Hymn XIX: Rejoice Evermore With Angels Above
Rejoice evermore With angels above,
In Jesus's power, In Jesus's love:
With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim,
Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb.
Thou, Lord, our relief In trouble hast been;
Hast saved us from grief, Hast saved us from sin;
The power of thy Spirit Hath set our hearts free,
And now we inherit All fulness in thee;
All fulness of peace, All fulness of joy,
And spiritual bliss That never shall cloy:
To us it is given In Jesus to know
A kingdom of heaven, A heaven below.
No longer we join While sinners invite,
Nor envy the swine Their brutish delight;
Their joy is all sadness, Their mirth is all vain,
Their laughter is madness, Their pleasure is pain.
O might they at last With sorrow return,
The pleasures to taste For which they were born;
Our Jesus receiving, Our happiness prove,
The joy of believing, The heaven of love!
poem by John Wesley
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Hymn XIX: Rejoice Evermore With Angels Above
Rejoice evermore With angels above,
In Jesus's power, In Jesus's love:
With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim,
Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb.
Thou, Lord, our relief In trouble hast been;
Hast saved us from grief, Hast saved us from sin;
The power of thy Spirit Hath set our hearts free,
And now we inherit All fullness in thee;
All fullness of peace, All fullness of joy,
And spiritual bliss That never shall cloy:
To us it is given In Jesus to know
A kingdom of heaven, A heaven below.
No longer we join While sinners invite,
Nor envy the swine Their brutish delight;
Their joy is all sadness, Their mirth is all vain,
Their laughter is madness, Their pleasure is pain.
O might they at last With sorrow return,
The pleasures to taste For which they were born;
Our Jesus receiving, Our happiness prove,
The joy of believing, The heaven of love!
poem by Charles Wesley
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I Believe In Jesus
Ran into mother mary down on line
Street in l.a.
She was preaching the gospel
She was singing how jesus saves
When a crowd of passing tourists
Looked to see what they could see
You know before they know it she had
Them all down on their knees
I believe in jesus you know I know him
Oh so well
And Im going to heaven by and by
cause I already been through hell
I believe in jesus, in jesus, in jesus
I believe in jesus, in jesus
So onward christian soldiers still
Marching as to war
With the cross of jesus just going on before
Now jesus was a little lamb, his fleece
Was white as snow
And every where that jesus went
This lamb is sure to go
Well I believe in jesus you know I know him
Oh so well
And Im going to heaven by and by
cause I saved my soul from going to hell
I believe in jesus, in jesus, in jesus
I believe in jesus, in jesus
Look at the sheep cause theyre
Running fast
They wanna make it through the gates
At last
So onward christian soldiers still
Marching as to war
With the cross of jesus just going on before
I believe in jesus, in jesus
I believe in jesus, in jesus.....
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We Sing to Thee, Thou Son of God
We sing to Thee, Thou Son of God,
Fountain of life and grace;
We praise Thee, Son of Man, whose blood
Redeemed our fallen race.
Thee we acknowledge God and Lord,
The Lamb for sinners slain;
Who art by heaven and earth adored,
Worthy o'er both to reign.
To Thee all angels cry aloud,
Through heaven's extended coasts: -
Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord
Of glory and of hosts.
The cherubim and seraphim
Incessant sing to Thee;
The worlds and all the powers therein
Adore Thy majesty.
The prophets' goodly fellowship,
In radiant garments dressed,
Praise Thee, Thou Son of God, and reap
The fulness of Thy rest.
The apostles' glorious company
Thy righteous praise proclaim:
The martyred army glorify
Thine everlasting name.
Through all the world, Thy churches join
To call on Thee their Head,
Brightness of majesty Divine,
Who every power hast made.
Among their number, Lord, we love
To sing Thy precious blood.
Reign here, and in the worlds above,
Thou Holy Lamb of God!
poem by Augustus Montague Toplady
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True Saving Faith
Faith that doesn’t change a soul, is faith that doesn’t save at all,
With the saving Power of the Lord, a changed life He will afford,
When the soul truly has believed, and His Spirit they’ve received,
Change must be seen in all men, who in the Lord are Born Again.
A changed soul becomes a life, that lives today for Jesus Christ,
By God’s power that dwells within, a true believer saved from sin,
The Power of the Spirit of God, Who, redirects the path you trod,
While they remain upon this earth, through the power of New Birth.
