Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Tho' like a wanderer,
Then let the way appear, steps up to heaven;
Then, with my waking thoughts, bright with Thy praise,
Or, if on joyful wing, cleaving the sky,
I would love to tell you what I think of Jesus,
No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
All my life was full of sin when Jesus found me;
No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
Ev'ry day He comes to me with new assurance;
No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
Now the day is over,
Now the darkness gathers,
Jesus, give the weary
Grant to little children
Comfort every sufferer
Through the long night-watches
When the morning wakens,
Glory to the Father,
There is a name I love to hear;
O, how I love Jesus,
It tells me of a Saviour's love,
O, how I love Jesus,
It tells of One whose loving heart
Panis angelicus
Heavenly bread
That becomes the bread for all mankind;
Precious memories, unseen angels,
Precious memories how they linger,
In the stillness of the midnight,
Precious memories how they linger,
As I travel on life's pathway,
Precious memories how they linger,
Savior, like a shepherd lead us,
We are Thine; do Thou befriend us,
Thou hast promised to receive us,
Early let us seek Thy favor;
Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
I have seen Him in the watch fires
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
He has sounded forth the trumpet
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
In the beauty of the lilies
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
He is coming like the glory
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
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E'en tho' it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
The sun gone down, darkness be over me,
My rest a stone, yet in my dreams I'd be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
All that Thou sendest me,
In mercy given; angels to beckon me,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
Sun, moon and stars forgot, upwards I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
Since I found in Him a friend so strong and true.
I would tell you how
He changed my life completely;
He did something no other friend could do.
There's no other friend so kind as He.
No one else could take the sin
And darkness from me;
O how much He cared for me.
All my heart was full of misery and woe,
Jesus placed His strong arms about me
And He led me in the way I ought to go.
There's no other friend so kind as He.
No one else could take the sin
And darkness from me;
O how much He cared for me.
More and more I understand His word of love.
But I'll never know just why He came to save me,
Till someday I see His blessed face above.
There's no other friend so kind as He.
No one else could take the sin
And darkness from me;
O how much He cared for me.
Night is drawing nigh;
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky.
Stars begin to peep,
Birds and beasts and flowers
Soon will be asleep.
Calm and sweet repose;
With Thy tend'rest blessing
May mine eyelids close.
Visions bright of Thee;
Guard the sailors tossing
On the deep blue-sea.
Watching late in pain;
Those who plan some evil
From their sin restrain.
May Thine angels spread
Their white wings above me,
Watching round my bed.
Then may I arise
Pure and fresh and sinless
In Thy holy eyes.
Glory to the Son,
And to Thee, blest Spirit,
While all ages run.
I love to sing its worth.
It sounds like music to my ear;
The sweetest name on earth.
O, how I love Jesus,
O, how I love Jesus,
Because He first loved me!
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of His precious blood,
The sinner's perfect plea.
O, how I love Jesus,
O, how I love Jesus,
Because He first loved me!
Can feel my deepest woe,
Who in each sorrow bears a part
That none can bear below.
Fit panis hominum;
Dat panis coelicus
Figuris terminum.
O res mirabilis!
Manducat Dominum
Pauper, pauper.
Servus et humils.
Pauper, pauper,
Servus et humilis.
Bread from the angelic host
That is the end of all imaginings.
Oh, miraculous thing!
This body of God will nourish
Even the poorest,
The most humble of servants.
Even the poorest,
The most humble of servants.
Sent from somewhere to my soul.
How they linger ever near me,
And the sacred past unfolds.
How they ever flood my soul.
In the stillness of the midnight.
Precious sacred scenes unfold.
Echoes from the past I hear.
Old time singing, gladness ringing,
From that lovely land somewhere.
How they ever flood my soul.
In the stillness of the midnight.
Precious sacred scenes unfold.
I know not what the years may hold.
As I ponder hope grows fonder,
Precious memories flood my soul.
How they ever flood my soul.
In the stillness of the midnight.
Precious sacred scenes unfold.
Savior, Like a Shepherd Lead Us
Much we need Thy tender care;
In Thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use Thy folds prepare:
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, Thine we are;
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, Thine we are.
Be the guardian of our way;
Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us,
Seek us when we go astray:
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Hear, O hear us when we pray;
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Hear, O hear us when we pray.
Poor and sinful though we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse, and pow'r to free:
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Early let us turn to Thee;
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Early let us turn to Thee.
Early let us do Thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Savior,
With Thy love our beings fill:
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, love us still;
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, love us still.
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter's snare
By Thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for Thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for Thee, 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 every care,
And wait for Thee, sweet hour of prayer!
May I Thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofthy 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 through the air,
"Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!"
The Battle Hymn of the Republic
Of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
Of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar
In the evening dews and damps.
I can read His righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
That shall never sound retreat,
He is sifting out the hearts of men,
Before His judgment seat;
O be swift, my souls to answer Him;
Be jubilant my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom
That transfigures you and me.
As He died to make me holy,
Let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
Of the morning on the wave;
He is wisdom to the mighty,
He is honour to the brave.
So the world shall be His footstool
And the soul of wrong His slave.
Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.