1: Our Hearts O’erflow

20150629T021759Z 1: Our Hearts O’erflow

Lord, our hearts o’erflow with praises

For the riches of Thy love,

For this wondrous gospel story

Sent to earth from heaven above;

For that life of love so lowly,

For the cross of Calvary,

For the resurrection morning

And our living hope in Thee.

For this fellowship so precious

That unites us by Thy grace,

Growing fuller, deeper, stronger,

Sundered not by time nor space.

Bind us closer, Lord, and closer:

As one body may we be,

And our love to one another

Manifest our love for Thee.

In this world of doubt and darkness,

Through us may the Light now shine,

And our lives reflect a measure

Of Thy boundless love divine.

Teach us, Lord, to lift the burden

Of the weary traveller’s load,

And to journey on together,

Ever on the homeward road.

So, through all our pilgrim journey

Keep us faithful, Lord, we pray,

Till, with trumpet loudly sounding,

Breaks the dawn of endless day.

Then from distant lands, united,

Gathered to Thy wounded side–

Come! Lord Jesus, Come! Lord Jesus,

Haste to claim Thy chosen bride.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Annie F. Q. Harrison. Arr. A.W.B.

meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7

]]> 20150629T021758Z 20150629T021758Z 2: I’m glad I know He’s Coming

2: I’m glad I know He’s Coming

I’m glad I know that Jesus Is coming back one day,

That earthly pomp and power Shall one day pass away.

The meek and lowly Jesus Eternally shall reign,

As King in all His glory He’s coming back again.

Chorus

Oh, let me be found waiting– Although I know not when–

That when the hour cometh I may be ready then.

I do not know the hour– For no-one knows just when–

But surely Christ is coming, He’s coming back again.

The source of true salvation To all men here below,

The hope of every nation For God has planned it so.

He came to pay the ransom For weak and sinful men–

The Christ who went to Calv’ry Is coming back again.

To all who have received Him, The Gospel to obey,

T’will be the glorious dawning Of heaven’s eternal day.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Don Puffalt

]]> 20150629T021757Z 20150629T021757Z 3: The Call to Labour

3: The Call to Labour

Lord, let me hear once more the call to labour,

The call that rang beside blue Galilee,

To turn from home and lands and friends and kindred:

Speak, Lord, again and say “Come, follow me.”

Lift Thou mine eyes to see the fields now waiting

Close to my hand or far beyond the sea;

Then let me go and give my life, Lord Jesus,

Sowing or reaping, all as unto Thee.

Help me to see as sheep who have no shepherd,

The multitudes that throng on every side;

And let me say, wherever they may wander,

“These are the souls for whom my Saviour died.”

Touch Thou my heart with Thine own deep compassion,

Help me to love as Thou hast first loved me;

And put within, a burning, deep ambition

To guide some lost and wandering soul to Thee.

O keep me, Lord, from growing cold or careless,

But let my zeal and love still stronger be;

And till the day when Thou shalt come, Lord Jesus,

Let me be found still labouring for Thee.

author→ K.P.

meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10

]]> 20150629T021756Z 20150629T021756Z 4: Jesus The Saviour

4: Jesus The Saviour

Jesus the Saviour from heaven descending

Down to this earth with its sin and its woe,

Bringing the promise of life that’s unending,

Came to His own, but His own would not know.

Chorus

Jesus is risen. He liveth again.

Soon He is coming forever to reign.

Born in a stable and laid in a manger,

Birds have their nests but no room in the inn.

Lord of creation–on earth as a stranger

Giving His life as a ransom for sin.

Out to dark Calvary, bruised, He was taken,

Nailed to the cross where He suffered alone,

Jesus the Saviour, to die thus forsaken,

Buried and laid in a tomb not His own.

Bitter the anguish–then wonderful dawning,

Jesus the crucified raised from the dead,

Hope of the ages–eternity’s morning–

“He is not here, but is risen” they said.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021755Z 20150629T021755Z 5: Incline Thine Ear

5: Incline Thine Ear

Incline Thine ear, we pray, to hear

Our humble plea,

Our deepest need, our hopes, our fears

Are known to Thee.

O, grant us now Thy face to see,

Almighty Lord.

O, cleanse we pray and purify

Our hearts within,

And take away the guilt and stain

Of all our sin;

And in Thy mercy make us clean,

Almighty Lord.

Grant us Thy strong protecting hand

From day to day,

And lead us safely ever on

In Thine own way;

And may Thy presence be our stay,

Almighty Lord.

Receive us now for we, Thy children,

Come to Thee,

Our lives, our all, we now present

An off’ring free;

Now and forever Thine to be,

Almighty Lord.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021754Z 20150629T021754Z 6: Thy Saviour Calls

6: Thy Saviour Calls

Thy Saviour calls, O, hearken now to Him,

He gave Himself to save thee from thy sin;

He left His Father’s home in heav’n above

And came on earth to manifest His love.

Chorus

Calling for thee–Oh, how He pleads!

Calling for thee–Oh, how He intercedes!

Calling in love for thee–He calls so eagerly!

Thy Saviour calls and waits an answer from thee.

For thee He wept, in agony He prayed,

And faced the cross undaunted, undismayed,

For thee the crown of thorns upon His head,

And ’twas for thee His precious blood was shed.

For thee He lived and ’twas for thee He died,

Yea, ’twas for thee God’s Son was crucified.

Triumphant o’er the tomb He rose again

That life eternal thou could’st also gain.

Softly He calls, O, hearken to His voice,

Pleading with thee to make the highest choice;

Can you reject such love, so pure, divine,

Open thy heart and make the Saviour thine.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021753Z 20150629T021753Z 7: I Thank Thee Lord

7: I Thank Thee Lord

I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou dost see

My inmost heart e’en now,

And that Thou knowest every need

When at Thy feet I bow.

I thank Thee that when weary, worn

And sorely pressed by sin,

My broken, grieving heart can feel

Thy healing touch within.

I thank Thee that the future years

Are hidden far from me,

But, more than this, I thank Thee, Lord,

That they are known to Thee.