Every single believer, in The Lord, is a fallen sinner, now restored,
Back to a relationship with God, now, to be led by Staff and Rod,
Those of The Shepherd above, guiding us daily to share the love,
Of the blessed Cross of Calvary, pointing other sinners to eternity.
We are no longer left here to roam, for up in Heaven, is our Home,
We’re saved to be a living sacrifice, and point all men to Paradise,
A change that’s central for everyone, who truly follows God’s Son,
Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, Who, bought us all with a price.
Faith is more than to just believe, it’s to share the Truth we receive,
It is done through change by Him, God, Who saved us from all sin,
God’s desire indeed for all of us, is to copy our Lord, Christ Jesus,
That all believer’s lives will herald, a testimony of Him, to this world.
(Copyright ©02/2011)
The Mediator
O Christ, true Son of God most high,
Thy name we praise for ever;
Whoe'er to Thee for help doth cry
Shall find Thee fail him never;
'Tis Thou wilt plead,
Thou intercede
With God, for us who need Thy prayers so sore:
Thy bitter strife
Hath wrought us life,
And Thine be thanks and praise for evermore!
To Thee the Father giveth now
All power in earth and heaven;
Sin, Satan, Death to Thee must bow,
All fetters Thou hast riven,
Bade fear to cease,
And made our peace,
That now to God we dare our hearts outpour:
Thy bitter strife
Hath wrought us life,
And Thine be thanks and praise for evermore!
Fulness of grace is in Thy Word;
The Life, the Truth, the Way
To life eternal art Thou, Lord;
To Thee alone we pray,
Who didst appear
A servant here
To bear the sin that crushed the world before:
Thy bitter strife
Hath wrought us life,
And Thine be thanks and praise for evermore!
poem by Hans Sachs
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We Hail Thee Now, O Jesus
We hail thee now, O Jesus,
thy presence here we own,
though sight and touch have failed us,
and faith perceives alone;
thy love has veiled thy glory;
and hid thy power divine,
in mercy to our weakness,
beneath an earthly sign.
We hail thee now, O Jesus,
in silence hast thou come,
for all the hosts of heaven
with wonderment are dumb:
so great the condescension,
so marvelous the love,
which for our sakes, O Savior,
have drawn thee from above.
We hail thee now, O Jesus,
for law and type have ceased,
and thou in each Communion
art Sacrifice and Priest;
we make this great memorial
in union, Lord, with thee,
and plead thy death and passion
to cleanse and set us free.
We hail thee now, O Jesus,
for death is drawing near,
and in thy presence only
its terrors disappear;
dwell with us, sweetest Savior,
and guide us through the night,
till shadows end in glory,
and faith be lost in sight.
poem by Frederick George Scott
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I Must Disagree
Sadly, with you, I must disagree, about a Truth regarding Eternity,
Not the very existence of God, above this earth we presently trod,
Not Biblical Truth, of Heaven above, or the Hell below, spoken of,
But, the Way God provided for, sinners to enter in Heaven’s Door.
With a heavy heart I must say, I simply can’t embrace another way,
For any soul to attain Salvation, apart from God’s Holy Revelation,
This includes words spoken by, The Lord, who now reigns on High,
Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, God and Author of Eternal Life.
Our salvation is in Christ alone, through the power of God’s Throne,
His Eternal Son whom God revealed, in whose name we are sealed,
When His Truth, we truly believe, and Christ’s Spirit we then receive,
As redeemed sinners, we proclaim. Salvation’s Power, in His Name.
Some dispute the nature of sin, and man’s wickedness deep within,
From a belief they’ve understood, that all men are essentially good,
And up in Heaven, all souls will be, to live along with God, eternally,
But, is Hell, spoken of by The Lord, by these men, totally ignored?
So in conclusion, I must disagree, with any way apart from Calvary,
I am The Way, Truth and Life, was spoken by The Son Jesus Christ,
We’ll see God, only through Him, The Lamb who died for all our sin,
For all who don’t take this to heart, The Lord will tell them to depart.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
The Legion Dispossessed
Legion was my name by nature,
Satan raged within my breast;
Never misery was greater,
Never sinner more possessed:
Mischievous to all around me,
To myself the greatest foe;
Thus I was, when Jesus found me,
Filled with madness, sin and woe.
Yet in this forlorn condition,
When he came to see me free;
I replied, to my Physician,
What have I to do with thee?
