Today’s hymn comes from Fernando Ortega, who has helped in the resurgence of a lot of hymns over the last few decades. This original song is a call to worship and praise our God who is glorious, sovereign and unchanging. Enjoy!

Eternal God, unchanging
Mysterious and unknown
Your boundless love unfailing
In grace and mercy shown
Bright seraphim in endless flight
Around Your glorious throne
They raise their voices day and night
In praise to You alone

Hallelujah
Glory be to our great God
Hallelujah
Glory be to our great God

Lord, we are weak and frail
Helpless in the storm
Surround us with Your angels
Fold us in Your arms
Our cold and ruthless enemy
His pleasure is our harm
Rise up, oh Lord, and he will flee
Before our sovereign God

Hallelujah
Glory be to our great God
Hallelujah
Glory be to our great God

Let every creature in the sea
And every flying bird
Let every mountain, every field
And valley of the Earth
Let all the moons and all the stars
In all the universe
Sing praises to the living God
Who rules them by His word

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Today is a short but sweet one. Another one from Joseph Hart, writer of ‘Come Ye Sinners’, I hope you can say the same today. Enjoy!

How good is the God we adore,
Our faithful unchangeable Friend:
Whose love is as great as His power,
And knows neither measure nor end!

‘Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,
Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;
We’ll praise Him for all that is past,
And trust Him for all that’s to come.

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Today’s song is Sovereign Grace’s most recent release. 2023. This song is from their upcoming album, which is based on J.I. packer’s classic book Knowing God. Bob Kauflin writes “2023 marked the 50th anniversary of J.I. Packer’s classic book, Knowing God. Since I first read it in the late 70s, I’ve quoted and referred to it more times than I can count… So when my son, Devon, suggested that Sovereign Grace Music write and record an album of songs based on Packer’s book, it was a no-brainer. First, it would be an opportunity to highlight how God has used Knowing God to make theology not only accessible, but delightful. Second, we knew Packer’s book would be a rich resource for songs that connect the head and the heart. Third, we hoped it would cause those who have never read it to do so, and stir those who have already read it to read it again! Finally, good theology always leads to glad doxology. Knowing God isn’t simply a book to read. It’s songs waiting to be sung¹.” I’m sure you’ll enjoy this!

Did you draw a breath as the dawn awoke
And does your heart still beat?
Is the mighty Word of the living God
Upholding you? Then sing, O sing

Has the Father’s love filled your longing heart
With grace for every need?
Come and lay your burdens at Jesus’ feet
And find new strength to sing, O sing

Refrain
Morning and evening! Everything breathing
Must sing, O sing!
All of creation rise up and praise
The King of kings and sing!

Has the Son of God died to take away
Your sin and set you free?
Has the Conqueror trampled over death?
Is Christ enthroned? Then sing O sing!

On the final day when the Lord on High
Returns in majesty
We will bow in wonder before the Lamb
And evermore the saints will sing
Yes, evermore the saints will sing!

¹https://www.sovereigngrace.com/blog/coming-soon-a-preview-of-the-knowing-god-album

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Today’s hymn comes from Joseph Addison (1672-1719). Although intended for the Church, he gave himself to the study of law and politics, and soon attained, through powerful influence, to some important posts. He was successively a Commissioner of Appeals, an Under Secretary of State, Secretary to the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, and Chief Secretary for Ireland¹. He and a former schoolboy friend, Richard Steele, founded a daily newspaper called The Spectator. They determined to give it a higher moral tone than the other papers of the day. Addison appended the text of this hymn to an article he wrote on gratitude. It was published in The Spectator on August 9th, 1712². Enjoy!

When all thy mercies, O my God,
my rising soul surveys,
transported with the view, I’m lost
in wonder, love, and praise.

Unnumbered comforts to my soul
thy tender care bestowed,
before my infant heart conceived
from whom those comforts flowed.

When in the slippery paths of youth
with heedless steps I ran,
thine arm unseen conveyed me safe,
and led me up to man.

Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
my daily thanks employ,
and not the least a cheerful heart
which tastes those gifts with joy.

Through every period of my life
thy goodness I’ll pursue,
and after death in distant worlds
the glorious theme renew.

Through all eternity to thee,
a joyful song I’ll raise;
for O, eternity’s too short
to utter all thy praise.

¹hymnary.org/person/Addison_Joseph
²wordwisehymns.com/2015/01/19/when-all-thy-mercies-o-my-god/

Today’s hymn comes from Irishman George Wade Robinson (1838-1877). He was educated at Trinity College, Dublin, and New College, St. John’s Wood, London. He entered the Congregational Ministry, and was co-pastor at York Street Chapel, Dublin, with Dr. Urwick; then pastor at St. John’s Wood, at Dudley, and at Union Street, Brighton. He published two volumes of poems, which included this one¹. Rejoice in our Saviour’s love with this one; enjoy!

