Fellowship Hall

Silent Night! Holy Night! All is dark, save the light Yonder, where they sweet vigils keep, O'er the Babe who in silent sleep Rests in heavenly peace, Rests in heavenly peace.

Silent night! Peaceful night! Darkness flies, all is light; Shepherd's hear the angels sing, "Alleluia! hail the King! Christ the Saviour is born, Jesus the Saviour is born."

Silent night! Holy night! Guiding Star, lend thy light! See the Eastern wise men bring Gifts and homage to our King! Christ the Saviour is born, Jesus the Saviour is born!

Silent night! Holiest night! Wondrous Star, lend thy light! With the angels let us sing Alleluia to our King! Christ the Saviour is born, Jesus the Saviour is born!

O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him born the King of angels;

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. AMEN.

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation, O sing all ye bright hosts of heav'n above; Glory to God, all glory in the highest;

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. AMEN.

Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning, Jesus, to Thee be all glory giv'n; Word of the father, now in flesh appearing;

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. AMEN.

In the lands beyond the sea Countless million children be Who have never heard the gospel story told: Little ones for whom the Christ Died and bo't them with a price, Waiting to be gathered in the Savior's fold.

Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.

Ev'ry-where we hear their cry, "Come and save us or we die:" Who will haste to these the blessed news to tell? They are precious to the King; Let us go these lambs to bring To the gracious arms of Him we love so well.

Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.

From the east and from the west See them thronging to be blest, Precious jewels to adorn His diadem. If we thus obey the Lord We shall reap a sure reward When he comes again to gather us and them.

Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.

Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last!

Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee: Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me! All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing.

Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.

There's a land beyond the river, That we call the sweet forever, And we only reach that shore by faith's decree; One by one we'll gain the portals, There to dwell with the immortals, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells now ringing? Don't you hear the angels singing? 'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee. In that far-off sweet forever, Just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

We shall know no sin nor sorrow, In that haven of tomorrow, When our barque shall sail beyond the silver sea; We shall only know the blessing Of our Father's sweet caressing, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells now ringing? Don't you hear the angels singing? 'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee. In that far-off sweet forever, Just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

When our days shall know their number, When in death we sweetly slumber, When the King commands the spirit to be free; Nevermore with anguish laden, We shall reach that lovely Aiden, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells now ringing? Don't you hear the angels singing? 'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee. In that far-off sweet forever, Just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

There is a sacred name, a blessed hallow'd name, It is the wondrous name of Jesus; To those in deepest night it brings a golden light, That wonder-working name of Jesus.

Jesus- is the name we love the best, Jesus- brings the sweetest peace and rest. Jesus- multitudes today attest, They love that wonder-working name of Jesus.

The souls enslaved by sin may now their freedom win, Redemption full and free in Jesus; It is the saint's reward, by angel hosts adored, That lovely, honored name of Jesus.

Jesus- is the name we love the best, Jesus- brings the sweetest peace and rest. Jesus- multitudes today attest, They love that wonder-working name of Jesus.

O lift your voice and sing, unending praises bring Unto the dear, dear name of Jesus; Its wonders we may trace, so full of truth and grace, That wonder-working name of Jesus.

Jesus- is the name we love the best, Jesus- brings the sweetest peace and rest. Jesus- multitudes today attest, They love that wonder-working name of Jesus.

I traveled down a lonely road And no one seemed to care, The burden on my weary back Had bowed me to despair, I oft complained to Jesus How folks were treating me, And then I heard Him say so tenderly, " My feet were also weary, Upon the Calv'ry road; The cross became so heavy, I fell beneath the load, Be faithful weary pilgrim The morning I can see, Just lift your cross and follow close to me.

"I work so hard for Jesus" I often boast and say, "I've sacrificed a lot of things to walk the narrow way, I gave up fame and fortune; I'm worth a lot to Thee," And then I hear Him gently say to me, "I left the throne of glory And counted it but loss, My hands were nailed in anger Upon a cruel cross, But now we'll make the journey With your hand safe in mine, So lift your cross and follow close to me.

Oh, Jesus if I die upon a foreign field some day,' Twould be no more than love demands No less could I repay, "No greater love hath mortal man Than for a friend to die" These are the words He gently spoke to me, "If just a cup of water I place within your hand Then just a cup of water Is all that I demand, But if by death to living They can thy glory see, I'll take my cross and follow close to thee.

You laid your hand, mighty Lord, on the range Laid your wonderful hand on the prairie Lord, you pour'd forth the fountains Raised up the mountains Oh! Lord keep your mighty hand on me. You touch'd your clouds, made them rain, From the rain made the sea, from the sea formed the clouds To give us life abundantly; You have the earth and the sky in your command, Lord Oh! Please keep your precious hand on me.

I'm following Jesus One step at a time, I live for the moment In His love divine. Why think of tomorrow, Just live for today, I'm following Jesus Each step of the way.