For saving grace and keeping power

And love so full and free,

For all I have and all Thou art

Be praise eternally.

author→ K.P.

composer→ K.P.

tune→ Coalport

]]> 20150629T021752Z 20150629T021752Z 8: Lord, How Good

8: Lord, How Good

Lord, how good, and oh, how pleasant

When Thy people dwell as one,

Bound in bonds of love, uniting

To the Father and the Son.

Bowing lowly in Thy presence,

Grant us now Thy liberty,

And anoint our hearts together

With the oil of unity.

Chorus

As before Thy throne we worship

And with humble hearts adore,

Wilt Thou, Lord, command the blessing,

Even life forevermore.

Lord, how good, and oh, how pleasant

When Thy people dwell as one,

Scattered far, yet bound so closely

Through the work that Thou hast done.

May Thy Spirit, Lord, unite us–

Bringing peace no tongue can tell–

As the dew so soft descending

On the hills of Israel.

Lord, how good, and oh, how pleasant

When Thy people dwell as one,

Hand in hand to face the conflict

Till the crown at last is won:

Love uniting, ever closer,

Hearts as one to seek Thy face,

Overflowing with Thy praises

For the riches of Thy grace.

author→ K.P.

composer→ G. Smith

meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7

]]> 20150629T021751Z 20150629T021751Z 9: The Saviour Gently Calls

9: The Saviour Gently Calls

The Saviour gently calls you now

In accents soft and clear;

His hand outstretched in tender love

Will guide you to His home above–

O come while He is near.

This weary world so full of sin

Can offer naught but loss:

Its empty joys, its foolish pride,

False hopes that, like an ebbing tide,

Recede to leave but dross.

Your life is but a flickering flame

That fades to shine no more;

Then with that great and countless band,

Before His throne you, too, will stand

On an eternal shore.

So heed His gentle, pleading voice

That calls you still today.

He offers you a home in heaven,

The inward peace of sins forgiven–

O come while yet you may.

author→ K.P.

composer→ J. Macadam

meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6

tune→ Rest

]]> 20150629T021750Z 20150629T021750Z 10: Lord, Hear My Prayer

10: Lord, Hear My Prayer

Lord, hear my prayer, O, hearken to my pleading,

Thou knowest all my heart, and more beside,

Grant me Thy love, Thy grace and all I’m needing

To be found worthy as Thy chosen bride.

Thy whispered word this heart of mine is wooing,

O, speak to me in Thy dear tones of love,

Then shall my greatest joy, Lord, be in doing

Thy blessed will, as done in heaven above.

Only of Thee I would my life could savour,

No other love shall lurk within my breast,

Fix Thou mine eyes that they may never waver

But on my Bridegroom evermore may rest.

Only to Thee, my soul, O Lord, is clinging,

O, help me prove my heart’s deep love for Thee;

Then shall my life with praise be ever ringing

To Him who shed such wondrous love on me.

Take Thou my life, and with Thine own now blending,

Fold me to Thee in Thy strong arms of love,

Blest union then–a fellowship unending–

Now, here on earth, and then for aye above.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021749Z 20150629T021749Z 11: My Pilgrim Way

11: My Pilgrim Way

Dear Lord, when o’er my pilgrim way

The darkened clouds hang low,

There stands reflected in the rain

Thy promise in the bow.

And so, within this heart of mine,

Although I may not see,

I know that there behind the clouds

Is One who cares for me.

And though my heart be weary, worn,

And though the way be long,

Still I may journey on with Thee

And sing the victor’s song.

For Thou, my Lord and Saviour true,

Dost hear my faintest sigh,

And all the riches of Thy grace

My every need supply.

Though Satan often may assail,

Though failure I may meet,

And sometimes in my heart I hear

The whispers of defeat,

Still I will journey on with Thee,

My hand held safe in Thine;

For nothing, Lord, can separate

From Thy great love divine.

And so along this homeward road

I know that Thou wilt guide,

And future days shall hold no fear

If Thou art by my side,

Until one day with boundless joy,

Thy wondrous face I see:

My blessèd, risen, living Lord,

Who died on Calvary.

author→ K.P.

meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6

]]> 20150629T021748Z 20150629T021748Z 12: Dear Father

12: Dear Father

Dear Father, we Thy children bow

And humbly pray Thee now,

Oh, may the light of Thy blest face

Reflect to us Thy pard’ning grace.

Revive us, Lord, we pray.

At Calvary our Saviour died,

Forsaken and denied.

His body broken on the tree,

His blood poured out to make us free.

Forgive us Lord, we pray.

Now in the bread and in the wine

We see Thy love divine,

Oh, may we now be cleansed from sin,

Thy temple purified within.

Receive us, Lord, we pray.

author→ K.P.

composer→ F. C. Maker

tune→ Rest

]]> 20150629T021747Z 20150629T021747Z 13: Lord Let Thy Spirit

13: Lord Let Thy Spirit

Lord, let Thy Spirit now

Brood o’er this heart of mine,

Wak’ning my inward ear to hear

That gentle voice of Thine.

Thy voice so dear to me,

Bidding my fears to cease,

Quelling the storms of doubt that rise

To fill my soul with peace.

Now let me feel Thy touch,

Ever so true and kind,

That heals my sorrow deep within

And every wound doth bind.

Help me to roll my care

Only, dear Lord, on Thee,

Knowing that Thou dost all things well

And that Thou lovest me.

Now let me gladly bow

To Thy blest will divine;

O, hear this prayer I lift to Thee

And keep me ever Thine.

author→ K.P.

tune→ Trentham

]]> 20150629T021746Z 20150629T021746Z 14: What Do I Think

14: What Do I Think

What do I think when days are bright and glad

And I can see the way that leads ahead,

And feel Thy great, unfailing love and care

That keeps me safely in the path I tread?

What do I think when days are dark and sad,

When black the night and stormy billows roll,

When I am worn and weary in the fray

And wounds have entered deep into my soul?

I think, dear Lord–The days are all the same

If I but take Thy hand and walk with Thee,

For all of this alike must pass away,

And Thou alone art for eternity.

author→ K.P.

composer→ K. C. Fitchett

]]> 20150629T021745Z 20150629T021745Z 15: Humbly I Lift My Voice

15: Humbly I Lift My Voice

Humbly I lift my voice in praise

To Thee, O Lord, in heaven above,

For all the wonder of Thy ways,

The depth of Thy redeeming love.

