Name Above all Names

by Pat Sczebel, Joel Sczebel

From the brightness of His glory
Jesus, the Son of God, descends
Takes on the nature of a servant
Jesus, obedient to death
The Father willed to crush Him
As a sacrifice for sin
He satisfied God’s justice
And in victory rose again

CHORUS
You are highly exalted
Name above all names
Worthy of all praise
You are reigning in glory
Jesus, You’re the King
Over everything
Exalted to the highest place
Given the Name above all other names

The tomb is empty Christ has risen
Jesus, the Lamb once crucified
The angels never cease to worship
Jesus, in heaven glorified
To Him belongs the power
The wisdom, might, and strength
All glory and dominion
To the Lord of every age

Our knees will bow
Our tongues proclaim
That You are Lord of all

Behold Our God

by Meghan Baird, Jonathan Baird, Stephen Altrogge, Ryan Baird

Who has held the oceans in His hands?
Who has numbered every grain of sand?
Kings and nations tremble at His voice
All creation rises to rejoice

CHORUS
Behold our God seated on His throne
Come let us adore Him
Behold our King nothing can compare
Come let us adore Him!

Who has given counsel to the Lord?
Who can question any of His Words?
Who can teach the One who knows all things?
Who can fathom all His wondrous deeds?

Who has felt the nails upon His hands
Bearing all the guilt of sinful man?
God eternal humbled to the grave
Jesus, Savior risen now to reign!

Men: You will reign forever!
Women: Let Your glory fill the earth

His Forever

by James G. Small & Pat Sczebel


Jesus, friend of sinners
Loved me ’ere I knew Him
Drew me with His cords of love
Tightly bound me to Him
’Round my heart still closely twined
The ties that none can sever
For I am His and He is mine
Forever and forever


Jesus, friend of sinners
A crown of thorns You wore for me
Bruised for my transgressions
Pierced for my iniquities
The wrath of God that I deserved
Was poured out on the Innocent
He took my place, my soul to save
Now I am His forever


Jesus, friend of sinners
I love to tell the story
Redeeming love has been my theme
And will be when in glory
Not death nor life nor anything
Can ever separate me
O love that will not let me go
Yes, I am His forever

Satisfied

by Clara T. Williams & Ralph E. Hudson

All my life long, I had thirsted,
For a drink from some cool spring,
That I hoped would quench the burning,
Of the thirst I felt within.

Hallelujah! He has found me
The One my soul so long has craved!
Jesus satisfies all my longings
Through His blood I now am saved.

Feeding on the filth around me,
Till my strength was almost gone,
Longed my soul for something better,
Only still to hunger on.

Hallelujah! He has found me
The One my soul so long has craved!
Jesus satisfies all my longings
Through His blood I now am saved.

Poor I was, and sought for riches,
Something that would satisfy,
But the dust I gathered round me
Only mocked my soul’s sad cry.

Hallelujah! He has found me
The One my soul so long has craved!
Jesus satisfies all my longings
Through His blood I now am saved.

Well of water, ever springing,
Bread of life so rich and free,
Untold wealth that never faileth,
My Redeemer is to me.

Hallelujah! He has found me
The One my soul so long has craved!
Jesus satisfies all my longings
Through His blood I now am saved.
 

This song was sung at my church today.  As it was sung I prayed that the Lord would truly satisfy me.  I asked God for the grace that no matter the trials or circumstances, that I would just be completely satisfied in Christ.  In all that He is, has done and promised. 

I am so very thankful that He has found me!

 

Showers of Blessing

This beautiful and encouraging hymn was written by Daniel Whittle in 1883. 

This song was inspired by Ezekiel 34:26: And I will make them and the places round about my hill a blessing; and I will cause the shower to come down in his season; there shall be showers of blessing.

There shall be showers of blessing:

This is the promise of love;

There shall be seasons refreshing,

Sent from the Savior above.

Refrain

Showers of blessing,

Showers of blessing we need:

Mercy drops round us are falling,

But for the showers we plead.

 

There shall be showers of blessing,

Precious reviving again;

Over the hills and the valleys,

Sound of abundance of rain.

Refrain

 

There shall be showers of blessing;

Send them upon us, O Lord;

Grant to us now a refreshing,

Come, and now honor Thy Word.

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There shall be showers of blessing:

Oh, that today they might fall,

Now as to God we’re confessing,

Now as on Jesus we call!