The pathway is narrow But He leads me on, I walk in His shadow My fears are all gone. My spirit grows stronger, Each moment, each day, For Jesus is leading Each step of the way.

I heard an old, old story, How a Savior came from glory, How He gave His life on Calvary To save a wretch like me; I heard about His groaning, Of His precious blood's atoning, Then I repented of my sins And won the victory.

O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever, He sought me and bo't me With His redeeming blood; He loved me ere I knew Him And all my love is due Him, He plunged me to victory, Beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about His healing, Of His cleansing pow'r revealing, How he made the lame to walk again And caused the blind to see; And then I cried "dear Jesus, Come and heal my broken spirit," And somehow Jesus came and bro't To me the victory.

O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever, He sought me and bo't me With His redeeming blood; He loved me ere I knew Him And all my love is due Him, He plunged me to victory, Beneath the cleansing flood.

I heard about a mansion He has built for me in glory, And I heard about the streets of gold Beyond the crystal sea; About the angels singing, And the old redemption story, And some sweet day I'll sing up there The song of victory. 

O victory in Jesus, My Savior, forever, He sought me and bo't me With His redeeming blood; He loved me ere I knew Him And all my love is due Him, He plunged me to victory, Beneath the cleansing flood.

"Twas the Lord of hosts that led us out of Egypt's sand; And He led us through the Red Sea by His mighty hand, Never halting in the wilderness, but His command Gave assurance we were able to possess the land.

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

When the spies brought back the message, this is what they said; " Against giants and walled cities, we cannot be led;" But a Caleb and a Joshua said, They'll be as bread; We are able to go up possess the land ahead.

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

When we crossed the river Jordan, in the land we found; Wine and oil, and milk and honey, richest fruits abound; Sparkling fountains, and the showers come upon the ground; We were able, Hallelujah! let God's praise resound.

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

There's no thirsting for old Egypt, since we're in this way, And we care not what the critics or the ten spies say; For the land abounds in plenty, and we're here to stay, Wont you come and join us, brother, enter in today?

We are able to go up and take the country, And possess the land from Jordan to the sea; And, tho' giants tall be there our way to hinder, God will surely give the victory.

Oh how sweet the glorious message, Simple faith may claim; Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. Still He loves to save the sinful, Heal the sick and lame; Cheer the mourner, still the tempest; Glory to His name!

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

He who was the friend of sinners, Seeks thee, lost one, now; Sinner, come, and at His footstool Penitently bow. He who said, "I'll not condemn thee, Go and sin no more;" Speaks to thee that word of pardon, As in days of yore.

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

Oft on earth He healed the suff'rer By His mighty hand; Still our sicknesses and sorrows Go at His command. He who gave His healing virtue To a woman's touch; To the faith that claims His fullness, Still will give as much.

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

As of old He walked to Emmaus, With them to abide; So through all life's way He walketh, Ever near our side Soon again we shall behold Him, Hasten, Lord, the day! But 'twill still be "this same Jesus," As He went away.

Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same. All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name, Glory
to His name; All may change, but Jesus never! Glory to His name.

There was a time on earth, When in the book of heav'n An old account was standing For sins yet unforgiv'n; My name was at the top, And many things below, I went unto the keeper, And settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

The old account was large, And growing ev'ry day, For I was always sinning, And never tried to pay; But when I looked ahead, And saw such pain and woe, I said that I would settle, I settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

When at the judgment bar, I stand before my King, And He the book will open, He cannot find a thing; Then will my heart be glad, While tears of joy will flow Because I had it settled, And settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

When in that happy home, My Savior's home above, I'll sing redemption's story, And praise Him for His love; I'll not forget that book, With pages white as snow, Because I came and settled, And settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

O sinner, seek the Lord, Repent of all your sin, For thus He hath commanded, If you would enter in; And then if you should live A hundred years below, Up there you'll not regret it, You settled long ago.

Long ago, Long ago, Yes, the old account was settled long ago; And the record's clear today, For He washed my sins away, When the old account was settled long ago.

The great Physician now is near, The sympathizing Jesus; He speaks the drooping heart to cheer, Oh, hear the voice of Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

Your many sins are all forgiv'n, Oh, hear the voice of Jesus; Go on your way in peace to heav'n And wear a crown with Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

All glory to the dying Lamb! I now believe in Jesus; I love the blessed Savior's name, I love the name of Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

And when to that bright world above We rise to be with Jesus, We'll sing around the throne of love, His name, the name of Jesus.

Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue; Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

Lord I care not for riches, Neither silver nor gold; I would make sure of heaven, I would enter the fold. In the book of Thy kingdom, With its pages so fair, Tell me Jesus, my Saviour, Is my name written there? 

Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?

Lord, my sins they are many, Like the sands of the sea, But Thy blood, O my Saviour, Is sufficient for me; For thy promise is written, In bright letters that glow, "Tho' your sins be as scarlet, I will make them like snow."

Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?  

Oh! that beautiful city, With its mansions of light, With its glorified beings, In pure garments of white; Where no evil thing cometh To despoil what is fair; Where the angels are watching, Yes, my name's written there.

Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there?

I am coming to Jesus for rest, Rest, such as the purified know; My soul is athirst to be blest. To be washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

In coming, my sin I deplore, My weakness and poverty show; I long to be saved evermore, To be washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

To Jesus I give up my all, Ev'ry treasure and idol I know; For his fullness of blessing I call, Till His blood washes whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

I am trusting in Jesus alone, Trusting now His salvation to know; And His blood doth so fully atone, I am washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

My heart is in raptures of love, Love, such as ransomed ones know; I am strengthened with might from above, I am washed and made whiter than snow.

I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow; I believe Jesus saves, And His blood washes whiter than snow.

What a wonderful change in my life has been wrought, Since Jesus came into my heart;  I have light in my soul for which long I had sought, Since Jesus came into my heart.

Since Jesus came into my heart, Since Jesus came into my heart;  Floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billow roll, Since Jesus came into my heart.

I have ceased from my wand 'ring and going a stray, Since Jesus came into my heart;  And my sins which were many are all washed away, Since Jesus came into my heart.

Since Jesus came into my heart, Since Jesus came into my heart;  Floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billow roll, Since Jesus came into my heart.

I'm possessed of a hope that is steadfast and sure, Since Jesus came into my heart;  And no dark clouds of doubt now my pathway obscure, Since Jesus came into my heart.

Since Jesus came into my heart, Since Jesus came into my heart;  Floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billow roll, Since Jesus came into my heart.

There's a light in the valley of death now for me, Since Jesus came into my heart; And the gates of the city beyond I can see, Since Jesus came into my heart.

Since Jesus came into my heart, Since Jesus came into my heart; Floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billow roll, Since Jesus came into my heart.

I shall go there to dwell in that city I know, Since Jesus came into my heart;  And I'm happy, so happy, as onward I go, Since Jesus came into my heart.

Since Jesus came into my heart, Since Jesus came into my heart;  Floods of joy o'er my soul like the sea billow roll, Since Jesus came into my heart.

Search me, O God, and know my heart today; Try me, O Savior, know my thoughts, I pray:

See if there be some wicked way in me: Cleanse me from ev'ry sin and set me free.

 I praise Thee, Lord, for cleansing me from sin: Fulfill Thy Word and make me pure within;

Fill me with fire, where once I burned wih shame: Grant my desire to magnify Thy name. 

Lord, take my life, and make it wholly Thine: Fill my poor heart with Thy great love devine;

Take all my will, my passion, self and pride; I now surrender: Lord, in me abide.

O Holy Ghost, revival comes from Thee: Send a revival all start the work in me:

Thy Word declares Thou wilt supply our need: For blessing now, O Lord, I humbly plead.

Tho' we may not know the moment when our blessed Lord shall come

To receive us to mansions overthere,

Yet we know 'twill not be long before

He takes His loved ones home,

And we're caught up to meet Him in the air.

We'll be caught up to meet Him in the air,

We'll be caught up His blessedness to share;

Very soon He will come To take his people home

Caught up to meet Him in the air.

There are times when we are called to wade thro' waters deep and wide,

And the sorrows of Christ Himself to share;

We remember He has promised to be ever at our side,

Till we're caught up to meet Himin the air.

We'll be caught up to meet Him in the air,

We'll be caught up His blessedness to share;

Very soon He will come To take his people home

Caught up to meet Him in the air.

Then eternal years in glory with our Savior we will spend;

O we long for that morning bright and fair!

When the days of our sojourning and our pilbrimage shall end,

We'll be caught up to meet Him in the air.

We'll be caught up to meet Him in the air,

We'll be caught up His blessedness to share;

Very soon He will come To take his people home

Caught up to meet Him in the air.

Thou, my everlasting portion, More than friend or life to me,

All along my pilgrim journey, Savior, let me walk with Thee.

Close to Thee, close to Thee, Close to Thee, close to Thee;

All along my pilgrim journey, Savior, let me walk with Thee.

Not for ease or worldly pleasure, Nor for fame my prayer shall be;

Gladly will I toil and suffer, Only let me walk with Thee.

Close to Thee, close to Thee, Close to Thee, close to Thee,

Gladly will I toil and suffer, Onl let me walk with Thee. 

Lead me thro' the vale of shadows, Bear me o'er life's fitful sea;

Then the gare of life eternal May I enter, Lord with Thee.

Close to Thee, close to Thee, Close to Thee, close to Thee;

Then the gate of life enternal May I enter, Lord with Thee.

Are you trusting Jesus, All along the way?

Does He grow more precious to you heart each day?