In Thy great Kingdom Thou hast given

To me, dear Lord, to have a part,

A place with Thee–a hope of heaven–

And gratitude o’erflows my heart.

Chorus

This life of mine I yield to Thee,

Accept, I pray, for it is Thine.

Point me again to Calvary

And fill my soul with love divine.

Help me to know as I shall know

When dawns that great eternal day,

The emptiness of all below

That soon must fade and pass away.

Help me to seek the things above

Where Thou dost sit upon the throne,

The riches of Thy grace and love

Reserved in heaven for all Thine own.

And though ahead my pilgrim way

May lead through vale and over hill,

Help me, dear Lord, to ever stay

Within the safety of Thy will.

May Thy strong hand be leading me

Across these swiftly fleeting years,

And every step I take with Thee

I know the blessed Homeland nears.

author→ K.P.

composer→ D. B. Towner

]]> 20150629T021744Z 20150629T021744Z 16: Let Me See Thee

16: Let Me See Thee

Let me see Thee, blessed Lord, Walking on this earth below,

Meek, despised, rejected, poor, All Thy life as seed to sow.

Let me see Thy touch that made Weary, wand’ring sinners whole.

Let me see, and may the sight Bring fresh hope into my soul,

Let me see, and may the sight Bring fresh hope into my soul.

Let me see Thee, blessed Lord, Dying on the cruel tree,

Yielding up Thy life divine–Sacrifice of love so free.

Let me see the cleansing stream Flowing out from Calvary.

Let me see, and make me know That Thy blood was shed for me,

Let me see, and make me know That Thy blood was shed for me.

Let me see Thee, blessed Lord, In that resurrection hour,

Rising, victor o’er the tomb–Sown in weakness, raised in power.

Let me see Thee, Lord on high, There my great High Priest to be,

Living now to intercede, Touched with my infirmity,

Living now to intercede, Touched with my infirmity.

Let me see Thee, blessed Lord, Quickly coming back again,

Prince of Peace and Lord of lords, Ever King of kings to reign.

Let me see Thee– ’All in All’, Wondrous, soul-refreshing view,

Quick’ning all this life of mine, Kindling love and hope anew,

Quick’ning all this life of mine, Kindling love and hope anew.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Don Puffalt

tune→ Stonebank

]]> 20150629T021743Z 20150629T021743Z 17: My Grateful Heart

17: My Grateful Heart

My grateful heart o’erflows

To Thee, O Lord, with praise,

For Thy abounding grace

And mercy all my days.

Thine all encircling arms

Have compassed me around,

And ’neath Thy shelt’ring wings

A refuge I have found.

So weak and prone to fail–

I have no other plea

But Thy shed blood, O Lord,

Poured out on Calvary.

No claim would I retain

To this poor life of mine,

For Thou hast ransomed me

Through Thy great love divine.

And so to Thee I bow,

Whate’er Thy will may be,

In full surrender, Lord,

My all I yield to Thee.

author→ K.P.

tune→ Quam Dilecta

]]> 20150629T021742Z 20150629T021742Z 18: I’ll Follow My Master

18: I’ll Follow My Master

I’ll follow my Master, My own way forsaking,

And His Way now taking, I’ll serve Him.

His yoke gladly bearing, His fellowship sharing,

His great love declaring around me.

His kind arm enfolding, His strength now upholding,

He claims me and makes me His own.

Chorus

Whate’er may betide me,

If He is beside me,

And His hand doth guide me,

I’ll follow.

I’ll follow my Shepherd, Wherever He goeth,

I trust Him–He knoweth the pathway.

In love interceding, In green pastures feeding

By still waters leading He guides me.

He goeth before me, In love watches o’er me,

And softly He calls me His own.

I’ll follow my Saviour, And love Him forever,

I know He will never forsake me.

In love He has sought me, Thru grace He has brought me,

By blood He has bought me on Cal’vry.

The clouds have been riven. New hope He has given,

And I am forever His own.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Phil Kerr

]]> 20150629T021741Z 20150629T021741Z 19: Lord, at Thy Feet I Bow

19: Lord, at Thy Feet I Bow

Lord, at Thy feet I bow,

Before Thy face I vow–

My life, I yield it now,

For I am Thine.

Thy grace so full and free,

Thy love on Calvary,

This, Lord, has conquered me,

And I am Thine.

Whate’er the days may bring

Yet to Thy hand I’ll cling,

Ever Thy praises sing,

For I am Thine.

And though the passing years

Sometimes are wet with tears,

Thy hand shall calm my fears,

For I am Thine.

So when my course is run,

When my short day is done,

Beyond the setting sun–

I shall be Thine.

author→ K.P.

composer→ K. C. Fitchett

]]> 20150629T021740Z 20150629T021740Z 20: Wonderful Love

20: Wonderful Love

Lord, of Thy wonderful, unfailing love

Now we would sing,

Love that brought Christ from Thy throne high above–

Hearts full of praises we bring.

Love so divine,

Seeking us, claiming us, making us Thine.

Love that is calling the wanderers home,

Sad and forlorn,

Seeking them far wheresoever they roam,

Hopeless and weary and worn.

Welcoming love

Guiding the lost to the Homeland above.

Love that is balm for the sorrow within

When we would stray,

Love that brings pardon and cleansing for sin,

Calming our fear and dismay.

Pardoning love

Flows from the Father of mercies above.

Grant us, dear Lord, from the glory above,

Such love divine,

As Thou hast loved us, oh, help us to love–

This be the proof we are Thine!

Love cannot fail,

Lord, make us strong in Thy love to prevail.

author→ K.P.

composer→ A. Watson

]]> 20150629T021739Z 20150629T021739Z 21: The Precious Seed Is Scattered

21: The Precious Seed Is Scattered

Now the precious seed is scattered

Through Thy message from above:

Blest, unchanging gospel story–

Seed of life and seed of love.

Shall it fall upon the wayside

After all the sower’s toil?

Quickly to be robbed and taken–

Wild, unclaimed, unbroken soil.

Or upon a heart so stony

That it never root can find:

Not a harvest ever garnered,

Nor a single sheaf to bind.

