Jesus Christ Is Risen Today

    Charles Wesley

    Loves redeeming work is done, Alleluia!
    Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
    Lo! the Suns eclipse is over, Alleluia!
    Lo! He sets in blood no more, Alleluia!

    Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Alleluia!
    Christ hath burst the gates of hell, Alleluia!
    Death in vain forbids His rise, Alleluia!
    Christ hath opened paradise, Alleluia!

    Soar we now where Christ hath led, Alleluia!
    Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
    Made like Him, like Him we rise, Alleluia!
    Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!

    But the pains that He endured, Alleluia!
    Our salvation have procured, Alleluia!
    Now above the sky Hes King, Alleluia!
    Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!

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

    Jesus Lives

    Christian F. Gellert

    Jesus lives! thy terrors now
    can no longer, death, appall us;
    Jesus lives! by this we know
    thou, O grave, canst not enthrall us.

    Jesus lives! henceforth is death
    but the gate of life immortal;
    this shall calm our trembling breath
    when we pass its gloomy portal.

    Jesus lives! for us he died;
    then, alone to Jesus living,
    pure in heart may we abide,
    glory to our Saviour giving.

    Jesus lives! our hearts know well
    nought from us his love shall sever;
    life, nor death, nor powers of hell
    tear us from his keeping ever.

    Jesus lives! to him the throne
    over all the world is given:
    may we go where he has gone,
    rest and reign with him in heaven.

    Jesus Lover Of My Soul

    Charles Wesley

    Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly,
    While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high.
    Hide me, O my Savior, hide, till the storm of life is past;
    Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last.

    Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
    Leave, ah! leave me not alone, still support and comfort me.
    All my trust on Thee is stayed, all my help from Thee I bring;
    Cover my defenseless head with the shadow of Thy wing.

    Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
    Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall - Lo! on Thee I cast my care;
    Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive,
    Hoping against hope I stand, dying, and behold, I live.

    Thou, O Christ, art all I want, more than all in Thee I find;
    Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind.
    Just and holy is Thy Name, I am all unrighteousness;
    False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace.

    Jesus Loves Me This I Know

    Anna Bartlett Warner

    Jesus loves me! This I know,
    For the Bible tells me so.
    Little ones to Him belong;
    They are weak, but He is strong.


    Yes, Jesus loves me!
    Yes, Jesus loves me!
    Yes, Jesus loves me!
    The Bible tells me so.

    Jesus loves me! This I know,
    As He loved so long ago,
    Taking children on His knee,
    Saying, 'Let them come to Me.'

    Jesus loves me still today,
    Walking with me on my way,
    Wanting as a friend to give
    Light and love to all who live.

    Jesus loves me! He who died
    Heavens gate to open wide;
    He will wash away my sin,
    Let His little child come in.

    Jesus Paid It All

    Elvina M. Hall

    For nothing good have I
    Whereby Thy grace to claim,
    Ill wash my garments white
    In the blood of Calvrys Lamb.

    And now complete in Him
    My robe His righteousness,
    Close sheltered neath His side,
    I am divinely blest.

    Lord, now indeed I find
    Thy power and Thine alone,
    Can change the lepers spots
    And melt the heart of stone.

    When from my dying bed
    My ransomed soul shall rise,
    'Jesus died my soul to save,'
    Shall rend the vaulted skies.

    And when before the throne
    I stand in Him complete,
    Ill lay my trophies down
    All down at Jesus feet.

    Jesus While Our Hearts Are Bleeding

    Thomas Hastings

    Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
    O'er the spoils that death has won,
    We would at this solemn meeting
    Calmly say, "Thy will be done."

    Though cast down, we're not forsaken,
    Though afflicted, not alone;
    Thou didst give, and Thou hast taken;
    Blessed Lord, "Thy will be done."

    Though today we're filled with mourning,
    Mercy still is on the throne;
    With Thy smiles and love returning,
    We can sing, "Thy will be done."

    By Thy hands the boon was given;
    Thou hast taken but Thine own;
    Lord of earth, and God of Heaven,
    Evermore, "Thy will be done."

    Joyful Joyful

    Henry J. van Dyke

    Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love;
    Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, opening to the sun above.
    Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away;
    Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day!

    All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
    Stars and angels sing around Thee, center of unbroken praise.
    Field and forest, vale and mountain, flowery meadow, flashing sea,
    Singing bird and flowing fountain call us to rejoice in Thee.

    Thou art giving and forgiving, ever blessing, ever blessed,
    Wellspring of the joy of living, ocean depth of happy rest!
    Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, all who live in love are Thine;
    Teach us how to love each other, lift us to the joy divine.

    Mortals, join the happy chorus, which the morning stars began;
    Father love is reigning oer us, brother love binds man to man.
    Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife,
    Joyful music leads us Sunward in the triumph song of life.