But he would not be prevented,
Rescued me against my will;
Had he stayed till I consented,
I had been a captive still.
Satan, though thou fain wouldst have it,
Know this soul is none of thine;
I have shed my blood to save it,
Now I challenge it for mine,
Though it long has thee resembled,
Henceforth it shall me obey;
Thus he spoke while Satan trembled,
Gnashed his teeth and fled away.
Thus my frantic soul he healed,
Bid my sins and sorrows cease;
Take, said he, my pardon sealed,
I have saved thee, go in peace:
Rather take me, Lord, to heaven,
Now thy love and grace I know;
Since thou hast my sins forgiven,
Why should I remain below?
Love, he said, will sweeten labors,
Thou hast something yet to do;
Go and tell your friends and neighbors,
What my love has done for you:
Live to manifest my glory,
Wait for heav'n a little space;
Sinners, when they hear thy story,
Will repent and seek my face.
poem by John Newton
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Jesus, Thou Divine Companion
Jesus, Thou divine Companion,
By Thy lowly human birth
Thou hast come to join the workers,
Burden bearers of the earth.
Thou, the Carpenter of Nazareth,
Toiling for Thy daily food,
By Thy patience and Thy courage,
Thou hast taught us toil is good.
They who tread the path of labor
Follow where Thy feet have trod;
They who work without complaining
Do the holy will of God.
Thou, the Peace that passeth knowledge,
Dwellest in the daily strife;
Thou, the Bread of heaven, broken
In the sacrament of life.
Every task, however simple,
Sets the soul that does it free;
Every deed of love and kindness
Done to man is done to Thee.
Jesus, Thou divine Companion,
Help us all to do our best;
Bless in our daily labor,
Lead us to the Sabbath rest.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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O Jesus
O Jesus, peace be upon him, the one who was the Word of God…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, who came and was always in the Thoughts of God…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, he who was born of the Virgin Mary…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, and peace be upon his mother Mary…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, the one who the Holy Spirit of God was given…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, the one who in the name of God, casted out demons…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, the one they said slanderous things about…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, the one they tried to blot out…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, who came and was sinless…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, who came to the temple and became relentless…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, who came to the Israelites to teach them the Gospel…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, who came and did things that were impossible…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, he who is the Prophet and Christ…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, he who the Scriptures prophesised…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, he who Almighty God raised up…
O Jesus, peace be upon him, he who Almighty God will send back and amaze us.
poem by Russel Choudhury
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Hymn XIII: Happy Soul that Free from Harms
Happy soul that free from harms
Rests within his Shepherd's arms!
Who his quiet shall molest?
Who shall violate his rest?
Jesus doth his spirit bear,
Jesus takes his every care;
He who found the wandering sheep,
Jesus still delights to keep.
O that I might so believe,
Steadfastly to Jesus cleave,
On his only love rely,
Smile at the destroyer nigh;
Free from sin and servile fear,
Have my Jesus ever near,
All his care rejoice to prove,
All his paradise of love!
Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep,
Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on thee my every care,
Bear me, on thy bosom bear:
Let me know my Shepherd's voice,
More and more in thee rejoice,
More and more of thee receive,
Ever in thy Spirit live:
Live, till all thy life I know,
Perfect through my Lord below,
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gathered to the fold above.
O that I at last may stand
With the sheep at thy right hand,
Take the crown so freely given,
Enter in by thee to heaven!
poem by Charles Wesley
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Hymn XIII: Happy Soul that Free from Harms
Happy soul that free from harms
Rests within his Shepherd's arms!
Who his quiet shall molest?
Who shall violate his rest?
Jesus doth his spirit bear,
Jesus takes his every care;
He who found the wandering sheep,
Jesus still delights to keep.
O that I might so believe,
Steadfastly to Jesus cleave,
On his only love rely,
Smile at the destroyer nigh;
Free from sin and servile fear,
Have my Jesus ever near,
All his care rejoice to prove,
All his paradise of love!
Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep,
Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on thee my every care,
Bear me, on thy bosom bear:
Let me know my Shepherd's voice,
More and more in thee rejoice,
More and more of thee receive,
Ever in thy Spirit live:
Live, till all thy life I know,
Perfect through my Lord below,
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gathered to the fold above.
O that I at last may stand
With the sheep at thy right hand,
Take the crown so freely given,
Enter in by thee to heaven!
poem by John Wesley
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But One Way
Do you survey each possibility, to reach Heaven for eternity?
