[JaeByrd]

I thought I'd share a couple of my favorite hymns that have been of comfort to me lately. What hymns are on your current favorite list?

Farther Along

Tempted and tried, we’re oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long;
While there are others living about us,
Never molested, though in the wrong.

Refrain:
Farther along we’ll know more about it,
Farther along we’ll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
We’ll understand it all by and by.

Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in comfort,
Giving no heed to all I can do.

Tempted and tried, how often we question
Why we must suffer year after year,
Being accused by those of our loved ones,
E’en though we’ve walked in God’s holy fear.

Often when death has taken our loved ones,
Leaving our home so lone and so drear,
Then do we wonder why others prosper,
Living so wicked year after year.

“Faithful till death,” saith our loving Master;
Short is our time to labor and wait;
Then will our toiling seem to be nothing,
When we shall pass the heavenly gate.

Soon we will see our dear, loving Savior,
Hear the last trumpet sound through the sky;
Then we will meet those gone on before us,
Then we shall know and understand why.

Because He Lives

God sent His son, they called Him, Jesus;
He came to love, heal and forgive;
He lived and died to buy my pardon,
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives!

Chorus
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!

How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he gives;
But greater still the calm assurance:
This child can face uncertain days because He Lives!

And then one day, I'll cross the river,
I'll fight life's final war with pain;
And then, as death gives way to vict'ry,
I'll see the lights of glory and I'll know He lives!

[Luke]

Mine is probably

"Christ is All"

1.
I entered once a home of care,
For age and penury were there,
Yet peace and joy withal;
I asked the lonely mother whence
Her helpless widowhood's defence.
She told me, "Christ was all."
Christ is all, all in all,
She told me "Christ was all".

2.
I stood beside a dying bed,
Where lay a child with aching head,
Waiting for Jesus' call,
I marked his smile, 'twas sweet as May,
And as his spirit passed away,
He whispered, "Christ is all."
Christ is all, all in all,
He whispered "Christ is all."

3.
I saw the martyr at the at the stake,
The flames could not his courage shake,
Nor death his soul appall,
I asked him whence his strength was giv'n,
He looked triumphantly to Heav'n,
And answered "Christ is all."
Christ is all, all in all,
He answered, "Christ is all."

4.
I saw the gospel herald go,
To Afric's sand and Greenland's snow,
To save from Satan's thrall:
No home nor life he counted dear,
Midst wants and perils owned no fear.
He felt that "Christ is all."
Christ is all, all in all,
He felt that "Christ is all."

5.
I dreamed that hoary time had fled;
The earth and sea gave up their dead,
A fire dissolved this ball;
I saw the church's ransom'd throng,
I heard the burden of their song.
'twas "Christ is all in all."
Christ is all, all in all,
'Twas Christ is all in all.

6.
Then come to Christ, oh! come today.
The Father, Son, and Spirit say;
The Bride repeats the call;
For he will cleanse your guilty stains,
His love will sooth your weary pains,
For "Christ is all in all."
Christ is all, all in all,
For "Christ is all in all."


Verse 2 and 3 Get me everytime!

[TheBibleSender]

There is a Fountain

1. There is a fountain filled with blood
drawn from Emmanuel's veins;
and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains,
lose all their guilty stains;
and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.

2. The dying thief rejoiced to see
that fountain in his day;
and there may I, though vile as he,
wash all my sins away.
Wash all my sins away,
wash all my sins away;
and there may I, though vile as he,
wash all my sins away.

3. Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more,
be saved, to sin no more;
till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.

4. E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
thy flowing wounds supply,
redeeming love has been my theme,
and shall be till I die.
And shall be till I die,
and shall be till I die;
redeeming love has been my theme,
and shall be till I die.

5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save,
when this poor lisping, stammering tongue
lies silent in the grave.
Lies silent in the grave,
lies silent in the grave;
when this poor lisping, stammering tongue
lies silent in the grave.

I also like

Come Thou Fount

1. Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of thy redeeming love.

2. Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
hither by thy help I'm come;
and I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wandering from the fold of God;
he, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.

3. O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.

[Biblestudent]

The following hymn ever speaks to my heart. I consider this to be the "life-blood" or "theme song" of my ministry -- for "the love of Christ"! (2 Corinthians 5:14)

MORE LOVE TO THEE

Eliz*a*beth P. Pren*tiss, 1856. Pren*tiss wrote these words dur*ing a per*i*od of ill*ness, but kept them to her*self. When she showed them to her hus*band 13 years lat*er, he en*cour*aged her to pub*lish them. How*ard Doane saw the re*sult*ing pamph*let, and wrote mu*sic for the words.

Music: W. Howard Doane, Songs of De*vo*tion, 1870


More love to Thee, O Christ, more love to Thee!
Hear Thou the prayer I make on bended knee.
This is my earnest plea: More love, O Christ, to Thee;
More love to Thee, more love to Thee!

Once earthly joy I craved, sought peace and rest;
Now Thee alone I seek, give what is best.
This all my prayer shall be: More love, O Christ to Thee;
More love to Thee, more love to Thee!

Let sorrow do its work, come grief or pain;
Sweet are Thy messengers, sweet their refrain,
When they can sing with me: More love, O Christ, to Thee;
More love to Thee, more love to Thee!

Then shall my latest breath whisper Thy praise;
This be the parting cry my heart shall raise;
This still its prayer shall be: More love, O Christ to Thee;
More love to Thee, more love to Thee!