    Just A Closer Walk With Thee

    I am weak, but Thou art strong;
    Jesus, keep me from all wrong;
    Ill be satisfied as long
    As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.


    Just a closer walk with Thee,
    Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
    Daily walking close to Thee,
    Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

    Through this world of toil and snares,
    If I falter, Lord, who cares?
    Who with me my burden shares?
    None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.

    When my feeble life is oer,
    Time for me will be no more;
    Guide me gently, safely oer
    To Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.

    Just As I Am

    Charlotte Elliott

    Just as I am, without one plea,
    But that Thy blood was shed for me,
    And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

    Just as I am, and waiting not
    To rid my soul of one dark blot,
    To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

    Just as I am, though tossed about
    With many a conflict, many a doubt,
    Fightings and fears within, without,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

    Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
    Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
    Yea, all I need in Thee to find,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

    Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
    Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
    Because Thy promise I believe,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

    Just as I am, Thy love unknown
    Hath broken every barrier down;
    Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

    Just as I am, of that free love
    The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove,
    Here for a season, then above,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

    Lead Kindly Light

    John H. Newman

    Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom, lead Thou me on!
    The night is dark, and I am far from home; lead Thou me on!
    Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
    The distant scene; one step enough for me.

    I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou shouldst lead me on;
    I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead Thou me on!
    I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
    Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years!

    So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on.
    O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till the night is gone,
    And with the morn those angel faces smile, which I
    Have loved long since, and lost awhile!

    Meantime, along the narrow rugged path, Thyself hast trod,
    Lead, Saviour, lead me home in childlike faith, home to my God.
    To rest forever after earthly strife
    In the calm light of everlasting life.

    Lead Us, Heavenly Father, Lead Us

    James Edmeston

    Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us
    O'er the world's tempestuous sea;
    Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
    For we have no help but Thee;
    Yet possessing every blessing
    If our God our Father be.

    Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us;
    All our weakness Thou dost know;
    Thou didst tread this earth before us,
    Thou didst feel its keenest woe;
    Lone and dreary, faint and weary,
    Through the desert Thou didst go.

    Spirit of our God, descending,
    Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
    Love with every passion blending,
    Pleasure that can never cloy;
    Thus provided, pardoned, guided,
    Nothing can our peace destroy.

    Let Saints On Earth In Concert Sing

    Charles Wesley

    Let saints on earth in concert sing
    With those whose work is done;
    For all the servants of our King
    In Heav'n and earth are one.

    One family, we dwell in Him,
    One Church, above, beneath;
    Though now divided by the stream,
    The narrow stream of death.

    One army of the living God,
    To His command we bow;
    Part of the host have crossed the flood,
    And part are crossing now.

    E'en now to their eternal home
    There pass some spirits blest;
    While others to the margin come,
    Waiting their call to rest.

    Jesu, be Thou our constant Guide;
    Then, when the word is given,
    Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide,
    And bring us safe to Heav'n.

    Lift High The Cross

    George W. Kitch­in


    Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim,
    Till all the world adore His sacred Name.

    Led on their way by this triumphant sign,
    The hosts of God in conquering ranks combine.

    Each newborn servant of the Crucified
    Bears on the brow the seal of Him Who died.

    O Lord, once lifted on the glorious tree,
    As Thou hast promised, draw the world to Thee.

    So shall our song of triumph ever be:
    Praise to the Crucified for victory.

    Like As A Father

    Fanny Crosby

    When silent falls the gushing tear,
    O'er cheeks grown pale with care;
    And on the heart a cross is laid
    That seems too hard to bear,
    Remember what our Lord has said,
    And trust, in weal or woe,
    His holy Word, that changeth not,
    Though uttered years ago.


    "Like as a father pitieth His children,
    So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him,
    So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him."

    When one by one our treasured hopes
    Like autumn leaves decay,
    And they who made our life most dear
    Are borne from us away,
    O look beyond the veil of time,
    Where springs of comfort flow,
    And trust His Word, that changeth not,
    Though uttered years ago.


    The clouds that bode the darkest hour
    The purest light may bring;
    The heart that mourns its broken chords
    The sweetest song may sing;
    Though oft a rugged path we tread,
    Yet this one thing we know,
    God's holy Word can never change,
    Though uttered years ago.


    Lord Of The Harvest

    Joseph Anstice

    Lord of the harvest, once again,
    We thank Thee for the ripened grain;
    For crops safe carried, sent to cheer
    Thy servants through another year;
    For all sweet holy thoughts supplied
    By seed time, and by harvest tide.

    The bare dead grain, in autumn sown,
    Its robe of vernal green it puts on;
    Glad from its wintry grave it springs,
    Fresh garnished by the King of kings;
    So, Lord, to those who sleep in Thee
    Shall new and glorious bodies be.

