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Hymn Lyrics 2019-2020

You can search for more than we've included here by clicking the "Titles" link at HymnTime's CyberHymnal. Also here.


September: All the Way My Savior Leads Me
October: Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
November: Jesus Shall Reign
December: Day by Day (and with each passing moment)
January: Come, Ye Disconsolate
February: When We All Get to Heaven
March: A Mighty Fortress is our God
April: O Thou Who Camest From Above
May: Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise
June: And Can It Be That I Should Gain (Amazing Love, How Can It Be)
July: Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus
August: He is Able to Deliver Thee


September: All the Way My Savior Leads Me * * * *
Lyrics by Fanny Crosby 1875; Tune by Robert Lowry 1875

A good way to start the year!

All the way my Savior leads me;
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy,
Who through life has been my Guide?
Heav'nly peace, divinest comfort,
Here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know, whate'er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well;
For I know, whate'er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.

All the way my Savior leads me,
Cheers each winding path I tread;
Gives me grace for every trial,
Feeds me with the living Bread.
Though my weary steps may falter,
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see.

All the way my Savior leads me
O the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father's house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day
This my song through endless ages--
Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages--
Jesus led me all the way.


October: Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring *
Lyrics by Martin Janus 1661, translated by Robert Bridges; Tune by Johann Schop, arranged by Johann Bach 1723

Jesu, joy of man's desiring,
Holy wisdom, love most bright;
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light.
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned,
With the fire of life impassioned,
Striving still to truth unknown,
Soaring, dying round Thy throne.

Through the way where hope is guiding,
Hark, what peaceful music rings;
Where the flock, in Thee confiding,
Drink of joy from deathless springs.
Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure;
Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure.
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown.


November: Jesus Shall Reign *
Lyrics by Isaac Watts 1719; Tune: "Duke Street" by Philip Armes 1875

There are many verses; families can select just a few, like 1, 4, and 5 'infant voices')

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

Behold the islands with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at His feet.

There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold;
And barb'rous nations at His word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.

To Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His Name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.

Blessings abound wherever He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blessed.

Where He displays His healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more:
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen!

Great God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to Thy Son,
Extend His power, exalt His throne.

The scepter well becomes His hands;
All Heav'n submits to His commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.

With power He vindicates the just,
And treads th'oppressor in the dust:
His worship and His fear shall last
Till hours, and years, and time be past.

As rain on meadows newly mown,
So shall He send his influence down:
His grace on fainting souls distills,
Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills.

The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at His first dawning light;
And deserts blossom at the sight.

The saints shall flourish in His days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from His throne
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.


December: Day by Day (and with each passing moment)*
Lyrics by Lina Sandell Berg 1865, translated from Swedish by Andrew Skoog 1921; Tune: "Blott en Dag" by Oskar Ahnfelt 1872

Day by day, and with each passing moment,
Strength I find, to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father's wise bestowment,
I've no cause for worry or for fear.
He Whose heart is kind beyond all measure
Gives unto each day what He deems best--
Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.

Every day, the Lord Himself is near me
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear, and cheer me,
He Whose Name is Counselor and Power;
The protection of His child and treasure
Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
"As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,"
This the pledge to me He made.

Help me then in every tribulation
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith's sweet consolation
Offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
Ever to take, as from a father's hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till I reach the promised land.


January: Come, Ye Disconsolate *
Lyrics by Thomas Moore 1816, Thomas Hastings 1831; Tune: "Consolator" by Samuel Webbe 1792

This was Beth's favorite hymn in "Little Women."

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
"Earth has no sorrow that Heav'n cannot cure."

Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove.


February: When We All Get to Heaven *
Lyrics by Eliza Hewitt, William Kirkpatrick, Henry Gilmore 1898; Tune by Emily Wilson 1898?

A cheerful tune for dreary February!

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,
Sing His mercy and His grace.
In the mansions bright and blessèd
He'll prepare for us a place.
     When we all get to Heaven,
     What a day of rejoicing that will be!
     When we all see Jesus,
     We'll sing and shout the victory!

While we walk the pilgrim pathway,
Clouds will overspread the sky;
But when traveling days are over,
Not a shadow, not a sigh.
     When we all get to Heaven,
     What a day of rejoicing that will be!
     When we all see Jesus,
     We'll sing and shout the victory!

Let us then be true and faithful,
Trusting, serving every day;
Just one glimpse of Him in glory
Will the toils of life repay.
     When we all get to Heaven,
     What a day of rejoicing that will be!
     When we all see Jesus,
     We'll sing and shout the victory!