In a life of worldly seeking,

Midst the thorns that tangle there,

Shall the seed be sown to perish,

Choked by every earthly care?

Nay! but let my life be broken

By the tiller’s patient skill,

Ready to receive Thy message,

Yielded to Thy blessèd will.

Sow Thy precious seed, dear Saviour,

Deep within this heart of mine,

That it there may grow and flourish,

Springing forth to life divine.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Annie F. Q. Harrison. Arr. A.W.B.

meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7

]]> 20150629T021738Z 20150629T021738Z 22: Now We Would Unite

22: Now We Would Unite

Now we would unite to praise Him,

God of goodness and of grace,

Rich in love and tender mercy

Unto all the human race!

Chorus

Praise Him! Praise Him!

God our Father, God our Saviour,

God of love!

Praise Him for His touch that healeth

When we bow the knee to pray,

For the hand that still correcteth

When our feet are prone to stray.

Praise Him for His great salvation,

For the fellowship we know;

For the peace of heart that reigneth

When unto His will we bow.

Praise Him for each gift and blessing,

Things the tongue could never tell,

For the blessed, deep assurance

That He doeth all things well!

author→ K.P.

composer→ J. Goss

]]> 20150629T021737Z 20150629T021737Z 23: Lord, I Thank Thee

23: Lord, I Thank Thee

Lord, I thank Thee for the day Christ came

My eternal hope to be,

Showing forth Thy love to all mankind

Now and for eternity.

Lord, I thank Thee for His living word,

Having all its source in Thee,

Rock on which I now may safely build–

Sure for all eternity.

Lord, I thank Thee for His perfect way

Traced in steps of love for me,

Leading on through all the shades of life

Safely to eternity.

Lord, I thank Thee for His precious blood

Flowing out from Calvary,

Saving me from all the guilt of sin–

Cleansed for all eternity.

Lord, I thank Thee for His wondrous grace,

Helping me to yield to Thee,

Giving Thee my heart, my life, my all–

Thine for all eternity.

author→ K.P.

composer→ K. C. Fitchett

]]> 20150629T021736Z 20150629T021736Z 24: Help Me to Look to Thee

24: Help Me to Look to Thee

Help me to look to Thee when I am tried,

Resting my eyes upon the Crucified:

So can the race be run,

So can the task be done,

And then the victory won–

Jesus my Lord.

Help me to cling to Thee in every test,

Finding the grace to say, “Thy will is best.”

This still the choice for me,

This still the way must be,

Only to follow Thee–

Jesus my Lord.

Help me to rest in Thee from every care,

Bowed at Thy throne of grace– true solace there.

Night will be turned to day,

Tears will be wiped away:

Come quickly, then, I pray–

Jesus my Lord.

author→ K.P.

meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4

tune→ Camacha

]]> 20150629T021735Z 20150629T021735Z 25: A Life of Praise

25: A Life of Praise

Lord, in the morning of life I surrender

My youthful heart to Thy loving control.

Teach me Thy will, Lord, and show me Thy beauty

That I may love Thee with heart, mind and soul.

Help me to flee from foolish empty pleasures

From this defiling world keep me free,

Guide Thou my way and fit me for Thy service

And let me live to bring praise unto Thee.

Lord, in the heat and the burden of noonday,

Grant me the strength to be daring and brave,

Ready to stand where the battle is keenest

Trusting alone in Thine arm that can save.

Keep me from pride and cruel selfish seeking

Lowly in heart, dear Lord, I would be,

Spending my days in loving, loyal service,

Living my life to bring praise unto Thee.

Lord, when the shadows of evening are falling

And life’s short day soon its course will have run,

Steady and sure keep my feet in Thy pathway

Never to falter ’til vict’ry is won.

Grant me the grace to yield my place to others–

Pass on the torch that Thou gavest me:

Unto the end to keep Thy law of kindness,

Then shall my life be a praise unto Thee.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Sydney H. Gambrell. Arr. G.B.

tune→ Sweet Memories

]]> 20150629T021734Z 20150629T021734Z 26: Take me, Lord

26: Take me, Lord

Take me, Lord, I humbly pray,

Keep me ever ’neath Thy sway;

Nothing but Thy life divine

Can transform this life of mine.

Let my life a garden be,

Cultivated, Lord, by Thee.

May the flowers of grace and love

There be watered from above.

As a branch within the Vine,

Drawing from that source divine,

Prune my life, as Thou do’st see,

That it may more fruitful be.

As the soft and yielding clay,

Mould my life from day to day,

By the Potter’s tender skill

Fashioned to Thy blessed will.

Let my life, a living stone

Sculptured by Thy word alone,

Fitted by Thy work of grace,

In Thy temple find a place.

This poor life–no longer mine–

May it be forever Thine.

Take it, Lord, I humbly pray,

Keep me ever ’neath Thy sway.

author→ K.P.

composer→ W. B. Gilbert

tune→ Maidstone

]]> 20150629T021733Z 20150629T021733Z 27: Baptized in Jesus’ Name

27: Baptized in Jesus’ Name

Baptized in Jesus’ name–

The path He trod for me

I follow now and humbly bow

In deep humility.

Baptized in Jesus’ name–

Buried with Him to be,

To count as dross all earthly loss:

To die is gain to me.

Baptized in Jesus’ name–

Risen with Him to be;

His life divine henceforth is mine,

And He shall reign in me.

Baptized in Jesus’ name–

I’ll seek the things above

And spend my days to serve and praise

The God whose name is Love.

author→ K.P.

meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6

tune→ Trentham

]]> 20150629T021732Z 20150629T021732Z 28: Lord, I Plead

28: Lord, I Plead

Lord, I plead for heart submission,

Grace to gladly bow,

Yielding all in full surrender

To Thy Lordship now,

Lord, I plead for inward cleansing,

Purging of my sin,

Through the precious blood of Calv’ry

Make me pure within.

Lord, I plead for strength and courage

To confess Thy name,

That I may ’mid sin and darkness

Own Thee without shame.

Lord, I plead for deep assurance

Faith that never fails,

Holding fast Thy word of promise

When the foe assails.