Are you His disciple? Test His Word and see,

He will give the Spirit more abundantly,

More abundantly, More abundantly,

That they might have life And more abundantly;

More abundantly, More Abundantly,

That they might have life and more abundantly.

For His matchelss favor Magnify the name

Of our gracious Savior Who from glory came;

Let the saints adore Him for this wonderous Word

Sealing our redemption thro' the crimson flood.

More abundantly, More abundantly,

That they might have life And more abundantly;

More abundantly, More Abundantly,

That they might have life and more abundantly.

Come to Him believing, Hearken to His call;

All from Him receiving, Yield to Him your all;

Jesus will accept you when to Him you flee;

He will grant His blessing more abundantly.

More abundantly, More abundantly,

That they might have life And more abundantly;

More abundantly, More Abundantly,

That they might have life and more abundantly.

Wonderful story of love; Tell it to me again; Wonderful story of love; Wake the immortal strain! Angels with rapture announce it, Shepherds with wonder receive it; Sinner, O wont you believe it? Wonderful story of love.

Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful story of love!

Wonderful story of love; Tho' you are far away; Wonderful story of love; Still He doth call today; Calling from Calvary's mountain, Down from the crystal bright fountain, E'en from the dawn of creation, Wonderful story of love.

Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful story of love!

Wonderful story of love; Jesus provides a rest; Wonderful story of love; For all the pure and blest, Rest in those mansions above us, With those who've gone on before us, Singing the rapturous chorus, Wonderful story of love.

Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful story of love! 

I have a song I love to sing, Since i have been redeemed, Of my Redeemer, Savior, King, Since I have been redeemed.  

Since I have been redeemed, Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in His name; Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in my Savior's name.

I have a Christ that satisfies, Since I have been redeemed, To do His will my highest prize, Since I have been redeemed.

Since I have been redeemed, Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in His name; Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in my Savior's name.

I have a witness bright and clear, Since I have been redeemed, Dispelling ev'ry doubt and fear, Since I have been redeemed.

Since I have been redeemed, Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in His name; Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in my Savior's name.

I have a home prepared for me, Since I have been redeemed, Where I shall dwell eternally, Since I have been redeemed.

Since I have been redeemed, Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in His name; Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in my Savior's name.

"Ye are not your own, Ye are bought with a price," Bought with the precious blood of Jesus, Not with pagan blood nor with the price of gold, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

I've been bought, purchas'd by His blood, As a Lamb without blemish, Redeemed to God, I am not my own, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

O the precious blood Price of ransom for my soul, Bought with the precious blood of Jesus. Now its crimson tide makes and keeps me fully whole, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

I've been bought, purchas'd by His blood, As a Lamb without blemish, Redeemed to God, I am not my own, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

Hear the speaking blood As it pleads for you and me, Bought with the precious blood of Jesus. How can we in sin longer live when once made free, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

I've been bought, purchas'd by His blood, As a Lamb without blemish, Redeemed to God, I am not my own, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

There are millions still, Who are waiting for this word, Bought with the precious blood of Jesus, Christ redeemed them too when He shed His precious blood, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

I've been bought, purchas'd by His blood, As a Lamb without blemish, Redeemed to God, I am not my own, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

Jesus is my Saviour, I shall not be moved; In His love and favor, I shall not be moved, Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.

I shall not be, I shall not be moved; I shall not be, I shall not be moved; Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.  

In my Christ abiding, I shall not be moved; In His love I'm hiding, I shall not be moved, Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.

I shall not be, I shall not be moved; I shall not be, I shall not be moved; Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.  

If I trust Him ever, I shall not be moved; He will fail me never, I shall not be moved, Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.

I shall not be, I shall not be moved; I shall not be, I shall not be moved; Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.  

On His word I'm feeding, I shall not be moved; He's the One that's leading, I shall not be moved, Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.

I shall not be, I shall not be moved; I shall not be, I shall not be moved; Just like a tree that's planted by the waters, Lord, I shall not be moved.  

I've seen the light'ning flashing, And heard the thunder roll; I've felt sin's breakers dashing, Trying to conquer my soul; I've heard the voice of my Savior, Telling me still to fight on; He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone.

No, never alone! No never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone; No, never alone! No, never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone. 

The world's fierce winds are blowing Temptations sharp and keen; I feel a peace in knowing My Savior stands between; He stands to shield me from danger, When earthly friends are gone; He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone.

No, never alone! No never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone; No, never alone! No, never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone. 

When in affliction's valley I'm treading the road of care; My Savior helps me to carry My cross when heavy to bear; My feet, entangled with briars Ready to cast me down, My Savior whispers His promise, "I never will leave thee alone." 

No, never alone! No never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone; No, never alone! No, never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone. 

He died for me on the mountain, For me they pierced His side; For me He opened the fountain, The crimson, cleansing tide; For me He's waiting in glory, Seated upon His throne; He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone.