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There shall be showers of blessing,

If we but trust and obey;

There shall be seasons refreshing,

If we let God have His way.

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Leaning on the Everlasting Arms

written by Elisha A. Hoffman

What a fellowship, what a joy divine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

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Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.

 

O how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
O how bright the path grows from day to day,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

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What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

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The kids and I are starting to study hymns this year using the book Then Sings My Soul.  I have been waiting a loooonnnggg time to get into this book!  I love to read about how the Lord led people to write these beautiful hymns for His glory!

For the next 2 weeks we are going to be learning Leaning on the Everlasting Arms.  You can listen to it here.

Eternal Father, Strong To Save

by William Whiting, 1860

Eternal Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bidd’st the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!


O Christ! Whose voice the waters heard
And hushed their raging at Thy Word,
Who walked upon the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!


Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!


O Trinity of love and power!
Our family shield in danger’s hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect us wheresoe’er we go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.



This song is based on Psalm 71:2
Deliver me in thy righteousness, and cause me to escape: incline thine ear unto me, and save me.

You can listen to the tune of Eternal Father, Strong to Save here.

A Mighty Fortress is Our God

by Martin Luther

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 power 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 powers, 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.



A Mighty Fortress is Our God is known as the "Battle Hymn of the Reformation."

To My Mansion in the Sky

To My Mansion In The Sky

written by Jimmie Davis

This train I’m riding they say it’s leaving                    
For a place where we’ll never die
And the pilot will by my Jesus

To my mansion in the sky

Now don’t you be grieving cause I’m leaving
Don’t cry when I say goodbye
There’ll be no weeping where I’m going

To my mansion in the sky

My journey with Jesus will end my sorrow
Heal my affliction no more I’ll cry
I’ll be rejoicing while I’m going
To my mansion in the sky

Now don’t you be grieving cause I’m leaving
Don’t cry when I say goodbye
There’ll be no weeping where I’m going
To my mansion in the sky

I can remember listening to this song when the Lord first saved me, over and over and over again!  I think I wore my little Ricky Van Shelton cassette out! 

Sometimes in the day to day cares of life I can forget that there is gonna be a be a better place for those that are in Christ Jesus.    A place where everything is perfect, no more sickness or death and where we will worship the Lord forever! 

John 14:1-6

1Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. 2In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. 3And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. 4And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know. 5Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way? 6Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

Victory in Jesus

Somehow I managed to skip over this favorite of mine.  I can't believe that I have never posted this song! Ever since the Lord saved me, I have loved Victory in Jesus! 

Jesus had victory over sin and death and through His blood, we have victory in Him! 

Low in the Grave He Lay

Words & Music by Robert Lowry

Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior,
Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord!

Refrain

Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior;

Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord!

Refrain

Death cannot keep its prey, Jesus my Savior;

He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord!

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I am so thankful that we have a RISEN Savior!!  I always thought this song was called Up from the Grave He Arose.  You can listen here.

The Lord Is

by Pat Sczebel, Bob Kauflin/ Sovereign grace Music

The depths of Your grace who can measure
You fully supply all I need
You restore my weary soul again and again
And lead me in Your righteousness and peace

You’re with me through every dark valley
There’s nothing that I have to fear
You are there to comfort me again and again
Protecting me, assuring me You’re near

The Lord is
The Lord is my shepherd
The Lord is
The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want

You gave Your own life for my ransom
So I could rejoice at Your side
You have shown Your faithfulness again and again
There’s nothing good that You will not provide

I will dwell in Your house
All the days of my life
I will dwell in Your house
All the days of my life

Blessing and Honor and Glory and Power

Words by Horatius Bonar, 1866

Blessing and honor and glory and power,
Wisdom and riches and strength evermore
Give ye to Him who our battle hath won
Whose are the kingdom, the crown, and the throne.

Into the heav’n of the heav’ns hath He gone,
Sitteth He now in the joy of the throne,
Weareth He now of the kingdom the crown,
Singeth He now the new song with His own.

Soundeth the heaven of the heavens with His name;
Ringeth the earth with His glory and fame;
Ocean and mountain, stream, forest, and flower
Echo His praises and tell of His power.

Past are the darkness, the storm, and the war,
Come is the radiance, that sparkles afar,
Breaketh the gleam of the day without end,
Riseth the Sun that shall never descend.

