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Glorious Things
Author: John Newton Hymnal: Christ in Song #911 (1908) Topics: Special Selections Choir or Quartet First Line: Glorious things of thee are spoken Lyrics: 1. Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God:
He whose word can not be broken
Formed thee for His own abode;
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake Thy sure repose?
With salvation's wall surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2. See the streams of living waters
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear and want remove;
Who can faint when such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.
3. Round each habitation hov'ring,
See the cloud and fire appear
For a glory and a cov'ring,
Showing that the Lord is near;
Blest inhabitants of Zion,
Washed in the Redeemer's blood;
Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God.
4. Saviour, if of Zion's city
I, thro' grace, a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy name;
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know.
Languages: English Tune Title: AUSTRIA
Glorious Things
This Same Jesus
Author: Havergal Hymnal: Christ in Song #913 (1908) Topics: Special Selections Choir or Quartet First Line: "This same Jesus!" O how sweetly Lyrics: 1. "This same Jesus!" O how sweetly
Fall those words upon the ear,
Like the swell of far off music,
In a night watch still and clear,
He who healed the hopeless leper,
He who dried the widow's tear,
He who changed to health and gladness
Helpless, suff'ring, trembling fear.
2. "This same Jesus!" When the vision
Of that last and awful day
Bursts upon the prostrate spirit,
Like a midnight lightning ray,
May we lift our hearts, adoring
"This same Jesus," loved and known
As our own most gracious Saviour,
Seated on the great white throne,
3. He himself, and "not another,"
He for whom our hearts have yearned
Thro' long years of twilight waiting,
To his ransomed ones returned;
For this word, O Lord, we bless thee,
Bless our Master's changeless name;
Yesterday, today, forever,
Jesus Christ is still the same.
Languages: English Tune Title: DEERHURST
This Same Jesus
Hark! Hark! My Soul
Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: Christ in Song #915 (1908) Topics: Special Selections Choir or Quartet First Line: Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling Lyrics: 1. Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling
O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave beat shore;
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling
Of that new life when sin shall be no more.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen.
2. Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;"
And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the gospel leads us home.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen.
3. Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea,
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,
King Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen.
4. Rest comes at length: though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and dark some night be past;
Faith's journeys end in welcome to the weary,
And heav'n, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen.
5. Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping:
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above;
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: PILGRIMS
Hark! Hark! My Soul
Hark! Hark! My Soul
Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: Christ in Song #916 (1908) Topics: Special Selections Choir or Quartet First Line: Hark! hark! my soul, angelic songs are swelling Refrain First Line: Angels of Jesus, angels of light Lyrics: 1. Hark! hark! my soul, angelic songs are swelling
O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave beat shore;
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling
Of that new life when sin shall be no more!
Chorus:
Angels of Jesus, angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.
2. Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;"
And thro' the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the gospel leads us home. [Chorus]
3. Far, far, away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea;
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee. [Chorus]
4. Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping;
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above,
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: SHERWIN
Hark! Hark! My Soul
Ten Thousand Times
Author: Rev. H. Alford Hymnal: Christ in Song #917 (1908) Topics: Special Selections Choir or Quartet First Line: Ten thousand times ten thousand Lyrics: 1. Ten thousand times ten thousand,
In sparkling raiment bright,
The armies of the ransomed saints
Throng up the steeps of light.
'Tis finished, all is finished,
Their fight with death and sin:
Fling open wide the golden gates,
And let the victors in.
2. What rush of hallelujahs
Fills all the earth and sky!
The ringing of a thousand harps
Proclaims the triumph high.
O day for which creation
And all its tribes were made!
O joy, for all its former woes
A thousand-fold repaid!
3. O then what raptured, greetings
On Canaan's happy shore!
What knitting severed friendship where
Death partings are no more!
Then eyes with joy shall sparkle,
That brimmed with tears of late:
Orphans no longer fatherless,
Nor widows desolate.
4. Bring near Thy great salvation,
Thou Lamb for sinners slain,
Fill up the roll of Thine elect,
Then take Thy pow'r and reign;
Appear, Desire of nations,
Thine exiles long for home;
Show in the heav'ns Thy promised sign;
Thou Prince and Saviour, come! Languages: English Tune Title: ALFORD
Ten Thousand Times
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