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Sing Hallelujah, Praise the Lord!
Author: John Swertner Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #13 (1997) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 First Line: Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord! Lyrics: 1 Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord!
Sing with a cheerful voice;
Exalt our God with one accord,
And in His Name rejoice.
Ne'er cease to sing, O ransomed host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
Until in realms of endless light
Your praises shall unite.
2 There we for all eternity
Shall join th'angelic praise;
And songs in perfect harmony
To God, our Savior, raise.
He has redeemed us by His blood,
And made us kings and priests to God;
For us, for us the Lamb was slain!
Praise ye the Lord! Amen.
Topics: Praise the Lord; Adoration and Praise God Our Father; Adoration and Praise Jesus Our Savior Languages: English Tune Title: BECHLER
Sing Hallelujah, Praise the Lord!
Sing Hallelujah, Praise the Lord!
Author: John Swertner Hymnal: Hymns to the Living God #21 (2017) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord!
Sing with a cheerful voice;
exalt our God with one accord,
and in His Name rejoice.
Ne’er cease to sing, O ransomed host,
praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
until in realms of endless light
your praises shall unite.
2 There we to all eternity
shall join th'angelic lays
and sing in perfect harmony
to God our Savior’s praise;
He has redeemed us by His blood,
and made us kings and priests to God;
for us, for us, the Lamb was slain!
Praise ye the Lord! Amen.
Topics: Revelation and Adoration Languages: English Tune Title: BECHLER
Sing Hallelujah, Praise the Lord!
How Blessed Is The Little Flock
Author: N. J. Holm Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #35 (1927) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock,
Whom Jesus calls His own!
He is their Savior and their Rock,
They trust in Him alone;
They walk by faith and hope and love,
But they shall dwell with Him above,
When hope and faith shall pass away,
And love shall last for aye.
2 My Jesus, am I in that band,
And wilt Thou call me Thine?
Do I among the chosen stand
Whose lamps so brightly shine?
Oh, let me not lie down to rest
Till this I know, my Savior blest,
Till I can say, by grace restored:
Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord.
3 And even if with tears it be,
That this to Thee I say,
Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me
And wipe my tears away;
Yea, when but Thou who all dost know
In me canst find Thy love below
And own me Thine, then well is me,
My all I have in Thee. Topics: Closing Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: [How blessed is the little flock]
How Blessed Is The Little Flock
How Blessed Is The Little Flock
Author: N. J. Holm Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #35 (1928) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock,
Whom Jesus calls His own!
He is their Savior and their Rock,
They trust in Him alone;
They walk by faith and hope and love,
But they shall dwell with Him above,
When hope and faith shall pass away,
And love shall last for aye.
2 My Jesus, am I in that band,
And wilt Thou call me Thine?
Do I among the chosen stand
Whose lamps so brightly shine?
Oh, let me not lie down to rest
Till this I know, my Savior blest,
Till I can say, by grace restored:
Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord.
3 And even if with tears it be,
That this to Thee I say,
Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me
And wipe my tears away;
Yea, when but Thou who all dost know
In me canst find Thy love below
And own me Thine, then well is me,--
My all I have in Thee. Topics: Closing Hymns Languages: English
How Blessed Is The Little Flock
Come to Thy temple here on earth
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #49 (1861) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Lyrics:
Come to Thy temple here on earth,
Be Thou my spirit's guest,
Who givest us of mortal birth
A second birth more blest;
Spirit beloved, Thou mighty Lord,
Who with the Father and the Son
Reignest upon an equal throne,
Art equally adored!
Oh enter, let me feel and know
Thy mighty power within,
That can alone our help bestow,
And rescue us from sin.
Oh cleanse my soul and make it white,
That I with heart unstained and true,
May daily render service due,
And honour Thee aright.
I was a wild unfruitful vine
Which Thou shouldst prune and train;
Death pierced through all this life of min,
But Thou my foe hast slain.
Thy holy baptism is his grave,
He perishes beneath the flood
Of His most precious death and blood,
Who died our life to save.
Thou art the Spirit who dost teach
To pray aright, for all
Our prayers are heard if Thou beseech,
Thy songs have sweetest fall.
They soar on tireless wings to heaven,
They fail not from before God's throne,
Till all His goodness we have known
By whom all help is given.
Thou art the Spirit of all joy,
Sadness Thou lovest not;
Thy comfort beaming from on high,
Lights up the darkest lot.
Ah yes, how many a time of old
Thy voice hath rapt my soul away,
To yon bright halls of endless day,
And oped the gates of gold!
Thou art the Spirit of all love,
The Friend of all kindly life,
Thou wouldst not that our hearts should prove
The pangs of wrath and strife.
Thou hatest hatred's withering reign,
In souls that discord maketh dark
Dost Thou rekindle love's bright spark,
And make them one again.
On Thee is all this world upstaid,
And in Thy hands doth rest;
And Thou canst wayward hearts persuade
To turn as seems Thee best:
Oh therefore give Thy love and peace,
That they may join in strongest bands
Long parted foes, and through our lands
These sad divisions cease.
Thou art the true, the only Source
Whence concord comes to men;
Oh that Thy power might have free course
And bring us peace again!
Oh hear, and stem this mighty flood
That o'er us death and sorrow spreads;
Alas! each day afresh it sheds
Like water human blood.
