Oh Worship the King

Text: Robert Grant
Music: Lyons, attributed to Johann M. Haydn; arranged by William Gardiner

Copyright: Public Domain

Main subject: Worship

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               1. O worship the King, all glorious above,
                  O gratefully sing His power and His love;
                  Our shield and defender, the Ancient of Days,
                  Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.
                  O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,
                  Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space,
                  His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
                  And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.
                  The earth with its store of wonders untold,
                  Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old;
                  Established it fast by a changeless decree,
                  And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.
                  Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
                  It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
                  It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
                  And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.
                  Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
                  In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;
                  Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
                  Our maker, defender, redeemer, and friend.
                  O measureless might! Ineffable love!
                  While angels delight to worship Thee above,
                  The humbler creation, though feeble their lays,
                  With true adoration shall all sing Thy praise.

Rise Up, O Men of God!

Text: William P. Merril
Music: William H. Walter

Copyright: Public Domain

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            1. 1. Rise up, O men of God!
                  Have done with lesser things.
                  Give heart and mind and soul and strength
                  to serve the King of kings.
                  
                  Rise up, O men of God!
                  The kingdom tarries long.
                  Bring in the day of brotherhood
                  and end the night of wrong.
                  
                  Rise up, O men of God!
                  The church for you doth wait,
                  her strength unequal to her task;
                  rise up, and make her great!
                  
                  Lift high the cross of Christ!
                  Tread where his feet have trod.
                  As brothers of the Son of Man,
                  rise up, O men of God!

Let the Lower Lights be Burning

Text: Philip P. Bliss

Copyright: Public Domain

Main subject: Light

Scripture: Philippians 2:15; Luke 12:35

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               1. Brightly beams our Father’s mercy,
                  From His lighthouse evermore,
                  But to us He gives the keeping
                  Of the lights along the shore.
                  • Refrain:
                    Let the lower lights be burning!
                    Send a gleam across the wave!
                    Some poor struggling, fainting seaman
                    You may rescue, you may save.
               2. Dark the night of sin has settled,
                  Loud the angry billows roar;
                  Eager eyes are watching, longing,
                  For the lights along the shore.
               3. Trim your feeble lamp, my brother;
                  Some poor sailor, tempest-tossed,
                  Trying now to make the harbor,
                  In the darkness may be lost.

Great Is Thy Faithfulness

Text: Thomas O. Chisholm

Music: William M. Runyan

Copyright:  © 1923 renewed 1951 Hope Publishing Co., Carol Stream, IL 60188
Main subject: Praise, Faithfulness
Scripture: Lamentations 3:22-23

English lyrics to this popular hymn cannot be published here due to copyright restrictions. Details of the copyright statement can be viewed here. A Tagalog translation is presented here instead. The original translator, however, is unknown to this blogger.


O Dios naming Ama laging tapat
Hindi nagbabago sa twi-twina
Namamalagi ang awa’t pagsinta
Ang katapatan Mo’y walang hanggan

CHORUS
Tunay Kang matapat!
Tunay Kang matapat!
Araw-araw aking namamalas
Ang nasa ko ay aking natanggap
Tunay Kang matapat
Hanggang wakas

Tag-ani, tag-ulan at sa tag-araw
B’wan, araw, at bituin kumikinang
Nag-aawitan na may kasiyahan
Katapatan Mo O Dios ay tunay

Kapatawaran at kapayapaan
Mga pangako Mong umakbay
Ang pag-asa’t lakas ay sumisilang
Ang lahat na ito’y kaloob lamang

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How Great Thou Art

Text: Carl Boberg in Swedish
Translated into English by Stuart K. Hine

Copyright: Original copyright owned by Suart K. Hine, 1941. Renewed 1981 by Manna Music, Inc. ARR UBP of Manna Music, Inc. (35255 Brooten Road, Pacific City OR 97135)

Main subject: Praise

Scripture: Psalm 8

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Refrain:
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze:
(Repeat Refrain.)

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin:
(Repeat Refrain.)

When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!
(Repeat Refrain.)

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The Lily of the Valley

Music: Charles W. Fry

Copyright: Public Domain

Main subject: Jesus/Saviour

Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:1

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                  1. I have found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me,
                     He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
                     The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
                     All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
                     In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay;
                     He tells me every care on Him to roll.
                     • Refrain:
                       He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
                       He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
                  2. He all my grief has taken, and all my sorrows borne;
                     In temptation He’s my strong and mighty tow’r;
                     I have all for Him forsaken, and all my idols torn
                     From my heart and now He keeps me by His pow’r.
                     Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore,
                     Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal.
                  3. He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
                     While I live by faith and do His blessed will;
                     A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear,
                     From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
                     Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessed face,
                     Where rivers of delight shall ever roll.

Amazing Grace

Music: John Newton

Copyright: Public Domain

Main subject: Grace

Scripture: Romans 5:15

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1.     Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
                      That saved a wretch like me!
                      I once was lost, but now am found;
                      Was blind, but now I see.
                  
                      ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
                      And grace my fears relieved;
                      How precious did that grace appear
                      The hour I first believed.
                  
                      Through many dangers, toils and snares,
                      I have already come;
                      ’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
                      And grace will lead me home.
                  
                      The Lord has promised good to me,
                      His Word my hope secures;
                      He will my Shield and Portion be,
                      As long as life endures.
                  
                      Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
                      And mortal life shall cease,
                      I shall possess, within the veil,
                      A life of joy and peace.
                  
                      The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
                      The sun forbear to shine;
                      But God, who called me here below,
                      Will be forever mine.
                  
                      When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
                      Bright shining as the sun,
                      We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
                      Than when we’d first begun.