    Nor vainly of Thy Word we ask
    A lesson from the reaper's task:
    So shall Thine angels issue forth:
    The tares be burnt; the just of earth,
    To wind and storm exposed no more,
    Be gathered to their Father's store.

    Daily, O Lord, our prayers be said,
    As Thou hast taught, for daily bread;
    But not alone our bodies feed,
    Supply our fainting spirits' need:
    O Bread of life, from day to day
    Be Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay.

    Lord When Thy Kingdom Comes

    William D. MacLagan

    "Lord, when Thy kingdom comes, remember me";
    Thus spake the dying lips to dying ears;
    O faith, which in that darkest hour could see
    The promised glory of the far off years!

    No kingly sign declares that glory now,
    No ray of hope lights up that awful hour;
    A thorny crown surrounds the bleeding brow,
    The hands are stretched in weakness, not in power.

    Yet hear the word the dying Savior saith,
    "Thou too shalt rest in Paradise today";
    O words of love to answer words of faith!
    O words of hope for those who live to pray!

    Lord, when with dying lips my prayer is said,
    Grant that in faith Thy kingdom I may see;
    And, thinking on Thy cross and bleeding head,
    May breathe my parting words, "Remember me."

    Remember me, but not my shame or sin;
    Thy cleansing blood hath washed them all away;
    Thy precious death for me did pardon win;
    Thy blood redeemed me in that awful day.

    Remember me, yet how canst Thou forget
    What pain and anguish I have caused to Thee,
    The cross, the agony, the bloody sweat,
    And all the sorrow Thou didst bear for me?

    Remember me, and, ere I pass away,
    Speak Thou th'assuring word that sets us free,
    And make Thy promise to my heart, "Today
    Thou too shalt rest in Paradise with Me."

    Love Divine All Love Excelling

    Charles Wesley

    Love Divine, all loves excelling,
    Joy of heaven, to earth come down,
    Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
    All thy faithful mercies crown.
    Jesus, thou art all compassion,
    Pure unbounded love thou art;
    Visit us with thy salvation,
    Enter every trembling heart.

    Come, almighty to deliver,
    Let us all thy grace receive;
    Suddenly return, and never,
    Never more thy temples leave.
    Thee we would be always blessing,
    Serve thee as thy hosts above,
    Pray, and praise thee, without ceasing,
    Glory in thy perfect love.

    Finish then thy new creation
    Pure and spotless let us be;
    Let us see thy great salvation,
    Perfectly restored in thee,
    Changed from glory into glory,
    Till in heaven we take our place,
    Till we cast our crowns before thee,
    Lost in wonder, love, and praise!

    Loved One Farewell

    Mary B. Slade

    Birds are rejoicing,
    O'er hill and dell;
    Hushed is thy voicing,
    Sweeter that fell.
    Friend of our happy days,
    Brother of prayer and praise,
    Thine own sweet music says,
    Loved one, farewell!

    Thou hast ascended,
    Where angels dwell;
    Where, earth songs ended,
    Heav'n's anthems swell.
    Safe, all the saints among,
    Blest with the praising throng,
    Singing the new made songs,
    Loved one, farewell!

    Salvation's story
    Then thou wilt tell;
    Triumphs of glory,
    Thy voice shall swell.
    Rest thou, oh, friend so dear,
    Thy precious Savior near,
    Where God shall wipe each tear,
    Loved one, farewell!

    Safe from thee turning,
    Grief's tones will knell;
    Hard, hard the learning,
    God doeth well!
    Till, be it soon or late,
    Up, at the pearly gate,
    We meet, oh watch and wait,
    Loved one, farewell!

    Loves Redeeming Work Is Done

    Charles Wesley

    Love's redeeming work is done,
    fought the fight, the battle won.
    Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er!
    Lo, he sets in blood no more!

    Vain the stone, the watch, the seal!
    Christ has burst the gates of hell;
    death in vain forbids him rise;
    Christ has opened paradise.

    Lives again our victorious King;
    where, O death, is now thy sting?
    Dying once, he all doth save;
    where thy victory, O grave?

    Soar we now where Christ has led,
    following out exalted Head;
    made like him, like him we rise,
    ours the cross, the grave, the skies.

    Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
    Praise to thee by both be given:
    thee we greet triumphant now;
    hail, the Resurrection thou!

    Make Me a Channel of Your Peace

    Make me a channel of your peace.
    Where there is hatred let me bring your love;
    Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord;
    And where there's doubt, true faith in you:
    Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek
    So much to be consoled as to console;
    To be understood as to understand;
    To be loved, as to love with all my soul.
    Make me a channel of your peace.
    Where there's despair in life, let me bring hope;
    Where there is darkness, only light;
    And where there's sadness, ever joy:
    Make me a channel of your peace.
    It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
    In giving of ourselves that we receive,
    And in dying that we're born to eternal life.

With Grace