

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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