Lord, I plead for Thy dear presence

That I may each day

Walk with Thee in sweet communion

In Thine own true way.

Lord, I plead that Thou wilt keep me

’Til the storms shall cease

And at last I reach the haven

Of eternal peace.

author→ K.P.

composer→ J.S.

]]> 20150629T021731Z 20150629T021731Z 29: Jesus The Saviour

29: Jesus The Saviour

Jesus the Saviour from heav’n descending

Down to this earth with its sin and its woe,

Bringing salvation–life never ending–

Came to His own, but His own would not know.

Born in a stable, laid in a manger,

Birds have their nests but no room in the inn.

Lord of creation–here as a stranger–

Giving His life as a ransom for sin.

Out to dark Calv’ry, bruised, He was taken,

Nailed to the cross where He suffered alone,

Jesus the Saviour, dying, forsaken,

Buried and laid in a tomb not His own.

Bitter the anguish–wonderful dawning–

Jesus the crucified raised from the dead.

Hope of the Ages–Star of the Morning–

“He is not here, but is risen” they said.

Jesus is risen–risen in glory–

He who on earth was rejected and slain.

Yes, He is risen–wonderful story–

Soon He is coming forever to reign.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021730Z 20150629T021730Z 30: Father In Heaven

30: Father In Heaven

Father in heav’n I cry to Thee

And as Thy child I humbly bow,

Incline Thine ear, dear Lord, to me

And in Thy mercy help me now.

Unworthy, Lord, I plead Thy grace,

Poor and defiled I come to Thee,

O, lift mine eyes to see Thy face,

Thy pard’ning smile that sets me free.

Help me to yield my will to Thine

That I may give a service true,

O, fill my heart with love divine

That I may love my neighbour too.

Grant me a heart to feel the need

That here abounds on every side,

Help me, O Lord, that I may feed

The lambs and sheep for whom Christ died.

Where Thou hast sent me, help me, Lord,

Just to be true from day to day,

O, let my life reflect Thy word

And teach me, Father, how to pray.

Cleanse me, O Lord, in word and deed,

From secret sin, O, set me free,

Grant me Thy living touch I plead

And help me, Lord, to worthier be.

author→ K.P.

tune→ Adoration

]]> 20150629T021729Z 20150629T021729Z 31: Seeking Joy and Peace

31: Seeking Joy and Peace

Dear Lord, I pray that Thou wild hearken

Unto my humble, earnest plea,

My contrite heart so poor and needy

Can only find its hope in Thee.

I seek the joy that Thou hast promised

To all who now abide in Thee,

A joy transcending earthly pleasures

That dures for all eternity.

I seek the peace that Thou dost offer–

Not as this world would seek to give–

The inward peace of heart submission

As for Thy Kingdom now I live.

I seek the cleansing and forgiveness

That flows in love from Calvary,

The deep, abiding full assurance

That Thou from sin canst set me free.

Lord, lift mine eyes to see the beauty

Of all that is reposed in Thee,

To see the wondrous day approaching

When Thou shalt reign eternally.

author→ K.P.

composer→ C. C. Scholefield

tune→ St. Clement

]]> 20150629T021728Z 20150629T021728Z 32: Thy Child

32: Thy Child

My Father, hear this earnest plea

I lift to heaven above:

O help me so to yield to Thee

That in me there may ever be

The spirit of a child,

The spirit of a child.

Then let Thy gentle voice subdue

The surges of my soul,

My failing strength again renew,

And fix my purpose firm and true

To trust Thee as a child,

To trust Thee as a child.

Within this life of mine fulfil

Thy purpose all divine;

Beneath Thy hand, O keep me still,

Submitting gladly to Thy will,

Obedient as a child,

Obedient as a child.

Yet, yielding up my all, I see

’Tis but Thine own I yield,

For every gift has come from Thee;

So may I ever thankful be

And humble as a child,

And humble as a child.

I know that oft I stray from Thee

And grieve Thy heart of love,

But take my hand and lead Thou me,

And in Thy love so full and free

Forgive me as Thy child,

Forgive me as Thy child.

Then guide me, gracious Father, guide

Until this life is o’er;

Enfold me closer to Thy side,

And let me ever there abide,

Eternally Thy child,

Eternally Thy child.

author→ K.P.

composer→ K.P.

meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6

tune→ Porchester

]]> 20150629T021727Z 20150629T021727Z 33: Day By Day

33: Day By Day

Lord, I need Thy loving care,

Every moment, everywhere,

Let me feel Thy presence near

Bringing comfort, hope and cheer.

Lead me, Saviour, day by day,

All along my pilgrim way.

Thy disciple I would be,

Ever learning more of Thee.

Make my heart to hear Thy voice,

Let it guide my every choice.

Teach me, Saviour, day by day,

All I ought to do and say.

Though the conflict fierce may be

Every struggle Thou dost see,

By Thy power make me strong

Firm to stand against the wrong.

Guard me, Saviour, day by day,

Keep me safe amidst the fray.

Wondrous sacrifice divine

That salvation might be mine,

Crucified on Calvary

All my hope henceforth to be.

Wash me, Saviour, day by day,

Take the guilt of sin away.

Through these swiftly fleeting years

Interlaced with hopes and fears,

I would ready, waiting be,

Watching, day by day, for Thee.

Thou art coming!–raise the cry–

Our redemption draweth nigh.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Mr. and Mrs. Seth Sykes

]]> 20150629T021726Z 20150629T021726Z 34: Come Unto Him

34: Come Unto Him

Come unto Him, all ye who labour now

Beneath His yoke in full submission bow,

Lowly and meek He gave His life for thee

His service leads to perfect liberty.

Come unto Him, O sick and thirsty soul

For He alone can touch and make thee whole,

Life-giving streams from Him now freely flow,

Drink, and thy soul shall satisfaction know.

Come unto Him, all ye who wander on

And find the path in which His feet have gone

His arm will guide, His hand will gently lead

And thou wilt find in Him a friend indeed.

Come unto Him, with trusting child-like heart

His perfect peace and rest He will impart,

He calls for thee, to know His love divine,

O come to Him, and make the Saviour thine!

author→ K.P.

composer→ K.P.

tune→ Burham

]]> 20150629T021725Z 20150629T021725Z 35: Unchanging Christ

35: Unchanging Christ

Lord, make me now this truth to know

Tho’ men and nations come and go,

Thou do’st remain from day to day

The only Life and Truth and Way

Unchanging Christ art Thou!

