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Merciful to Me
04:24
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With broken heart and contrite sigh,
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry;
Your pardoning grace is rich and free;
O God! be merciful to me.
I beat upon my troubled breast,
With deep and conscious guilt oppressed:
Christ and His Cross my only plea;
O God! be merciful to me.
Chorus:
And when, redeemed from sin and hell,
With all the ransomed saints I dwell,
My raptured song will ever be,
God has been merciful to me.
Far off I stand with tear-stained eyes,
I dare not lift them to the skies;
My deepest anguish You can see;
O God! be merciful to me.
No pious deeds or things I own,
Can for a single sin atone;
To Calvary alone I flee;
O God! be merciful to me.
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There is no greater portrait
Of love and sacrifice
Than Jesus leaving glory
And laying down His life.
When I look on the sufferings
My Savior chose to bear,
It fills my heart with sorrow
To think I put Him there.
He ran the race before Him
Though it was filled with pain,
And walked the road to glory
In agony and shame.
Then for the joy before Him,
He chose to bear the cross,
Pursued His Father’s pleasure
And counted all else loss.
The Son of Man was lifted
Before creation’s eyes;
Was mocked and scorned by soldiers,
By kings and priests despised.
But now the Son is risen,
Ascended to the skies.
By angels He is worshipped;
By nations glorified.
O Savior, let this sinner
Be ransomed by the flood
Of mercy and forgiveness
Abundant in Your blood.
O Lord, be my salvation,
Your Holy Spirit send
To change my heart and cause me
To love You to the end.
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Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shalt 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!
Man may trouble and distress me,
‘Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heav’n will bring me sweeter rest.
O ‘tis not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me;
O ‘twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
Hasten 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 me there.
Soon shall close my earthly mission,
Swift shall pass my pilgrim days,
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
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O Jesus
04:02
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There is a name I love to hear,
I love to speak its worth;
It sounds like music to my ear,
The sweetest name on earth.
It tells me of a Savior’s love,
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of His precious blood,
The sinner’s perfect plea.
Chorus:
O Jesus, the name I love and hold most dear;
O Jesus, the name I trust and gladly share.
O Jesus, O Jesus!
It tells of One Whose loving heart
Can feel my deepest woe;
Who in my sorrow bears a part
That none can bear below.
It bids my trembling heart rejoice,
It dries each rising tear;
It tells me in a still, small voice
To trust and never fear.
This name shall lift my spirit still
Along my pilgrim road,
And bless me as I climb the hill
That leads me up to God.
And there with all the blood-bought saints,
From sin and sorrow free,
This precious name I’ll ever praise
For all His love to me.
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O God the Holy Spirit
03:50
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Verse 1:
O God the Holy Spirit,
Eternal one of three,
My comforter and teacher,
Be merciful to me.
You hovered over chaos
The land and sea to part
So manifest Your power
To calm my restless heart.
Verse 2:
O God the Holy Spirit,
Direct me to the cross
Where I can see the suff’ring
My waywardness has cost.
In Jesus’ death please show me
The power of my sin
And by His life convince me
This battle He will win.
Verse 3:
O God the Holy Spirit,
Put Jesus on display:
Remind me how my Savior
Took all my guilt away.
My sins were all forgiven
And satisfaction made;
Atonement was completed,
My captive soul was saved.
Verse 4:
O God the Holy Spirit,
Come deepen and impart
These saving, loving lessons
Upon my desp’rate heart
That I might loathe my evil
And flee from Satan’s snares
Then run to my Redeemer
And cast on Him my cares.
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So I Will Come
04:39
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Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God,
Wounded and dying, bathed in blood!
Behold His side, and venture near,
The well of endless life is here.
Here I forget my cares and pains
And find a drink whose pow’r remains;
Only the fountain-head above
Can satisfy the thirst of love.
Chorus:
So I will come and view the cross
Where mercy answered righteousness;
The spotless Lamb of God was slain
For this unworthy, helpless sinner’s gain!
His thorns and nails pierce through my heart,
In ev’ry groan I bear a part;
I view His wounds with streaming eyes:
But see! He bows His head and dies!
Oh that I thus could always feel!
Lord, more and more Your love reveal!
Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim
The grace and glory of Your name.
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Jesus, Lover of My Soul
04:23
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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 Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
O, receive my soul at last!
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:
My trust on Thee is stayed;
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing,
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.
Holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness,
False, and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within.
Fountain of life Thou art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity,
Rise to all eternity.