And let our nation learn to know
What, and how deep, our sin;
Nay, let God's judgments come, if so
A fire be lit within
The hearts that loved themselves to please;
In bitter shame now let them burn,
And loving Thee, repentant spurn
Their selfish worldly ease.
Grace for the contrite heart abounds,
Joy to the sad is given;
To serve God's truth will heal our wounds,
And bring us help from heaven;
Lord, for Thine honour's sake, make known
Thy power, convert the wicked now,
And teach the hard to weep, for Thou
Canst soften steel and stone!
Arise and make an end of all
Our heartache, and our pain;
Thy wandering flock at last recall
And grant them joy again;
To peace and wealth the land restore,
Wasted with fire or plague or sword;
Come to Thy ruined churches, Lord,
And bid them bloom once more!
The rulers of our land defend,
Our sovereign's throne uphold;
That he and we may prosper, send
True wisdom to the old;
With piety the young men bless,
And through the nation shed abroad
True virtue and the fear of God,
A nation's happiness.
Fill every heart with holy zeal
To keep the faith unstained;
Let house and land Thy blessing feel,
Whence all true wealth is gained.
Him who resists Thy inward powers,
The Evil Spirit, make Thou flee;
Whate'er delights Thy heart, would he
Fain root from out of ours.
Give strong and cheerful hearts to stand
Undaunted in the wars
That Satan's fierce and mighty band
Is waging with Thy cause.
Help us to fight as warriors brave,
That we may conquer in the field,
And not one Christian man may yield
His soul to sin a slave.
Order according to Thy mind
Our life from day to day,
And when this life must be resigned,
And death has seized his prey,
When all our days have fleeted by,
Help us to die with fearless spirit,
And let us after death inherit
Eternal life on high. Languages: English
Come to Thy temple here on earth
How blessed is the little flock
Author: N. J. Holm Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #50 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock,
Whom Jesus calls His own!
He is their Savior and their rock,
They trust in Him alone;
They walk by faith and hope and love,
But they shall dwell with Him above,
When hope and faith shall pass away,
And love shall last for aye.
2 Lord Jesus, am I in that band,
And wilt Thou call me Thine?
Do I among the chosen stand
Whose lamps so brightly shine?
O let me not lie down to rest,
Till this I know, my Savior blest,
Till I can say, by grace restored:
"Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord!"
3 And even if with tears it be,
That this to Thee I say,
Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me
And wipe my tears away;
Yea, when but Thou who all dost know
In me canst find Thy love below
And own me Thine, then well is me,--
My all I have in Thee. Topics: Close of Service; Worship in General Close of Service; Close of Service; Love to God and the Savior Tune Title: [How blessed is the little flock]
How blessed is the little flock
Come, let us all unite and sing
Author: Howard Kingsbury Hymnal: The Book of Praise #82 (1972) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Topics: God: His Being, Word and Works God the Father Almighty: The Divine Attributes Languages: English Tune Title: O SO BRIGHT
Come, let us all unite and sing
How Blessed Is The Little Flock
Author: C. Doving; N. J. Holm Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #86 (1930) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock,
Whom Jesus calls His own!
He is their Savior and their rock,
They trust in Him alone;
They walk by faith and hope and love,
But they shall dwell with Him above,
When hope and faith shall pass away,
And love shall last for aye.
2 My Jesus, am I in that band,
And wilt Thou call me Thine?
Do I among the chosen stand
Whose lamps so brightly shine?
O let me not lie down to rest
Till this I know, my Savior blest,
Till I can say, by grace restored:
Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord!
3 And even if with tears it be,
That this to Thee I say,
Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me
And wipe my tears away;
Yea, when but Thou who all dost know,
In me canst find Thy love below
And own me Thine, then well is me,--
My all I have in Thee. Topics: The Means of Grace The Christian Church; Processionals and Recessionals General Languages: English Tune Title: LUDWIG
How Blessed Is The Little Flock
What's the News?
Author: Anon. Hymnal: Redemption Songs #111a (1937) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 First Line: Whene'er we meet you always say Lyrics: 1 Whene’er we meet you always say,—
"What’s the news? What’s the news?"
Pray, what’s the order of the day—
What’s the news? What’s the news?
Oh, I have got good news to tell!
My Saviour hath done all things well,
And triumphed over death and hell—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
2 The Lamb was slain on Calvary—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
To set a world of sinners free—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
For us He bowed His sacred head,
For us His precious blood was shed,
And now He’s risen from the dead,
That’s the news! That’s the news!
3 The Lord has pardon'd all my sin—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
I feel the witness now within—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
And since He took my guilt away,
And taught me how to watch and pray,
I’m happy now from day to day—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
4 And Jesus Christ can save you too—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
Your sinful heart He can renew—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
This moment, if for sins you grieve,
This moment, if you do believe,
A ready pardon you’ll receive—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
5 And then if any one should say—
"What’s the news! What’s the news?"
Oh, tell them you’ve begun to pray!—
That’s the news! That’s the news!
That you have joined the conqu'ring band,
And now, with joy, at God’s command,
You’re marching to the better land—
That’s the news! That’s the news! Topics: The Gospel Languages: English Tune Title: GOOD NEWS
What's the News?
What's the News?
Author: Anon Hymnal: Redemption Songs #111b (1937) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 First Line: Whene'er we meet you always say Topics: The Gospel Languages: English Tune Title: TIDINGS
What's the News?
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