No, never alone! No never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone; No, never alone! No, never alone! He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone. 

There's a blessed time that's coming, coming soon, It may be evening, morning or at noon, The wedding of the bride, united with the groom, We shall see the King when He comes.

We shall see the King, We shall see the King, We shall see the King when He comes; He is coming in pow'r, we'll hail the blessed hour, We shall see the King when He comes. 

Are you ready should the Savior call today? Would Jesus say, "well done," or "Go away?" My home is for the pure, the vile can never stay, We shall see the King when He comes.

We shall see the King, We shall see the King, We shall see the King when He comes; He is coming in pow'r, we'll hail the blessed hour, We shall see the King when He comes. 

Oh, my brother,are you ready for the call? To crown your Savior King and Lord of all? The kingdoms of this world shall soon before Him fall, We shall see the King when He comes.

We shall see the King, We shall see the King, We shall see the King when He comes; He is coming in pow'r, we'll hail the blessed hour, We shall see the King when He comes. 

There's coming a wonderful, wonderful day, Its glory has never been known; When free from our burdens we're going away, As Jesus returns for His own. 

When Jesus returns for His own, And carries us up to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own.

Then those who have suffered and toiled for His name, Tho' hated, rejected, unknown, No longer shall suffer the world's scorn and shame, When Jesus returns for His own.

When Jesus returns for His own, And carries us up to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own.

Triumphant they'll rise with their Lord in the air, And sit with Him soon on His throne, While those who once ridiculed weep in despair, When Jesus returns for His own.

When Jesus returns for His own, And carries us up to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own.

No longer we'll think of the trials down here, The days when we suffered alone, For God's loving hand wipes away ev'ry tear, When Jesus returns for His own.

When Jesus returns for His own, And carries us up to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own.

Then let us be faithful e'en down unto death, Nor ever our troubles bemoan, But render Him praise and rejoice full of faith, That we may be counted His own.

When Jesus returns for His own, And carries us up to His throne; There'll be no more sadness, But all will be gladness, When Jesus returns for His own. 

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel'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.

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.

Thou dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow'r, Till all the ransomed church of God Are saved, to sin no more, Are saved, to sin no more, Are saved, to sin no more, Till all the ransomed church of God Are saved, to sin no more.

For 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.

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing The pow'rto save, When this poor lisping, stammring tongue Lies silent in the grave.  Lies silent in the grave,Lies silent in the grave;  When this poor lisping, stamm'ringtongue Lies silent in the grave.

Oh, what wanders peace and gladness fills and thrills the human heart, when the Holy Ghost abides; when the stream of salvation purity to us Imports, when the Holy Ghost abides.

When the Holy Ghost abides, when the Holy Ghost abides;  Streams of full salvation flow, and the heart is all a glow when the Holy Ghost abides.

No desires for worldly pleasure, no pursuit of earthly fame, Whe the Holy Ghost abides;  All the dross of sin's pollution purged a way with holy flame, When the Holy Ghost abides.

When the Holy Ghost abides, when the Holy Ghost abides;  Streams of full salvation flow, and the heart is all a glow when the Holy Ghost abides.

No more stumbling, no more falling, but established we will be When the Holy Ghost abides;  No more anger nor self seeking, from all sin we are made free, When the Holy Ghost abides.

When the Holy Ghost abides, when the Holy Ghost abides;  Streams of full salvation flow, and the heart is all a glow when the Holy Ghost abides.

Are there crosses too heavy to carry, And burdens too heavy to bear, Are there heart aches and tears and anguish And no one who seems to care?

Standing somewhere in the shadows you'll find Jesus, He's the Friend who always cares and understands.  Standing somewhere in the shadows you will find Him And you'll know Him by the nail prints in His hands.

Are there shadows of deep disappointment And trust that have proven untrue;  Has the darkness of night settled round you, Has your hope and your faith wavered too?

Standing somewhere in the shadows you'll find Jesus, He's the Friend who always cares and understands.  Standing somewhere in the shadows you will find Him And you'll know Him by the nail prints in His hands.

Has the storm overshadowed your sunshine, And life lost attraction for you, Have the dreams that you cherished been broken, Is your soul filled with bitterness too?

Standing somewhere in the shadows you'll find Jesus, He's the Friend who always cares and understands.  Standing somewhere in the shadows you will find Him And you'll know Him by the nail prints in His hands.

I've reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine;  Here shies undimmed one blissful day, For all my night has passed away.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land.  As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heav', my home for evermore!

My Savior comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we;  He gently leads me by the hand, For this is heaven's border land.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land.  As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heav', my home for evermore!

A sweet perfume upon the breeze Is borne from eververnal trees, And flow'rs, that never fading grow, Where streams of life forever flow.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land.  As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heav', my home for evermore!

The zephyrs seem to float to me, Sweet sounds of heaven's melody, As angels with the white robed throng Join in the sweet Redemption song.