There's many ways you can find, out of man's exalted mind,
Many teachers reach out to man, with another salvation plan,
Many say, every way my friend, will reach Heaven in the end.
Is there a God and who is He; is there a Heaven and eternity?
If so, is there also a Hell, and must we believe in Emmanuel?
Emmanuel, Who is Christ Jesus, which means 'God with us.'
Sent by God and our Creator, to be for all men, their Savior!
Christ was sent to save Israel, also, every nation, every soul,
All, who would believe in Him, would be saved from their sin,
As by our sin we are condemned, and this applies to all men,
So all men, from every nation, need from God, His Salvation!
Jesus Christ, The Great 'I AM, ' came to earth as God's Lamb,
To be God's Perfect Sacrifice, paying for all His eternal price,
That debt, no man could pay, so The Lord provided The Way,
The Only Way, to Eternal Life, through His Son, Jesus Christ!
From God, there's but one way, despite what man has to say,
For God's Word is absolute, Eternal Truth, no man can refute,
Truth, The Word does claim, under Heaven there is one name,
By which men must be saved, Truth in which, Apostles raved.
Object of My First Desire
Object of my first desire,-
Jesus, crucified for me;-
All to happiness aspire,
Only to be found in Thee;
Thee to praise, and Thee to know,
Constitute our bliss below;
Thee to see, and Thee to love,
Constitute our bliss above.
Lord it is not life to live,
If Thy presence Thou deny;
Lord, if Thou Thy presence give,
'Tis no longer death - to die.
Source and Giver of repose,
Singly from Thy smile it flows;
Peace and happiness are Thine,
Mine they are, if Thou art mine.
While I feel Thy love to me,
Every object teems with joy;
Here, O may I walk with Thee,
Then into Thy presence die.
Let me but Thyself possess -
Total sum of happiness -
Real bliss I then shall prove,
Heaven below and heaven above.
poem by Augustus Montague Toplady
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The Lion And The Lamb
Christ, He is The Lion and The Lamb, The Lord God, The Great I AM,
He always was and will always be, He’s Lord and God of all Eternity,
The Eternal God and The Creator, had left Heaven, to be The Savior,
The God of Heaven and Eternity, had come to earth for you and me.
God had sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to the earth, to be our sacrifice,
The Lamb of God for fallen man, was decreed in God’s Eternal Plan,
Christ came to earth and He died, when by sinners, He was crucified,
He died on a tree, in our stead, but after that, He rose from the dead.
Now in Heaven at God’s Right Hand, as Lord and Ruler of every land,
Again Glorified on His Eternal Throne, and interceding for all His own,
All who believe and follow The Lamb, men saved by The Son of Man,
Now children of The Eternal God, even while we’re on this earthly sod.
But our Lord is coming back again, to judge every nation and all men,
Christ as Lord and Judge this time, decreed by God’s Eternal Design,
He shall reign upon God’s Holy Hill, as God’s Word Christ does fulfill,
Reigning in God’s Righteousness, as He will judge man’s ungodliness.
Jesus Christ, Who was and is today, provided for all, Salvation’s Way,
Receiving for us, God’s Eternal Wrath, He opened up God’s only path,
Through a new and Spiritual Birth, to reign with The Lamb on this earth,
But all who reject God’s Gift to men, The Lion of Judah shall condemn.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
White Republican Male Jesus?
White Republican Male Jesus?
what about...
black Jesus, brown Jesus,
Asian Jesus, atheist Jesus,
female Jesus, poor Jesus,
jobless Jesus, prison Jesus,
homeless Jesus, illegal immigrant Jesus?
dog Jesus, cat Jesus,
baby in a dumpster Jesus,
addict Jesus, old Jesus?
gay Jesus, union Jesus,
hungry Jesus, foreign Jesus?
bumming a cup of coffee Jesus?
brother Jesus, sister Jesus?
just bombed Jesus,
food stamp Jesus?
how many bodies? how many crosses?
you tell me!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Before Departing
Regarding the One, who died for sin, don’t plan to leave without Him,
Don’t you dare leave this earth, unless you’ve experienced New Birth,
Man’s Spiritual Birth, in God’s Son, The Lamb who died for everyone,
The Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, who died so we can have new life.
