Favourite Hymns

[benedictine]

Post something about your favourite hymns here!

 

[Zacharias]

Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.

Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.

Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.

A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.

Time, like an ever rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our guide while life shall last,
And our eternal home.

Words: Isaac Watts (1674-1748), alt.; para. of Psalm 90:1-5
Music: St. Anne, melody att. William Croft (1678-1727), alt., harm. William Henry Monk (1823-1889), alt.

 

[benedictine]

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/b/h/bhymnotr.htm

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.

I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally …let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

 

[JayTee]

For me, it has to be Amazing Grace. The words are beautiful and mean so much to me.

After that there are a number which I really love:

Guide Me O Thy Great Jehovah
O Can It Be
Thine Be The Glory
Shine Jesus Shine
Be Thou My Vision

 

[ethereal hope]

I can't get this one out of my head--we just sang it Sunday, of course.

Jesus Christ is risen today, Alleluia!
our triumphant holy day, Alleluia!
who did once upon the cross, Alleluia!
suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!

Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia!
unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia!
who endured the cross and grave, Alleluia!
sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia!

But the pains which he endured, Alleluia!
our salvation have procured, Alleluia!
now above the sky he's King, Alleluia!
where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!

 

[thejesusfish90]

Oooooh.... I love 'and can it be'... A couple of my fav's:

1. When I survey (newer version)
2. How deep the fathers love for us
3. Amazing Love
4. Rock of Ages (newer version)
5. Behold the Lamb of God

 

[gitlance]

#417!!! THIS IS THE FEAST OF VICTORY FOR OUR GOD!

Hehehe... I love that one!

 

[WeLikeSheep]

I have a big thing for traditional (and some contemporary) black gospel...

Goin' Up Yonder (Tramaine Hawkins)
I Love the Lord (Walter Hawkins)
I Don't Have a Closet Religion (Dottie Peoples)
Jesus Christ Is the Way (Walter Hawkins)
God Did It (Evelyn Turrentine Agee)
If It Had Not Been for the Lord (Helen Baylor)

 

[Timothy]

Goin' Up Yonder (Tramaine Hawkins)

Oh yes!

Timothy (Love that song--have the music sitting not 20 feet from where I am now)

 

[Historicus]

I have so many favorites...

All Creatures of Our God and King
Joyful, Joyful We adore thee (First heard this hymn in the Episcopal Church)
Jesus, Lover of my Soul

I have so many more I also love the Psalms put to music.

Christ's Peace

 

[Zacharias]

Verse 1:
I danced in the morning when the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun.
And I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth;
At Bethlehem I had My birth.

CHORUS
Dance, then, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance said He,
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the dance, said He.

Verse 2:
I danced for the scribe and the Pharisee,
but they would not dance and they would not follow Me
I danced for the fishermen, for James and John;
They came with Me and the dance went on.

CHORUS

Verse 3:
I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame;
the holy people said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped and they hung me high
And left Me there on a cross to die.

CHORUS

Verse 4:
I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black;
It's hard to dance with the devil on your back.
They buried my body and they thought I'd gone;
But I am the dance and I still go on.

CHORUS

Verse 5:
They Cut Me down and I leap up high;
I am the life that will never, never die.
I'll live in you if you'll live in Me:
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.


by Sydney Carter, 1963

 

[Colabomb]

Verse 1:
I danced in the morning when the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun.
And I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth;
At Bethlehem I had My birth.

CHORUS
Dance, then, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance said He,
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the dance, said He.

Verse 2:
I danced for the scribe and the Pharisee,
but they would not dance and they would not follow Me
I danced for the fishermen, for James and John;
They came with Me and the dance went on.

CHORUS

Verse 3:
I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame;
the holy people said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped and they hung me high
And left Me there on a cross to die.

CHORUS

Verse 4:
I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black;
It's hard to dance with the devil on your back.
They buried my body and they thought I'd gone;
But I am the dance and I still go on.

CHORUS

Verse 5:
They Cut Me down and I leap up high;
I am the life that will never, never die.
I'll live in you if you'll live in Me:
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.


by Sydney Carter, 1963

wow.

 

[Mysterium_Fidei]

wow.

I second that.

 

[Mysterium_Fidei]

1.) Christ is alive, let Christians sing!

2.) This is the feast of Victory

3.) Let all mortal flesh keep silence.

 

[Look Homeward Anglican]

All creatures of our God and King,
lift up your voices, let us sing:
Alleluia, alleluia!
Thou burning sun with golden beams,
thou silver moon that gently gleams,
Refrain:
O praise him, O praise him,
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Thou rushing wind that art so strong,
ye clouds that sail in heaven along,
O praise him, Alleluia!
Thou rising morn, in praise rejoice,
ye lights of evening, find a voice, (R)

Thou flowing water, pure and clear,
make music for thy Lord to hear,
Alleluia, alleluia!
Thou fire so masterful and bright,
that givest man both warmth and light, (R)

Dear mother earth, who day by day
unfoldest blessings on our way,
O praise him, Alleluia!
The flowers and fruits that in thee grow,
let them his glory also show: (R)

And all ye men of tender heart,
forgiving others, take your part,
O sing ye Alleluia!
Ye who long pain and sorrow bear,
praise God and on him cast your care: (R)

And thou, most kind and gentle death,
waiting to hush our latest breath,
O praise him, Alleluia!
Thou leadest home the child of God,
and Christ our Lord the way hath trod: (R)

Let all things their Creator bless,
and worship him in humbleness,
O praise him, Alleluia!
Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son,
and praise the Spirit, Three in One: (R)

 

[St. George]

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eye-strings break in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

 

[St. George]

Man of Sorrows! what a name
For the Son of God, Who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
“Full atonement!” can it be?
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die;
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in Heav’n exalted high.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

When He comes, our glorious King,
All His ransomed home to bring,
Then anew His song we’ll sing:
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

 

[St. George]

Bread of Heav’n! on Thee I feed,
For Thy flesh is meat indeed.
Ever may my soul be fed
With this true and living bread;
Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of Him who died.

Vine of Heav’n! Thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice.
’Tis Thy wounds my healing give:
To Thy cross I look and live.
Thou my life! oh, let me be
Rooted, grafted, built on Thee.

 

[Historicus]

One of my favorites too!

Man of Sorrows! what a name
For the Son of God, Who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
“Full atonement!” can it be?
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die;
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in Heav’n exalted high.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

When He comes, our glorious King,
All His ransomed home to bring,
Then anew His song we’ll sing:
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

 

[Diane_Windsor]

LORD OF THE DANCE (which is copywrited BTW)
HYMN TO A GRACIOUS SOVEREIGN-wonderful hymn just recently written
Amazing Love-a really great rendition by a choir
SAINT PATRICK’S BREASTPLATE-I'm part Irish, what else can I say?
BE THOU MY VISION-see above
ABIDE WITH ME
ALL GLORY, LAUD AND HONOR
SERVANT OF GOD, WELL DONE!
SOFTLY AND TENDERLY JESUS IS CALLING-Baptist favourite
LET US BREAK BREAD TOGETHER-I really like African-American spirituals
JESUS LOVES EVEN ME
JESUS LOVES ME
JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN

He is coming and the world will be judged:
DAY OF JUDGMENT! DAY OF WONDERS!
Day of Wrath, The
DAY OF WRATH, O DAY OF MOURNING

If you can't tell I was raised Southern Baptist We like singin' hymns! I could go on, but I think I'll stop!

Diane