To Jesus ev'ry day I find my heart is closer drawn; He's fairer than the glory of the gold and purple dawn; He's all my fancy pictures in it fairest dreams, and more; Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before, 

The half cannot be fancied this side the golden shore; Oh, there He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before. 

His glory broke upon me when I saw Him from afar; He's fairer than the lily, brighter than the morning star; He fills and satisfies my longing spirit o'er and o'er; Each day He grows still sweetter than He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied this side the golden shore; Oh, there He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before. 

My heart is sometimes heavy, but He comes with sweet relief; He folds me to His bosom when I droo with blighting grief; I love the Christ who all my burdens in His body bore; Each day He grows still sweeter that He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied this side the golden shore; Oh, there He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before. 

I was straying when Christ found me In the night so dark and cold; Tenderly His arm went round me And He bore me to His fold.

Precious hiding place, Precious hiding place, In the shelter of His love; Not a doubt or fear, Since my Lord is near, And I'm sheltered in His love.

With His nail-scarred hands He bro't me To the shelter of His love; Of His grace and will He taught me, And of heav'n-ly rest above.

Precious hiding place, Precious hiding place, In the shelter of His love; Not a doubt or fear, Since my Lord is near, And I'm sheltered in His love.

Tho' the night be dark around me, I am safe, for He is near; Never shall my foes confound me, While the Savior's voice I hear. 

Precious hiding place, Precious hiding place, In the shelter of His love; Not a doubt or fear, Since my Lord is near, And I'm sheltered in His love.

If when you give the best of your service, Telling the world that the Saviour is come; Be not dismayed when men don't believe you, He understands; He'll say "Well done."

Oh, when I come to the end of my journey, Weary of life and the battle is won; Car'ing the staff and the cross of redemption, He'll understand and say "Well done.

Misunderstood, the Saviour of sinners, Hung on the cross; He was God's only Son; Oh! hear Him call His father in heaven, "Let not my will, but Thine be done."

Oh, when I come to the end of my journey, Weary of life and the battle is won; Car'ing the staff and the cross of redemption, He'll understand and say "Well done. "

If when this life of labor is ended, And the reward; of the race you have run; Oh! take the sweet rest prepared for faithful, Will be His blest, and final, "Well done."

Oh, when I come to the end of my journey, Weary of life and the battle is won; Car'ing the staff and the cross of redemption, He'll understand and say "Well done. "

But if you try and fail in your trying, Hands sore and scarred from the work you've begun; Take up your cross, run quickly to meet Him, He'll understand, He'll say, "Well done."

Oh, when I come to the end of my journey, Weary of life and the battle is won; Car'ing the staff and the cross of redemption, He'll understand and say "Well done. "

He leadeth me! O blessed tho't! O words with heav'nly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. 

He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 

Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters still, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me!

He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 

Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine, Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me! 

He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 

And when my task  on earth is done, When, by Thy grace, the victry's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God thro' Jordan leadeth me.

He leadeth me, He leadeth me, By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 

When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore, And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there. 

When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there. 

On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise, And the glory of His resurrection share; When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies, And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there. 

Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care; Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there. 

When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.   

If I walk in the pathway of duty, If I work till the close of the day; I shall see the great King in His beauty When I've gone the last mile of the way.

When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me When I've gone the last mile of the way.

If for Christ I proclaim the glad story, If I seek for His sheep gone astray; I am sure He will show me His glory When I've gone the last mile of the way.

When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me When I've gone the last mile of the way.

Here the dearest of ties we must sever, Tears of sorrow are seen ev'ry day; But no sickness, no sighing forever When I've gone the last mile of the way.

When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me When I've gone the last mile of the way.

And if here I have earnestly striven And have tried all His will to obey; "Twill enhance all the rapture of heaven When I've gone the last mile of the way.

When I've gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me When I've gone the last mile of the way.

Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word; Dearer far than any message man ever heard; Pure was the mind of Christ, Sinless I see; He the great example is and pattern for me.

Where He leads I'll follow, Follow all the way; Where He leads I'll follow, Follow Jesus ev'ry day.

Sweet is the tender love Jesus hath shown, Sweeter far than any love that mortals have known; Kind to the erring one, Faithful is He; He the great example is, and pattern for me.

Where He leads I'll follow, Follow all the way; Where He leads I'll follow, Follow Jesus ev'ry day.

List to His loving words, "Come unto Me!!" Weary, heavy-laden, there is sweet rest for thee; Trust in His promises, Faithful and sure; Lean upon the Savior, and thy soul is secure.

Where He leads I'll follow, Follow all the way; Where He leads I'll follow, Follow Jesus ev'ry day.  

I wonder, have I giv'n my best to Jesus Who died upon the cruel tree? To think of His great sacrifice at Calv'ry, I know my Lord expects the best from me.

