We should never forget that the verses of the church's great hymns seek to embody the truths of God's holy words in the form of worship songs and even anthems.  Both the wonderful melodies, and also the verses, are meant to speak to each of us today, and always. 

Sometimes, when words are sung, or just listened to, something important can be blurred or even missed.  Truly, the great hymns offer beautiful depictions of what we are meant to know, to understand, and to take with us, in our Christian walk and struggles.

When the Saints Go Marching In
Oh, when the saints go marchin' in. 
Oh, when the saints go marchin' in. 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When the saints go marchin' in. 

Oh, when they come on Judgment Day, 
Oh, when they come on Judgment Day, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When they come on Judgment Day. 

When Gabriel blows that golden horn, 
When Gabriel blows that golden horn, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When he blows that golden horn. 

When they go through them Pearly Gates, 
When they go through them Pearly Gates, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When they go through them Pearly Gates. 

Oh, when they ring them silver bells, 
Oh, when they ring them silver bells, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When they ring them silver bells. 

And when the angels gather 'round. 
And when the angels gather 'round. 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
Oh, when the angels gather 'round. 

Oh, into Heaven, when they go, 
Oh, into Heaven, when they go, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
Oh, into Heaven, when they go. 

And when they're singing hallelu, 
And when they're singing hallelu, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When they're singing hallelu. 

And when the Lord is shakin' hands, 
And when the Lord is shakin' hands, 
Lord, I want to be in that number 
When the Lord is shakin' hands.

Jesus Loves the Little Children
Jesus loves the little children 
All the children of the world 
Red, brown, yellow 
Black and white 
They are precious in His sight 
Jesus loves the little children 
Of the world 

Jesus died for all the children 
All the children of the world 
Red, brown, yellow 
Black and white 
They are precious in His sight 
Jesus died for all the children 
Of the world. 

Jesus rose for all the children 
All the children of the world 
Red, brown, yellow 
Black and white 
They are precious in His sight 
Jesus rose for all the children 
Of the world

 He Touched Me
Shackled by a heavy burden 
'Neath s load of guilt and shame 
Then the hand of Jesus touched me 
And I am no longer the same 

He touched me, Oh He touched me 
And oh the joy that floods my soul 
Something happened and now I know 
He touched me and make me whole 

Since I meet this blessed Savior 
Since He cleansed and made me whole 
I will never ceased to praise him 
I'll shout it while eternity rolls 

He touched me, Oh He touched me 
And oh the joy that floods my soul 
Something happened and now I know 
He touched me and make me whole.

 

Joyful, Joyful
Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, 
God of glory, Lord of love; 
Hearts unfold like flow’rs before Thee, 
Op’ning 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 heav’n reflect Thy rays, 
Stars and angels sing around Thee, 
Center of unbroken praise. 
Field and forest, vale and mountain, 
Flow’ry meadow, flashing sea, 
Singing bird and flowing fountain 
Call us to rejoice in Thee. 

Thou art giving and forgiving, 
Ever blessing, ever blest, 
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 o’er 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.

Blessed Assurance
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine;
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood. 

Refrain: 

This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long. 

Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending, bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. 

REFRAIN 

Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest; Watching and waiting, looking above, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love. 

REFRAIN

How Great Thou Art 
O Lord my God,  
When I in awesome wonder  
Consider all  
The works Thy Hand hath made,  
I see the stars,  
I hear the mighty thunder,  
Thy pow'r throughout  
The universe displayed,  

When through the woods  
And forest glades I wander  
I hear the birds  
Sing sweetly in the trees,  
When I look down  
From lofty mountain grandeur  
And hear the brook  
And feel the gentle breeze,  

Then sings my soul,  
My Savior God, to Thee,  
How great Thou art!  
How great Thou art!  
Then sings my soul,  
My Savior God, to Thee,  
How great Thou art!  
How great Thou art!  

When Christ shall come,  
With shouts of acclamation,  
And take me home,  
What joy shall fill my heart!  
Then I shall bow  
In humble adoration  
And there proclaim,  
"My God, how great Thou art!"  

Then sings my soul,  
My Savior God, to Thee,  
How great Thou art!  
How great Thou art!  
Then sings my soul,  
My Savior God, to Thee,  
How great Thou art!  
How great Thou art!

 

In The Garden
I come to the garden alone 
While the dew is still on the roses 
And the voice I hear 
Falling on my ear 
The song of God discloses 

And He walks with me 
And He talks with me 
And He tells me I am his own 
And the joy we share 
As we tarry there 
None other has ever known 

He speaks and the sound 
Of His voice 
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing 
And the melody 
That He gave to me 
Within my heart is ringing 

And He walks with me 
And He talks with me 
And He tells me I am his own 
And the joy we share 
As we tarry there 
None other has ever known 

And the joy we share 
As we tarry there 
None other has ever known

There's Something About That Name
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus; there's just something about that name. 
Master, Savior, Jesus, like the fragrance after the rain; 
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, let all Heaven and earth proclaim 
Kings and kingdoms will all pass away, 
But there's something about that name. 
Kings and kingdoms will all pass away, 
But there's something about that name.

Because He Lives

God sent His son, they called Him, Jesus 
He came to love, heal and forgive 
He lived and died to buy my pardon 
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives. 

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow 
Because He lives, all fear is gone 
Because I know He holds the future 
And life is worth the living 
Just because He lives. 

How sweet to hold a newborn baby 
And feel the pride and the joy he gives 
But greater still the calm assurance 
This child can face uncertain days because He Lives. 

And then one day, I’ll cross that river 
I’ll fight life’s final war with pain 
And then, as death gives way to vict’ry 
I’ll see the lights of glory and I’ll know He reigns. 

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow 
Because He lives, all fear is gone 
Because I know He holds the future 
And life is worth the living 
Just because He lives 

Because he lives 
Because he lives

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