Loved with everlasting love,
drawn by grace that love to know,
Spirit sent from Christ above,
thou dost witness it is so.
O this full and precious peace
from his presence all divine;
in a love that cannot cease,
I am his and he is mine.

Heav’n above is deeper blue,
earth around is sweeter green,
that which glows in ev’ry hue
Christless eyes have never seen.
Birds in song his glories show,
flow’rs with richer beauties shine
since I know, as now I know,
I am his and he is mine.

Taste the goodness of the Lord:
welcomed home to his embrace,
all his love, as blood outpoured,
seals the pardon of his grace.
Can I doubt his love for me,
when I trace that love’s design?
By the cross of Calvary
I am his and he is mine.

His forever, only his–
who the Lord and me shall part?
Ah, with what a rest of bliss
Christ can fill the loving heart.
Heav’n and earth may fade and flee,
firstborn light in gloom decline,
but while God and I shall be,
I am his and he is mine.

¹hymnary.org/person/Robinson_GWade

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Today’s hymn is taking from the Trinity Hymnal – a collection of hymns used in the Orthodox Presbyterian Church (OPC) in America, as well as other Reformed churches. This particular hymn is based on Psalm 84. Enjoy!

O Lord of Hosts, how lovely
The place where thou dost dwell!
Thy tabernacles holy
In pleasantness excel.
My soul is longing, fainting,
Jehovah’s courts to see;
My heart and flesh are crying,
O living God, for thee.

Blest who thy house inhabit,
They ever give thee praise;
Blest all whom thou dost strengthen,
Who love the sacred ways.
So they from strength unwearied
Go forward unto strength,
Till they appear in Zion
Before the Lord at length.

O hear, Lord God of Jacob,
To me an answer yield;
The face of thine Anointed,
Behold, O God, our shield.
One day excels a thousand
If spent thy courts within;
I’ll choose thy threshold, rather
Than dwell in tents of sin.

Our sun and shield, Jehovah,
Will grace and glory give;
No good will he deny them
That uprightly do live.
O God of Hosts, Jehovah,
How blest is ev’ry one
Who confidence reposes
On thee, O Lord, alone.

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Todays hymn is by Augustus Toplady, author of the other well/loved hymn “Rock of Ages”. Below is the tune for you to sing to and enjoy this Lord’s Day.

O fountain of never-ceasing grace,
your saints’ exhaustless theme,
great object of immortal praise,
essentially supreme,
we bless you for the glorious fruits
your incarnation gives,
the righteousness which grace imputes,
and faith alone receives.

In you we have a righteousness
by God himself approved;
our rock, our sure foundation this,
which never can be moved.
Our ransom by your death was paid,
for all your people giv’n,
the law you perfectly obeyed,
that they might enter heav’n.

As all, when Adam sinned alone,
in his transgression died,
so by the righteousness of one
are sinners justified;
we to your merit, gracious Lord,
with humblest joy submit,
again to paradise restored,
in you alone complete.

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Today’s hymn is written by Fanny Crosby in 1882. When asked if there was a hymn written about her conversion, Fanny replied, “I would write many hymns to describe the joy of my salvation. The one that stands out the most to me right now is this one.”  She began to sing in her beautiful soprano voice, “redeemed, how I love to proclaim it.”¹ I hope this can be your song too; enjoy!

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

Refrain:
Redeemed, redeemed,
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

¹dianaleaghmatthews.com/redeemed-love-proclaim/

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Today’s hymn comes from Ora Rowan (1834-1879). Here’s another hymn that I could not find much about the author, only that it can be sung to the tune of “Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus”. This hymn is centred around idolatry, and just being more beautiful than anything else in this world. I hope this is one you can resonate with. Enjoy!

Hast thou heard Him, seen Him, known Him?
Is not thine a captured heart?
Chief among ten thousand own Him;
Joyful choose the better part.

Refrain
Captivated by His beauty,
Worthy tribute haste to bring;
Let His peerless worth constrain thee,
Crown Him now unrivaled King

Idols once they won thee, charmed thee,
Lovely things of time and sense;
Gilded thus does sin disarm thee,
Honeyed lest thou turn thee thence

What has stripped the seeming beauty
From the idols of the earth?
Not a sense of right or duty,
But the sight of peerless worth

Not the crushing of those idols,
With its bitter void and smart;
But the beaming of His beauty,
The unveiling of His heart

Who extinguishes their taper
Till they hail the rising sun?
Who discards the garb of winter
Till the summer has begun

’Tis that look that melted Peter,a
‘Tis that face that Stephen saw,
’Tis that heart that wept with Mary,
Can alone from idols draw

Draw and win and fill completely,
Till the cup o’erflow the brim;
What have we to do with idols
Who have companied with Him

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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