How many are the lost that I have lifted? How many are the chained I've helped to free? I wonder, have I done my best for Jesus, When He has done so much for me?

The hours that I have wasted are so many, The hours I've spent for Christ so few. Because of all my lack of love for Jesus, I wonder if His heart is breaking too?

How many are the lost that I have lifted? How many are the chained I've helped to free? I wonder, have I done my best for Jesus, When He has done so much for me?

I wonder have I cared enough for others, Or have I let them die alone? I might have helped a wand'rer to the Saviour; The seed of precious Life I might have sown.

How many are the lost that I have lifted? How many are the chained I've helped to free? I wonder, have I done my best for Jesus, When He has done so much for me?

No longer will I stay within the valley, I'll climb to mountain heights above; The world is dying now for want of someone To tell them of the Saviour's matchless love.

How many are the lost that I have lifted? How many are the chained I've helped to free? I wonder, have I done my best for Jesus, When He has done so much for me?

There flows from Calvary a stream For ev'ry sinner's pain, And he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never thirst again. 

What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again; What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again, For he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never thirst again. 

Earth's fountains fair but mock our souls, Like desert phantoms lure, And they that drink the fainter grow, The keener thirst endure.

What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again; What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again, For he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never thirst again. 

This stream from Calvary still flows, To bless and cleanse and heal, And he that drinketh, Jesus said, New life and rest shall feel.

What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again; What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again, For he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never thirst again. 

Oh, blessed stream of pure delight! Oh, balm for ev'ry pain! To thee I haste, for Jesus said, I'll never thirst again.

What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again; What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again, For he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never thirst again.  

We are never, never weary of the grand old song; Glory to God Hallelujah! We can sing it loud as ever, with our faith more strong: Glory to God, hallelujah!

O, the children of the Lord have a right to shout and sing, For the way is growing bright and our souls are on the wing; We are going by and by to the palace of a King! Glory to God, hallelujah!

We are lost amid the rapture of redeeming love; Glory to God hallelujah! We are rising on its pinions to the hills above: Glory to God, hallelujah!

O, the children of the Lord have a right to shout and sing, For the way is growing bright and our souls are on the wing; We are going by and by to the palace of a King! Glory to God, hallelujah!

We are going to a palace that is built of gold; Glory to God, hallelujah! Where the King in all His splendor we shall soon behold: Glory to God, hallelujah!

O, the children of the Lord have a right to shout and sing, For the way is growing bright and our souls are on the wing; We are going by and by to the palace of a King! Glory to God, hallelujah!

There we'll shout redeeming mercy in a glad, new song; Glory to God, hallelujah! There we'll sing the praise of Jesus with the blood-washed throng: Glory to God, hallelujah!

O, the children of the Lord have a right to shout and sing, For the way is growing bright and our souls are on the wing; We are going by and by to the palace of a King! Glory to God, hallelujah! 

To me the Holy Ghost is giv'n, An earnest of the joys of heav'n; Since He has taken full control, I've Pentecost in my soul. 

I've Pentecost in my soul, I've Pentecost in my soul; The Spirit has come, has come to abide; I've Pentecost in my soul.

The Spirit dwells my heart within And breaks the pow'r of pardoned sin; Tho' o'er my head dark clouds may roll, I've Pentecost in my soul. 

I've Pentecost in my soul, I've Pentecost in my soul; The Spirit has come, has come to abide; I've Pentecost in my soul.

O holy rest! O peace sublime! He reigns within me all the time; He purifies and makes me whole-- I've Pentecost in my soul.

I've Pentecost in my soul, I've Pentecost in my soul; The Spirit has come, has come to abide; I've Pentecost in my soul.

Then seek this Gift without delay, Receive the Holy Ghost today; Yield all to His benign control, Let Pentecost fill your soul! O yes!

I've Pentecost in my soul, I've Pentecost in my soul; The Spirit has come, has come to abide; I've Pentecost in my soul.

There's a peace in my heart that the world never gave, A peace it can not take away; Tho' the trials of life may surround like a cloud, I've a peace that has come there to stay!

Constantly abiding, Jesus is mine; Constanty abiding, rapture divine; He never leaves me lonely, whispers, O so kind: " I will never leave thee," Jesus is mine. 

All the world seemed to sing of a Savior and King, When peace sweetly came to my heart; Troubles all fled away and my night turned to day, Blessed Jesus, how glorious Thou art!

Constantly abiding, Jesus is mine; Constanty abiding, rapture divine; He never leaves me lonely, whispers, O so kind: " I will never leave thee," Jesus is mine. 

This treasure I have in a temple of clay, While here on His footstool I roam; But He's coming to take me some glorious day, Over there to my heavenly home!

Constantly abiding, Jesus is mine; Constanty abiding, rapture divine; He never leaves me lonely, whispers, O so kind: " I will never leave thee," Jesus is mine. 