Thy life lived here on earth below

The Father’s will doth clearly show,

This risen life, the light of men,

Shines forth through yielded lives again;

Thy Life is still the same!

Thy Truth eternal standeth sure

And shall from age to age endure,

Nor shall one word be unfulfilled-

Strong rock on which I safe may build;

Thy Truth is still the same!

Thy bleeding feet have marked for me

The Way that leadeth unto Thee,

Why should I stray within a maze

Of human precept, man-made ways?

Thy Way is still the same!

In all this changing scene of time,

Throughout the earth, in every clime,

As fails all men have thought or planned,

This ageless truth supreme shall stand:

That Jesus is the same!

author→ K.P.

composer→ K.P.

tune→ Burton Stather

]]> 20150629T021724Z 20150629T021724Z 36: Jesus, Pilot of my Soul

36: Jesus, Pilot of my Soul

Every day my barque is sailing

On life’s wide and trackless sea

And I need the calm assurance

Of the One who pilots me.

Chorus

When the seas are calm and silent

Or when tossing billows roll,

I will ever trust His leading–

Jesus, Pilot of my soul.

Sometimes when my heart would question

What my course in life should be,

I can hear His gentle whisper

“Fear thou not, I’ll pilot thee.”

When at times the skies are darkened

Filling my poor heart with dread,

Yet I know my heav’nly Pilot

Clearly sees the way ahead.

Safely by the rocks and dangers

He will guide till storms shall cease,

And at last my barque will enter

That blest haven of His peace.

author→ K.P.

composer→ M. J. Babbitt

]]> 20150629T021723Z 20150629T021723Z 37: Wonderful, Unfailing Love

37: Wonderful, Unfailing Love

Lord, of Thy wonderful, unfailing love

Now we would sing,

Love that brought Christ from Thy throne high above–

Hearts full of praises we bring.

Lord so divine,

Seeking us, claiming us, making us Thine.

Love that is calling the wanderers home,

Sad and forlorn,

Seeking them far wheresoever they roam,

Hopeless and weary and worn.

Welcoming love

Guiding the lost to the Homeland above.

Love that is balm for the sorrow within

When we would stray,

Love that brings pardon and cleansing for sin,

Calming our fear and dismay.

Pardoning love

Flows from the Father of mercies above.

Grant us, dear Lord, from the glory above,

Such love divine,

As Thou has loved us, oh, help us to love–

This is the proof we are Thine!

Love cannot fail,

Lord, make us strong in Thy love to prevail.

author→ K.P.

composer→ F.L. Wiseman

]]> 20150629T021722Z 20150629T021722Z 38: I Yield to Thee

38: I Yield to Thee

Humbly I lift my voice to Thee, dear Lord, in praise

For all the wonder of Thy love and of Thy ways,

In Thy great Kingdom Thou hast given me a part

And gratitude wells up within my heart.

Chorus

This one Life I have I yield to Thee

Take it, Lord, I pray, for it is Thine.

Lift my eyes again to see the Cross of Calvary

And quicken all my heart with love divine.

Help me to see, as I shall see so clear one day,

The emptiness of all that soon shall pass away

Help me to live to gain Thy recompense above-

The endless treasures of Thy grace and love.

And tho’ my path may lead through vale and over hill

Help me to keep within the safety of Thy will;

Thy loving hand shall guide across the passing years

And every step with Thee the homeland nears.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Malagasy

tune→ Akaikinao

]]> 20150629T021721Z 20150629T021721Z 39: Fellowship

39: Fellowship

I thank Thee, Lord, for those who seek to help me on my way,

Who speak my name whene’re they go to pray,

Who have for me a love that’s pure and true,

Who seek to show me what is right to do.

I thank Thee, Lord, for those who seek my daily load to share,

Who have for me a true and tender care,

Whose hearts are glad when my own joy is deep,

Whose tears have flowed when I had cause to weep.

I thank Thee, Lord, for those who sit with me at Thy dear feet,

With whom my fellowship is pure and sweet,

Who seek to share my hopes and joys and fears,

Who spur me on to face the coming years.

I thank Thee, Lord, for those who in the secret place, alone,

Surrender all each day before Thy throne,

Striving to lift the standard up on high,

Knowing the corn of wheat must fall and die.

I thank Thee, Lord, for all the love that has its source in Thee,

For ties more strong than human ties could be,

For every heart in harmony with Thine

And that can beat in sympathy with mine.

So now I pray– Let me be true, my Saviour, unto Thee,

And unto those who mean so much to me.

Cleansed by Thy blood, united by Thy grace,

Grant us, one day, to see Thee face to face.

author→ K.P.

composer→ D. Nicholaisen

]]> 20150629T021720Z 20150629T021720Z 40: Dear Lord, I Bow

40: Dear Lord, I Bow

Dear Lord, I bow at Thy throne of grace

And lift my heart in praise

For all Thy faithful and tender care

That has enclosed my days.

Chorus

Out of the depth, Lord, I cried to Thee,

Out of a stormy sea–

Thy loving hand so kind and true

Drew me nearer Thee.

Thy love so wonderful, full and free

Surrounds me everywhere,

And flows from hearts in united bonds

Unseen– yet always there.

I thank Thee, Lord, for a living hope,

A faith set sure in Thee,

For peace of heart that I know can bring

My soul serenity.

So help me, Lord, as I spend my days

To trust my all to Thee,

For Thou can’st keep me from day to day

Unto eternity.

author→ K.P.

composer→ Henry Barraclough

]]> 20150629T021719Z 20150629T021719Z 41: All Death is Conquered

41: All Death is Conquered

Dear Lord, we humbly thank Thee,

As nears life’s evening hour,

For all Thy grace and mercy,

Thy love and keeping power.

Upon the shadowed skyline

The clouds which now unfold

Are, by the dying sunlight,

Shot through with shafts of gold.

Life’s little day, now ending,

Has quickly passed away.

Yet sun that shone at dawning

Still gilds the closing day.