All men are born on earth naturally, but, shall end their lives spiritually,
And all must become Born Again, as God’s mandate to reach Heaven,
This is The Lord’s only doable plan, for every mortal woman and man,
To reach from this earth immortality, then move into Heaven, eternally.
The Lord does not change, so we must, to avoid returning to the dust,
At the moment of our last breath, consigned to Hell and eternal death,
This change that God’s speaking of, is a glorious change from above,
A change God can make in all of us, through the Spirit of Christ Jesus.
Most will choose Heaven, not Hell, the choice believed sound and well,
But based on merit of their own, while dismissing belief in Christ alone,
As hearts may not be at the place, to understand God’s work of Grace,
Fact, that no one’s good, no not one, and our trust must be in His Son.
In Christ alone we find our Salvation, man’s Redeemer for every nation,
Our salvation alone is in the Name, Christ Jesus, who all men proclaim,
The Savior Himself has told all men, to get into Heaven, be Born Again,
This Truth indeed must be in our heart, before from earth, we do depart.
(Copyright ©10/2009)
A Hymn For Christmas Morning
IT is the Christmas time:
And up and down 'twixt heaven and earth,
In glorious grief and solemn mirth,
The shining angels climb.
And unto everything
That lives and moves, for heaven, on earth,
With equal share of grief and mirth,
The shining angels sing:--
'Babes new-born, undefiled,
In lowly hut, or mansion wide--
Sleep safely through this Christmas-tide
When Jesus was a child.
'O young men, bold and free,
In peopled town, or desert grim,
When ye are tempted like to Him,
'The man Christ Jesus' see.
'Poor mothers, with your hoard
Of endless love and countless pain--
Remember all her grief, her gain,
The Mother of the Lord.
'Mourners, half blind with woe,
Look up! One standeth in this place,
And by the pity of His face
The Man of Sorrows know.
'Wanderers in far countrie,
O think of Him, who came, forgot,
To His own, and they received Him not--
Jesus of Galilee.
'O all ye who have trod
The wine-press of affliction, lay
Your hearts before His heart this day--
Behold the Christ of God!'
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Not Works of Righteousness
It is not by works of righteousness, that from Hell, I am saved,
For I’m filled with wickedness, with a heart that is so depraved;
My salvation is by God’s Grace, and it’s all God’s Grace alone,
That I’m saved from that place, to enter Heaven, as God’s Own.
All believing that they are good, by their works, to enter above,
Must heed what’s understood, no one on earth is good enough,
For every earthly soul falls short, of God’s Perfect Glory above,
But, The Good News does report, that He saves us by His Love.
Holy God cannot strive with sin; the sin that’s tainted every soul;
From the very day that we begin, all are cursed from Adam’s fall,
That sin has separated all of us, from our Creator, Lord and God,
So our God sent His Son Jesus, down to the sinful earth we trod.
For the righteous He didn’t come, when to this earth He was sent,
But, He came that all, not just some, fallen sinners, would repent,
To turn from sin to God’s Son, the Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,
Who had come to grant everyone, through New Birth, Eternal Life.
One belief, that’s worse than sad, for one’s entrance into Heaven,
Have your good outweigh your bad, which is only spiritual leaven,
For the single way to be assured, of your life in Heaven Eternally,
Is a sinner’s faith alone in The Lord, through The Cross of Calvary.
(Copyright ©09/2010)
Hymn after Receiving Holy Communion
I HAVE Thee now, O Jesu,
Enshrined within my soul,
In all Thy love and fulness,
With power to make me whole.
Though cold and so unworthy,
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Though weak and stained with sin,
I opened to Thee, Jesu,
And Thou hast entered in.
I have Thee now, O Jesu!
And oh, the thrill divine
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To feel that Thou art in me,
To know that Thou art mine!
I have Thee, too, O Jesu,
As pledge of future bliss;
But faith is lost in wonder
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At rapture more than this.
I have Thee now, O Jesu!
Purge all my dross away,
Light up my inmost being
With Thy full flood of day;
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Do Thou, O Lord, shine through me
In all my words and ways,
Till others catch Thy glory,
And join in endless praise.
I have Thee now, O Jesu!
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Oh, never more depart!
Grant that no fresh offences
Shall drive Thee from my heart;
Till down the long dark valley,
The path which Thou hast trod,
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There dawns in cloudless splendour
The vision of my God.
Amen.
poem by Frederick George Scott
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