Onward to the prize before us!
Soon His beauty we'll behold;
Soon the pearly gates will open;
We shall tread the streets of gold.
     When we all get to Heaven,
     What a day of rejoicing that will be!
     When we all see Jesus,
     We'll sing and shout the victory!


March: A Mighty Fortress is our God *
Lyrics by Martin Luther 1529, translated by Frederick Hedge 1853; Tune: "Ein feste Burg" by Martin Luther 1529

The German lyrics to this song are engraved on the massive mantel in the home of Billy and Ruth Graham. The words are a paraphrase of Psalm 46.

A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing:
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and pow'r are great, and, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing,
Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God's own choosing:
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth, His Name, from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.

And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us;
The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.

That word above all earthly pow'rs, no thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him Who with us sideth;
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God's truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.


April: O Thou Who Camest From Above * * starts 1:50
Lyrics by Charles Wesley 1762; Tune: "Hereford" by Samuel Wesley 1872

O Thou Who camest from above,
The pure celestial fire to impart,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
Upon the mean altar of my heart.

There let it for Thy glory burn
With inextinguishable blaze,
And trembling to its source return,
In humble prayer and fervent praise.

Jesus, confirm my heart's desire
To work and speak and think for Thee;
Still let me guard the holy fire,
And still stir up Thy gift in me.

Ready for all Thy perfect will,
My acts of faith and love repeat,
Till death Thy endless mercies seal,
And make my sacrifice complete.


May: Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise * *
Lyrics by Walter Smith 1876; Tune: "St. Denio" by John Roberts 1839

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessèd, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great Name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish--but naught changeth Thee.

Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
But of all Thy rich graces this grace, Lord, impart
Take the veil from our faces, the vile from our heart.

All laud we would render; O help us to see
'Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee,
And so let Thy glory, Almighty, impart,
Through Christ in His story, Thy Christ to the heart.


June: And Can It Be That I Should Gain (Amazing Love, How Can It Be) * *
Lyrics by Charles Wesley 1738; Tune: "Sagina"by Thomas Campbell 1825

And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain--
For me, who Him to death pursued?
      Amazing love! How can it be,
      That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
      Amazing love! How can it be,
      That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

'Tis mystery all: th'Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
      'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
      Let angel minds inquire no more.
      'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
      Let angel minds inquire no more.

He left His Father's throne above
So free, so infinite His grace--
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race:
      'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
      For O my God, it found out me!
      'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
      For O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray--
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
      My chains fell off, my heart was free,
      I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
      My chains fell off, my heart was free,
      I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
      I feel the life His wounds impart;
      I feel the Savior in my heart.
      I feel the life His wounds impart;
      I feel the Savior in my heart.

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
      Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
      And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
      Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
      And claim the crown, through Christ my own.


July: Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus * *
Lyrics and music by Helen Lemmel 1922

This song was inspired by a tract written by Lillias Trotter that included these words: "So then, turn your eyes upon Him, look full in­to His face and you will find that the things of earth will ac­quire a strange new dim­ness."

O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There's a light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!
     Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
     Look full in His wonderful face,
     And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
     In the light of His glory and grace.

Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;
Over us sin no more hath dominion--
For more than conquerors we are!
     Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
     Look full in His wonderful face,
     And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
     In the light of His glory and grace.

His Word shall not fail you--He promised;
Believe Him, and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying,
His perfect salvation to tell!
     Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
     Look full in His wonderful face,
     And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
     In the light of His glory and grace.


August: He is Able to Deliver Thee *
Lyrics and music by William Ogden 1887

From Dan. 3:17

'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung;
'Tis the grandest theme for a mortal tongue;
'Tis the grandest theme that the world e'er sung,
"Our God is able to deliver thee."
     He is able to deliver thee,
     He is able to deliver thee;
     Though by sin oppressed, go to Him for rest;
     "Our God is able to deliver thee."

'Tis the grandest theme in the earth or main;
'Tis the grandest theme for a mortal strain;
'Tis the grandest theme, tell the world again,
"Our God is able to deliver thee."
     He is able to deliver thee,
     He is able to deliver thee;
     Though by sin oppressed, go to Him for rest;
     "Our God is able to deliver thee."

'Tis the grandest theme, let the tidings roll,
To the guilty heart, to the sinful soul;
Look to God in faith, He will make thee whole,
"Our God is able to deliver thee."
     He is able to deliver thee,
     He is able to deliver thee;
     Though by sin oppressed, go to Him for rest;
     "Our God is able to deliver thee."