Thy promises unfailing,

In days of joy or tears,

Have been our hope and comfort

Throughout the passing years.

And now on life’s horizon,

As twilight turns to night,

The Morning Star is rising,

Eternal hope shines bright.

To God be all the glory,

To Him who gave His Son;

Through Christ all death is conquered,

The final vict’ry won.

author→ K.P.

tune→ Rutherford

]]> 20150629T021718Z 20150629T021718Z P1: Friendship

1: Friendship

A noble friendship is to me

A thing of wondrous worth,

Its bonds, both strong and tender, can

Encompass all the earth.

A trusted friendship, constant, true,

Deep springing from the heart,

A greater worth and value takes

When sundered far apart.

Such loving friendship comfort brings

When roads are rough and long,

And cheers the heart to gladness with

The echoes of its song.

A friendship that can lift the eyes

To that One Friend above,

Who showed to us on Calvary

The depth of selfless love.

A friendship that self-pity spurns,

But urges onward still

To take the upward, rugged path

Because it is His will.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021717Z 20150629T021717Z P2: Evening at Fihaonana

2: Evening at Fihaonana

As daylight fades and evening falls

I love to go and stand

In open fields and watch as dusk

Steals gently o’er the land.

The hills that in the distance show

Their purple coloured crest,

Are tinted by the sun’s last ray

Now dying in the west.

There in the slowly fading light

The birds now homeward fly,

And disappear behind a cloud

To leave an empty sky.

And in the valley far below

A silence seems to reign,

But broken by a distant sound

That dies away again.

The slowly, softly, all around

Doth lie in silent state,

Nor dares to breathe, nor make a sound,

But doth in silence wait.

Doth wait to see some great event –

As great as ever told –

As wonderful as human eyes

Could ever here behold.

And then it comes – a single star

Now glimmers in the night,

And then a myriad, myriad more

As diamonds shining bright.

All nature seems to heave a sigh

Of wonder and of awe,

To see the ever shining stars

That Adam also saw.

The stars are always, always there,

But we may look in vain

For never shall we see them save

When night begins to reign.

10.

And so our comfort comes as stars

That shine in days of grief,

As kindly acts and gentle words

That bring a heart relief.

11.

I love this pregnant evening hour

When daylight fades to die,

And as the night draws darkly in

The starlight fills the sky.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021716Z 20150629T021716Z P3: To Thee Alone

3: To Thee Alone

To Thee, O God, my vows are made,

To Thee I owe my all,

And unto Thee, to Thee alone,

I either stand or fall.

So may I ever look above,

To serve from day to day

In trueness only as to Thee,

Unswayed by what men say.

If there are those who would condemn

And cruelly judge my way,

Thou Lord, all knowing, on the throne

Art greater far than they.

And yet if some may praise me well

And only good may see,

I know my every secret fault

Thy piercing eye doth see.

Nor could I ever stand if Thou

Should’st mark iniquity,

For every motive, every thought

Is open unto Thee.

To Thee, O God, to Thee alone

Must full account be given,

For Thou to me in Christ hast shown

The righteousness of heaven.

And yet to me Thou too hast given

An Advocate, a Friend,

Who stands to speak in my defence

And loves me to the end.

No other one could rise, O God,

To plead my cause with Thee,

But He, who dying took my place,

Whose blood has set me free.

In Him my every hope is found,

In Him my peace of heart,

In Him who came from heaven above

To take a sinner’s part.

10.

And so in Him I safely hide

Till every storm is past,

Till one day through the clouds I see

The lights of Home at last.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021715Z 20150629T021715Z P4: Growing Older

4: Growing Older

I am not old, but I am growing older,

The days and nights of autumn now feel colder,

The winds that blow across the plain are stronger,

The shadows falling on my way are longer.

I turn and look and think of days gone by,

Of some whose names, for me, shall never die,

Who have gone on yet, like a flame of fire,

Can warm my heart and still my soul inspire.

Some days, some hours, some moments I re-live

In gratitude for all the joy they give

As, in my mind, I pass that way again

And know His leading has not been in vain.

Sometimes, withal, a darkness seems to press

And bring an inward sigh of deep distress

For days when I had failed to count the cost,

For opportunities now gone and lost.

Some things I’d change - but I have not the key

To change the record of eternity,

I leave it all with Him who understands

And holds my fleeting breath within His hands.

The strength and joys of youth come not again -

I left them somewhere down life’s wand’ring lane –

And greater loads that come with added years

Bring, too, their toll of care and silent tears.

The years have all so quickly passed away –

The end draws nearer with each passing day –

And yet I do not grieve for what is past,

For all that is of good will surely last.

The road that leads ahead - I do not know

If it be long or short - but I must go

To journey on with trust that’s deeper still

That all is well if found within His will.

The sun, well past its zenith in the sky,

Sinks slowly to the dusk, and day shall die.

I’m glad this world doth charm my soul no more –

My faith leads onward to another shore.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021714Z 20150629T021714Z P5: Wisdom

5: Wisdom

I would that I could more possess

Of that deep, inner wisdom yet,

That teaches to remember

And teaches to forget.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021713Z 20150629T021713Z P6: The Weaver

6: The Weaver

One day I stood and keenly watched

Within a quiet room,

A weaver as he sat and worked

In silence at his loom.

The shuttle passing to and fro,

Propelled by skilful hands,

Was weaving to a pattern sure

A multitude of strands.

I stood behind the simple loom

But there I could not see

The pattern of those blended strands

In perfect harmony.

No picture slowly forming there –

The work of patient hands –

A coloured blur, a disarray,

A mass of tangled strands.

But then I went and stood beside

The silent weaver’s chair

And, oh, how different was the sight

That I beheld from there!

Each thread was placed with tender care

Where only it should go,

And every thread, from gold to black,

With brightness seemed to glow.

And so as days and years go by

How oft, we too, are blind,

And fail to see the pattern worked

By loving hands and kind.

And yet sometimes in silent prayer

In spirit we can stand

And watch the skilful Weaver as

He weaves each single strand.

A work still uncompleted, yet

’Tis there that we can see

A little portion of the joy

And glory that shall be.

10.