Ever ascendeth the song and the joy;
Ever descendeth the love from on high;
Blessing and honor and glory and praise,
This is the theme of the hymns that we raise.

Life of all life, and true Light of all light,
Star of the dawning unchangingly bright,
Sun of the Salem whose light is the Lamb,
Theme of the ever new, ever glad psalm!

Give we the glory and praise to the Lamb;
Take we the robe and the harp and the palm;
Sing we the song of the Lamb that was slain,
Dying in weakness, but rising to reign.


We sang this today in church.  It is such a great hymn, I wanted to share.  You can listen to the tune here.

His Eye Is on the Sparrow

words by Ci­vil­la D. Mar­tin

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for Heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Refrain

I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Let not your heart be troubled, His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Refrain

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

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What an encouraging song to meditate on during times of trials and troubles.  What comfort and peace to know that "His eye is on the Sparrow, and I know He watches me."

This song reminded me of these scriptures...

Luke 12:6-7

 ⁶Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God?
 ⁷But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows.


Luke 10:29-31
 ²⁹Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
 ³⁰But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
 ³¹Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.

You can listen to the song and learn how it originated here.

I Need Thee Every Hour

by Annie Hawks

I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.

Refrain

I need Thee, O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee.

I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby;
Temptations lose their power when Thou art nigh.

Refrain

I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is in vain.

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I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises in me fulfill.

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I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;
O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessèd Son.

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I first want to say that this is my life's theme song, I do need the Lord EVERY hour.  Lately, I have been going through some pretty chunky trials.  Through these trials the Lord has brought me to a place where I have an amazing peace that I know only He could give.  He is showing me that I need him every day and every hour. 

You can listen to the song here, as well as read how it originated.

I Love to Tell the Story

by Katherine Hankey

I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true;
It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do.

Refrain

I love to tell the story, ’twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams.
I love to tell the story, it did so much for me;
And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.

Refrain

I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat
What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word.


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I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,
’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.

Refrain

My oldest daughter, The Lil' Chef, has been dabbling in some copywork for school.  After she had completed Proverbs 31 I decided to let her pick a hymn, she chose I Love to Tell the Story.  

For those of you that know and love the Lord, don't you just love to tell others about Jesus.  How sweet it is to share the redemption story!  As this song says, "More wonderful it seems than all the golden fancies, of all our golden dreams!"  

You can listen to it here and also read about how it originated. 

What Wonderous Love is This

by Alexander Means

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.

When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down beneath God’s righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.

To God and to the Lamb, I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb, I will sing.
To God and to the Lamb who is the great "I Am";
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing;
While millions join the theme, I will sing.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing and joyful be;
And through eternity, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And through eternity, I’ll sing on.

 
I love this song, it is one of my fav's.  Not sure why I haven't posted this one long ago. 
 
Have you ever really sat and thought about Christ laying aside His crown, coming down from His throne and to shed His precious blood for your sins?? I have and the very thought of it makes me feel so thankful, so overwhelmed and so full of joy!   Thank you Lord Jesus!

The Old Rugged Cross

written by George Bennard

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

Refrain

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.

Refrain

In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.

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To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I’ll share.

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I am so thankful for the Old Rugged Cross and even more thankful that Jesus died on that very cross for sinners like me : )

Arise, My Soul, Arise

by Charles Wesley

Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears;

The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:
Before the throne my surety stands,
Before the throne my surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.

He ever lives above, for me to intercede;
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead:
His blood atoned for all our race,
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Five bleeding wounds He bears; received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me:
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry,
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry,
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die!"

The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And "Father, Abba, Father," cry.

Come, Sing Allelu

by Russ Borchardt and Stan Pethel

Celebrate what the Father has done for you;
celebrate the gift of his Son;
Celebrate how the Spirit renews in you life everlasting!
Come, sing allelu!

Chorus: Alleluia!
Our highest praises we bring to our King,
singing alleluia!
Celebrate, come, sing allelu!

Celebrate every blessing upon us poured;
celebrate each gift from the Lord;
celebrate every work that he bids us do.
Celebrate him; come sing allelu!


My girls sang this a few weeks ago in choir, it is a beautiful song!  They are still singing it around the house.  My oldest was even this song in Target the other day, THAT WAS A BLESSING!! 

You can listen to Come, Sing Allelu! here.