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The River
04:33
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Beneath the feet of man I find
A stream of filth and sin
That springs from ev’ry heart and mind
From fountains deep within.
Oh, who can know its true expanse
When hearts remain unseen?
What tide can stem its dark advance,
What pow’r can make it clean?
But from the sacred throne of God
I see a river rise;
The streams are peace and pard’ning blood
Descending from the skies.
Angelic minds can ne’er explore
This deep, unfathomed sea;
‘Tis void of bottom, brim, or shore,
And lost in deity.
Chorus:
I stand amazed to see
This river rising
That carries down to me
Your grace surprising–
That sacred flood from Jesus’ veins,
It washes all my guilty stains.
Free to the sinner dead to God
Who sought the road to hell,
That trampled on the Savior’s blood
On whom his sentence fell.
But at the river’s source I see
The Lamb upon His throne;
For those who slew Him now He pleads
And calls them as His own.
Bridge:
Sov’reign grace and man’s free will
Shall not divide the throne;
For man’s a fallen sinner still
And Christ shall reign alone!
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Glory Is Certain
03:47
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My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here,
Then why do I worry when trials are near!
Be hushed my dark spirit, the worst that can come
But shortens your journey, and hastens you home.
Chorus:
I have died to this world, and am hidden with Christ
So my mind will be set on this:
Glory is certain, for Christ is in me,
Glory is certain, for Christ is in me.
I dare not be seeking my comfort and bliss,
Or building my hopes in a place such as this;
I look for the city God promised and built,
Where Jesus has banished my sin and its guilt.
Afflictions may press me but cannot destroy,
One glimpse of His love turns them all into joy;
The tears of a lifetime will vanish away
When He stoops to dry them on that coming day.
So let Satan’s army assail me full force;
Their plans cannot help but to steady my course.
Come joys or come sorrows, whate’er may befall
An hour with my Savior will sweeten them all.
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There is no sin that I have done
That has such height and breadth
It can’t be washed in Jesus’ blood
Or covered by His death.
There is no spot that still remains,
No cause to hide my face,
For He has stooped to wash me clean
And covered me with grace.
There is no wrath that I will know,
No wormwood and no gall;
For though such wounds and grief I earned
My Savior bore them all.
There is no work that I must add
To stand before His throne.
I only plead His life and death
Sufficient on their own.
There is no love that I desire
But Jesus’ warm embrace.
While now I know His love by faith
I long to see His face.
There is no song that I will sing,
No melody but this,
That my Beloved, He is mine,
For He has made me His.
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O Weary Saint
02:55
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O weary saint cast down,
Who mourns in barren field,
Whose heart and flesh now fail
And naught but weeping yield–
When fears increase as life departs,
Where is the balm for broken hearts?
The weary Savior died
And in the grave was sown
To bear the wrath of God
For sin though not His own
Then He arose from where He lay,
The firstfruits of the harvest day.
O weary saint look up
For from the barren field
Will rise, in Christ, His own
With heart and flesh then healed.
Our hope is this, that death is gain,
Our tears and sighs will not remain.
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Begone, Unbelief!
04:09
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Begone, unbelief, my Savior is near,
And for my relief will surely appear;
By prayer let me wrestle, and He will perform;
With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.
Though dark be my way, since He is my Guide,
‘Tis mine to obey, ’tis His to provide;
Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail,
The word He has spoken shall surely prevail.
Chorus:
Begone, unbelief! My Savior is near.
And for my relief will surely appear.
His love in time past forbids me to think
He’ll leave me at last in trouble to sink;
Each time He has helped me lies clearly in view,
Designed to assure me He’ll pilot me through.
Since all that I meet shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet, the medicine food;
Though painful at present, ’twill cease before long,
And then, O how pleasant, the conqueror’s song!
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Majestic Sweetness
05:20
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Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Savior’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o’erflow.
Behold the beauties of His face
And on His glories dwell;
Regard the wonders of His grace
And all His triumphs tell.
He saw me plunged in deep distress
And flew to my relief;
For me He bore the shameful cross
And carried all my grief.
To Him I owe my life and breath
And all the joys I have;
He makes me triumph over death
And saves me from the grave.
No mortal can with Him compare
Among the sons of men;
So fairer He than all the fair
Who fill the heav’nly train.
Oh may this sweet and joyful theme
Fill ev’ry heart and tongue
Till strangers love His precious name
And join our sacred song.
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Hymnicity Nashville, Tennessee
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