now,
with sins and doubts and fears.

We ask them whence their victory came:
they, with united breath,
ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
their triumph to his death.

They marked the footsteps that he trod,
his zeal inspired their breast,
and, following their incarnate God,
possess the promised rest.

Our glorious Leader claims our praise
for his own pattern given;
while the long cloud of witnesses
show the same path to heaven.

1hymnstudiesblog.wordpress.com/2011/01/03/give-me-the-wings-of-faith/