[Easy E]

And can it be that I should gain

by Charles Wesley

It's too bad that many hymnbooks don't contain the whole song...

And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood!
Died He for me who caused His pain!
For me who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies!
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.

He left His Father’s throne above
(so free, so infinite His grace!),
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race.
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray;
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

[PB1789]

Some good picks there! And can it be! Come thou fount! There is a fountain.

Great words, but because they are deeper and richer than most stuff played today, they get ignored by the "7-11" crowd. [7 words sang 11 times over.]


Try these: "My Hope is built"

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/m/y/myhopeis.htm

"Jesus Christ is risen today!"

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/j/c/jcirtoda.htm

"Holy,Holy,Holy!"

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/o/holyholy.htm

Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps we'll never meet anymore
'Til we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore

If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By the side of the river of life

Where the roses bloom forever
And where separation come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore

Oh so often we are parted with sorrow
And action often quietens our pain
But we never shall sorrow in heaven
God be with you till we meet again

Well this is always a tough one for me, to pick a favorite of somany of the greatest hyms ever written,
Well lets see,

I guess my top 5 right now would be;
1. It is well with my soul
2. Victory in Jesus (Proabably one of the main hyms that helped lead me to the Lord)
3. Living For Jesus
4. A mighty Fortress is our God
"A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing, our helper he amid the flood, of mortal ills prevailing, For still our ancient foe, doth seem to work us woe, his craft and power are great, and armed with cruel hate One earth is not his Equall.
Did we in our own strength confiede, our striving would be losing, Were not the right man on our side the man of God's own choosing. Dust ask who that my be? Christ Jesus it is he, Lord Sabbaoth is his name, from age to age the same, he must win the battle.
That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; the Spirit and the gifts are ours, thru him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; the body they may kill (I'm not possitive on this, but I willing to bet that either Luther wrote this shortly after the diet of Worms, or at leased he had it in mind when we wrote this.); God's truth abideth still; his kingdom is forever.
5. And Can it be.

[Billie]

Hi
Here is one of my favorite songs...the story behind it is so wonderful..
It was sung acappella, by a young man at my husband's funeral...I asked
him to please sing it with JOY..because
IT WAS WELL WITH HIS SOUL!
I pray its a blessing to you.

WHEN PEACE LIKE A RIVER
ATTENDETH MY WAY
WHEN SORROWS LIKE
SEA BILLOWS ROLL,
WHATEVER MY LOT
THOU HAS TAUGHT ME
ME TO SAY
IT IS WELL IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL

IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL (CHO)
IT IS WELL,WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL,IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL!

THOUGH SATAN SHOULD BUFFET,
THOUGH TRIALS SHOULD COME
LET THIS BLEST ASSURANCE CONTROL
THAT CHRIST HAS REGARDED MY HELPLESS ESTATE
AND HATH SHED HIS OWN BLOOD FOR MY SOUL

IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL!

MY SIN O THE BLISS
OF THIS GLORIOUS THO't
MY SIN NOT IN PART
BUT THE WHOLE
IS NAILED TO THE CROSS
AND I BEAR IT NO MORE
PRAISE THE LORD,PRAISE
THE LORD, O MY SOUL!

IT IS WELL, WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL, WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL!

FOR ME BE IT CHRIST, BE IT CHRIST
HENCE TO LIVE: IF JORDAN ABOVE ME
SHALL ROLL,NO PANG SHALL BE MINE
FOR IN DEATH AS IN LIFE THOU WILT
WHISPER THY PEACE TO MY SOUL.

IT IS WELL, WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL!

BUT LORD, TIS FOR THEE, FOR THY COMING
WE WAIT, THE SKY NOT THE GRAVE IS OUR GOAL
OH TRUMP OF THE ANGEL! OH VOICE OF THE LORD!
BLESSED HOPE, BLESSED REST OF MY SOUL!

IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL!!

THE LORD HASTE THE DAY WHEN MY
FAITH SHALL BE SIGHT,THE CLOULDS BE ROLLED BACK
AS A SCROLL; THE TRUMP SHALL RESOUND AND THE
LORD SHALL DESCEND, EVEN SO
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL

IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
IT IS WELL IT IS WELL
WITH MY SOUL!!

WRITTEN BY HORATIO G. SPAFFORD-1873 (after learning his 4 daughters
were lost at sea-his wife telegramed"saved alone"

MUSIC BY PHILLIP P BLISS-1876

[stephanos]

I'm really fond of all the hymns that were written by the Anabaptist martyr's in the 16th century Switzerland (and elsewhere). The most notable (and my favorite) comes from George Blaurock, Christian missionary and a leader of the Swiss Brethren, on occassions in 1525 and later, when arrested, lifted up his voice in hymns to God while being led away to torture and imprisonment; finally when facing death in 1529 he wrote and sang his Schwanenlied,

"Darum so will ich singen,
Zu Lob dem Namen dein,
Und ewiglich verkunden
Die Gnad, die mir erschien,"

"Therefore will I be singing
In blessing of Thy name,
Eternally praise bringing
Of grace that to me came,"

-- Ausbund No. 30; and The Christian Hymnary No. 417. I've kept it short since there are 13 parts in total to this hymn, which is not an uncommon thing for the hymns written by these 16th century martyr's.

In midst the flames of the stake that devoured his mortal body, George Blaurock glorified his Maker who "giveth songs in the night!" Oh to take on this final baptism with such joy and worship, and utter reverence for the Almighty Jehovah God!

for Jesus' sake,
Stephen