As slowly, slowly, thread by thread,

The pattern clearly shows –

A pattern hidden oft to us

But one the Weaver knows.

11.

We see the gold and silver threads

Have gained a brighter hue

Because the black and sombre threads

Are interwoven too.

12.

No single thread could ever show

The pattern that is planned,

’Tis only as they’re woven in

Beneath a loving hand.

13.

Could ever folly greater be

Than seek to grasp the strands,

And take the weaving of our lives

From His own skilful hands!

14.

So may we let Him weave our days

Until we clearly see

The pattern, finished to His plan,

For all eternity.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021712Z 20150629T021712Z P7: Proof

7: Proof

Thy words eternal, Lord, are ever sounding,

A constant echo coming from afar,

“’Tis only as ye learn to love each other

That men shall know ye My disciples are.”

If in the world my name may be derided,

If, for Thy sake, dishonour comes to me,

Unless I show Thy constant love, unchanging,

Thy name through me can never honoured be.

If I have zeal to meet and pray with others

And in the church with them to fill my place,

And yet within my heart I fail to love them

I but deny the workings of Thy grace.

I may be called to tell the Gospel story

And in the world Thy message to proclaim

Yet should I fail to love my own companion

I am not worthy to declare Thy name.

No questing zeal, nor eloquence, nor learning,

Can ever show that I belong to Thee,

The proof that I am truly Thy disciple

Is if I love as Thou hast first loved me.

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021711Z 20150629T021711Z P8: Lessons From Creation

8: Lessons From Creation

Dear God, my heart is filled with praise to Thee

For all Thy works that human eyes can see;

The universe created by Thy hand,

The laws of nature ruling sea and land.

The secrets of Thine all creating power,

Thy wisdom manifested hour by hour;

The hidden things that learned savants seek

And yet revealed to contrite hearts and meek.

With every year there comes a new-born Spring

With budding life and songbirds on the wing,

That tells of that new life and songs of love

Now found in hearts attuned to heaven above.

And then when glorious Summer comes at length

It tells of those, who in their days of strength,

May rise to words and deeds inspired by Thee

That show how great a Christ-filled life can be.

As Autumn colours fill each woodland dell

The measure of our days they seem to tell,

And tinted leaves that, fallen, strew the ground

A beauty show that nowhere else is found.

The Winter days that come with icy blast

To tell that death’s cold hand must come at last

Bring, too, the falling snow that glisters white,

As sins forgiven, covered, pure and white.

The flowers that bloom display Thy tender care:

Their fragrance, wafted on the evening air,

Doth hold a sense of mystery to me,

And yet, in them, Thy beauty I can see.

I see the seeds that, scattered far, may lie

Upon the ground – that falling have to die –

And know that they shall surely come again

In golden harvest, ripened fields of grain.

Thy myriad stars that scintillate so bright,

As jewels that deck the velvet robe of night,

Must fade as comes the dawn of each new day

And through the passing hours the sun holds sway.

10.

They but display the course of life below:

Through changing scenes Thy changeless will doth show

The working of Thy great eternal plan,

Kept safe beyond the reach of mortal man.

11.

I see the precious gold of untold worth

That men have brought from deep within the earth,

Yet prize the greater treasures seen and heard,

Eternal, found within Thy living word.

12.

I stand and gaze and gaze far out to sea

And think of Thy great mercy flowing free,

Of that unfathomed depth of grace and love

That comes in every blessing from above.

13.

A storm approaching in the darkening cloud

With lightning flash and thunder rolling loud,

Doth but the greatness of Thy power show

Compared to puny ways of men below.

14.

I wander on Thine own created hills,

And listen to the music of the rills

That flow from hidden springs, unseen and deep,

And tell me of Thy love and power to keep.

15.

At each new dawn I see the sun arise

To climb with power and glory in the skies,

And thank Thee for each day that Thou dost give

That I, in Christ, may better learn to live.

16.

And when I watch it sinking in the west

I thank Thee that in Thee my soul finds rest,

That darkest night can bring no sense of fear

To those who sleep in Christ, their Saviour dear.

17.

I thank Thee for Thy wondrous works below

And, more than this, because I surely know,

That all the eye can see shall pass away

When comes the dawning of eternal day.

18.

The thoughts and probings of the minds of men,

Their creeds and science shall be worthless then,

When all of heaven and earth with praise shall ring –

“The lowly Jesus comes to reign as King.”

author→ K.P.

]]> 20150629T021710Z 20150629T021710Z P9: Madagascar – How I Love You!

9: Madagascar – How I Love You!

Madagascar, how I love you!

Somehow you have won my heart

And I would be filled with sorrow

If one day we had to part.

It may be that I’m a stranger

And a Vazaha still to you,

But to me you are for ever,

Tanindrazako faharoa.

How I love to wander lonely

On your purple tinted hills,

And to listen to the music

Of your sweetly flowing rills.

There to see the ricefields spreading

Like a patchwork ’neath the sky,

Nestled silent in the valley

Where the scarlet fody fly.

How I love your sands of silver

Lapped by gently tossing seas.

And the palm trees gently waving

To the whisper of a breeze.

How I love your ancient forests

Where the ravinala grow,

And the golden hued mimosa

Gleaming in the sunlight’s glow.

Yes, I love you Madagascar,

May you be forever blest

By the simple Gospel story

That alone brings peace and rest.

If one day my way may take me

Out beyond horizons new,

Yet you will be with me ever

Tanindrazako faharoa.

author→ K.P.

when written→ 1971

]]> 20150629T021709Z 20150629T021709Z G1: Blending Our Grateful Hearts

1: Blending Our Grateful Hearts

Blending our grateful hearts as one,

Our thanks, dear Lord, we rais,

For this, our food, in love supplied,

And mercy all our days.

pitch→ G₄

tune→ In Christ There Is No East or West - 335

]]> 20150629T021708Z 20150629T021708Z G2: Father, We Thank Thee Now

2: Father, We Thank Thee Now

Father, we thank Thee now for this food

And for each gift that comes for our good;

Help us to value all of Thy care,

Serving Thee gladly — this is our prayer.

pitch→ F₄

tune→ Teach Me to Pray, Lord - 197

]]> 20150629T021707Z 20150629T021707Z