Hymn of the month
February 2010
Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee
Let the water and the blood
From Thy wounded side which flowed
Be for sin a double cure
Save from wrath and make me pure
Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands
Could my zeal no respite know
Could my tears forever flow
All for sin could not atone
Thou must save, and Thou alone
You’re my Rock of Ages
You rescued my soul from depravity
Rock of Ages
Atonement for my sin
You bring me back to life again
While I draw this fleeting breath
When mine eyes shall close in death
When I soar to worlds unknown
And behold Thee on Thy throne
Nothing in my hand I bring
Simply to the cross I cling
© Augustus M. Toplady: 1776
Arrangement & Chorus by Ryan Price
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January 2010
When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count as loss
And pour contempt on all my pride
See from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown
Oh the wonderful cross, O the wonderful cross
Bids me come and die to find that I might truly live
Oh the wonderful cross, O the wonderful cross
All who gather here, by grace draw near and bless your name
Forbid it Lord that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ my God
All the vain things that charm me most
I sacrifice them to his blood
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were an offering far too small
Love so amazing so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
© Isaac Watts: 1707
Arrangement by Robbie Seay
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December 2009
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King,
peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!“
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
join the triumph of the skies;
with th’ angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!“
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King!”
Christ, by highest heaven adored;
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
late in time behold him come,
offspring of a virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
hail th’ incarnate Deity,
pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King!”
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
born that man no more may die,
born to raise the sons of earth,
born to give us second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King!”
See him rising from the grave;
sing abroad is power to save
Though he came for us to die;
now he reigns enthroned on high
Death is conquered we are free;
Christ has won the victory
Justified now by his grace;
gratefully we bring him praise
Hark the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”
© Charles Wesley: 1739
Arrangement by Donna Stuart
Last Verse by Aaron Hendrick
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November 2009
Take My Life (and Let It Be)
Take my life and let it be consecrated, Lord to Thee
Take my moments and my days, let them flow in ceaseless praise
Take my hands and let them move at the impulse of Thy love
Take my feet and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee
Take my voice and let me sing always, only for my King
Take my lips and let them be filled with messages from Thee
Take my silver and my gold, not a mite would I withhold
Take my intellect and use every power as You choose
Here am I
All of me
Take my life
It’s all for Thee
Take my will and make it Thine, it shall be no longer mine
Take my heart, it is Thine own, it shall be Thy royal throne
Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Your feet it’s treasure store
Take myself and I will be ever, only, all for Thee
© Frances Havergal: 1874
Arrangement & Chorus by Chris Tomlin
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October 2009
Glorious Day
One day when heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
He dwelt among men, my example is He
Living He loved me - Dying He saved me
Buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh, Glorious Day
Oh, Glorious Day
One day they led Him up calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose — Over death He had conquered
Now is ascended, My lord evermore
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day my beloved was bringing
Glorious Savior this Jesus is mine
© J. Wilbur Chapman: 1908
Arr: Jeff Johnson
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September 2009
Come and Welcome
From the cross uplifted high — Where the Savior yields to die
What melodious sounds I hear — Bursting on my ravished ear
Love’s redeeming work is done
Come and welcome, sinners, come
Sprinkled now with blood the throne — Why beneath our burdens groan
On his pierced body laid — Justice owns the ransom paid
Bow the knee and kiss the Son
Come and welcome, sinners, come
The love of Christ so rich and free — Our everlasting surety
He calls his own from death to life — And guards us in the midst of strife
His love pursues us when we roam
Come and welcome, sinners, come
Soon the days of life shall end — Lo, He comes, our Savior, Friend
Safe our spirits to convey — To the realms of endless day
Up to our eternal home.
Come and welcome, sinners, come.
Come and welcome, sinners, come
Come and welcome, sinners, come
© Thomas Haweis: 1792
* Third verse has been changed from the original.
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August 2009
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’ve 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;
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.
O that day when freed from sinning
We shall see Thy lovely face
Gathered with the saints of heaven
Singing of Thy sovereign grace
Come, O Lord, no longer tarry
Take our ransomed souls away
Still we labor in Thy power
Waiting for that glorious day
© Robert Robinson, 1758
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July 2009
Jesus I My Cross Have Taken
Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave and follow Thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken, thou from hence my all shall be.
Perish every fond ambition, all I’ve sought or hoped or known.
Yet how rich is my condition! God and heav’n are still my own.
Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like man, untrue.
And while Jesus smiles upon me, God of wisdom, love, and light,
Foes may hate and friends disown me, But show Thy face and all is bright.
Man may trouble and distress me, It only drives me to Your side
Life with trials hard may press me; Still your word will be my guide.
I have called Thee Abba Father, I have stayed my heart on Thee
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather; All must work for good to me.
Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer.
Heav’n’s eternal days before me, God’s own hand shall guide us there.
Soon shall close our earthly mission, Soon shall pass these pilgrim days,
Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
© Henry Lyte, 1824
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June 2009
Thy mercy my God
Thy mercy my God is the theme of my song
The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last
Hath won my affection and bound my soul fast
Without Thy sweet mercy I could not live here
Sin would reduce me to utter despair
But through Thy free goodness my spirit’s revived
And He that first made me still keeps me alive
Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart
Dissolved by thy goodness I fall to the ground
And weep to the praise of the mercy I’ve found
Great Father of mercies! Thy goodness I own
And the covenant love of Thy crucified Son
All praise to the Spirit whose whisper divine
Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine!
© John Stocker, 1776
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May 2009
Praise To The Lord, The Almighty
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near
Praise Him in glad adoration
Praise to the Lord, Who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth
Hast thou not seen how thy desires e’er have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee
Ponder anew what the Almighty can do
If with His love He befriend thee
Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him
Let the “Amen” sound from His people again
Gladly for aye we adore Him
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
© Joachim Naender, 1680
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April 2009
Before the Throne of God Above
Before the throne of God above, I have a strong, a perfect plea,
A great High Priest whose name is “Love,” Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands, My name is written on His heart;
I know that while in heaven He stands no tongue can bid me thence depart.
No tongue can bid me thence depart.
When Satan tempts me to despair, and tells me of the guilt within,
upward I look and see Him there who made an end to all my sin.
Because the sinless Savior died, my sinful soul is counted free;
For God, the Just, is satisfied to look on him and pardon me.
to look on him and pardon me.
Behold him there! the risen Lamb, my perfect, spotless Righteousness,
the great unchangeable I AM, the King of glory and of grace!
One with Himself I cannot die, My soul is purchased by His blood;
My life is hid with Christ on high, with Christ, my Savior and my God
with Christ, my Savior and my God
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Praise the one, risen Son of God
© Charitie Bancroft, 1863