I have tried to count His blessings, and I fail to understand Why the Lord should so richly reward; Could I count the stars of heaven, add to them earth's grains of sand, Still His blessings are more, praise the Lord!

And the end is not yet, praise the Lord, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord; Blessings new He's still bestowing, And my cup is overflowing, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord!

Like an army I behold them pass before me in review, O what joy doth the right now afford! Tho' they may be long in passing, still they come, battallions new, And the end is not  yet, praise the Lord!

And the end is not yet, praise the Lord, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord; Blessings new He's still bestowing, And my cup is overflowing, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord!

Surely goodness, love and mercy have been mine along life's way. And my weak heart to strength is restored, And my cup of joy and gladness keeps o'erflowing, day by day, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord!

And the end is not yet, praise the Lord, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord; Blessings new He's still bestowing, And my cup is overflowing, And the end is not yet, praise the Lord!

I have a song that Jesus gave me, It was sent from heav'n above; There never was a sweeter melody, 'Tis a melody of love.

In my heart there rings a melody. There rings a melody with heaven's harmony; In my heart there rings a melody; There rings a melody of love.

I love the Christ who died on Calv'ry, For He washed my sins away; He put within my heart a melody, And I know it's there to stay.

In my heart there rings a melody. There rings a melody with heaven's harmony; In my heart there rings a melody; There rings a melody of love.

'Twill be my endless theme in glory, With the angels I will sing; 'Twill be a song with glorious harmony, When the courts of heaven ring.

In my heart there rings a melody. There rings a melody with heaven's harmony; In my heart there rings a melody; There rings a melody of love.

Blessed be the fountain of blood, To a world of sinners revealed; Blessed be the dear Son of God: Only by His stripes we are healed. Tho' I've wandered far from His fold, Bringing to my heart pain and woe, Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow; Wash me in the blood of Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Thorny was the crown that He wore, And the cross His body o'ercame; Grievous were the sorrows He bore, But He suffered thus not in vain. May I to that fountain be led, Made to cleanse my sins here below; Wash me in the blood that He shed, And I shall be whiter than snow. 

Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow; Wash me in the blood of Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Father, I have wandered from Thee, Often has my heart gone astray; Crimson do my sins seem to me---  water cannot wash them away. Jesus, to that fountain of Thine, Leaning on Thy promise, I go; Cleanse me by Thy washing divine, And I shall be whiter than snow.

Whiter than the snow, Whiter than the snow; Wash me in the blood of Lamb, And I shall be whiter than snow.

"Worthy is the Lamb," the hosts of heaven sing, As before the throne they make His praises ring; "Worthy is the Lamb the book to open wide, Worthy is the Lamb who once was crucified."

Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh, this bleeding Lamb, Oh, this dying Lamb, He was found worthy; Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh this bleeding Lamb, Oh this dying Lamb, He was found worthy.

Worthy is the Lamb who shed His precious blood To restore a world to happiness and God; "When no eye could pity and no arm could save," Jesus, for our ransom, Himself freely gave.  

Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh, this bleeding Lamb, Oh, this dying Lamb, He was found worthy; Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh this bleeding Lamb, Oh this dying Lamb, He was found worthy.

Worthy is the Lamb, the bleeding sacrifice Who for Adam's race paid such a fearful price; Worthy is the Lamb, the Paschal Lamb of God, For the world received "Redemption thro' His blood."

Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh, this bleeding Lamb, Oh, this dying Lamb, He was found worthy ; Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh this bleeding Lamb, Oh this dying Lamb, He was found worthy.

"Worthy is the Lamb," let men and angels sing, "Worthy is the Lamb," let hallelujah's ring; And when life is past, upon the golden shore, "Worthy is the Lamb," we'll shout forevermore.

Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh, this bleeding Lamb, Oh, this dying Lamb, He was found worthy; Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh this bleeding Lamb, Oh this dying Lamb, He was found worthy.

Jesus Christ the Lord opened up the way to glory When He died to save us from our ruined state, And He asks that we shall go tell the world the story, How His blood will save them from their awful fate.

Jesus opened up the way to heaven's gate When He died on the cross, To redeem all the lost; He prepared the road that leads To His abode, 'Tis a road marked by blood But it leads us home to God.

And the way is marked by the footprints of the Savior, With His blood He made it, made it plain and straight; If you walk that way, It will lead you into heaven, Lead you safely into glory's golden gate.

Jesus opened up the way to heaven's gate When He died on the cross, To redeem all the lost; He prepared the road that leads To His abode, 'Tis a road marked by blood But it leads us home to God.

Sinner, will you come and join in this heav'nly journey, Walk the bloody pathway that the Savior trod; Then when life is over and all the sheaves are garnered, You will meet the Savior and be not afraid.

Jesus opened up the way to heaven's gate When He died on the cross, To redeem all the lost; He prepared the road that leads To His abode, 'Tis a road marked by blood But it leads us home to God.