My Favorite Hymns

My Favorite Hymns These precious hymns fill my heart with the joy of His presence! Click on the links (in blue) to hear the melody, then sing them to yourself and to Him!
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.	I need Thy presence every passing hour. What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
All the way my Savior leads me What have I to ask beside? Can I doubt His tender mercy, Who through life has been my Guide? Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort, Here by faith in Him to dwell! For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well.	All the way my Savior leads me Cheers each winding path I tread, Gives me grace for every trial, Feeds me with the living Bread. Though my weary steps may falter And my soul athirst may be, Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see.
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found, Was blind but now I see. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed!	Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come; 'Tis grace hath brought be safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.p> When we've been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we'd first begun
1. Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand, The shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land; A home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way, From the burning of the noontide heat, and the burden of the day. 2. Upon that cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me;	And from my stricken heart with tears two wonders I confess; The wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness. 3.I take, O cross, thy shadow for my abiding place; I ask no other sunshine than the sunshine of His face; Content to let the world go by to know no gain or loss, My sinful self my only shame, my glory all the cross.
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.	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.
1.Thou my everlasting Portion, more than friend or life to me, All along my pilgrim journey, Savior, let me walk with Thee. Refrain Close to Thee, close to Thee, close to Thee, close to Thee....	2.Not for ease or worldly pleasure, nor for fame my prayer shall be; Gladly will I toil and suffer, only let me walk with Thee. 3. Lead me through the vale of shadows, bear me over life’s fitful sea; Then the gate of life eternal may I enter, Lord, with Thee.
Each step I take my Saviour goes before me, And with His loving hand He leads the way, And with each breath I whisper "I adore Thee;" Oh, what joy to walk with Him each day.	Refrain Each step I take I know that He will guide me; To higher ground He ever leads me on. Until some day the last step will be taken. Each step I take just leads me closer home.
Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father! There is no shadow of turning with Thee; Thou changest not, Thy compassions they fail not; As thou hast been Thou forever wilt be. Refrain: Great is Thy faithfulness... Morning by morning now mercies I see; All I have needed Thy hand hath provided, Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me.	Pardon for sin and a peace that endurest, Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide, Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow, Blessings all mine with ten thousand beside!
O Lord my God! when I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds thy hands have made, I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed: Refrain 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!	And when I think that God, His Son not sparing, Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in; That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing, He bled and died to take away my sin; When Christ shall come with shout 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!
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold, I'd rather be His than have riches untold; I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands, I'd rather be led by His nail pierced hand.	Than to be the king of a vast domain Or be held in sin's dread sway; I'd rather have Jesus than anything This world affords today.
Jesus, I am resting, resting In the joy of what Thou art; I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart. Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee, And Thy beauty fills my soul, For my Thy transforming power Thou hast made me whole. O, how great Thy loving kindness, Vaster, broader than the sea! O, how marvelous Thy goodness, Lavished all on me! Yes, I rest in Thee, Belovèd, Know what wealth of grace is Thine, Know Thy certainty of promise, And have made it mine.	Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, I behold thee as Thou art, And Thy love, so pure, so changeless, Satisfies my heart --- Satisfies its deepest longings, Meets, supplies its every need, And surrounds me with its blessings: Thine is love indeed! Ever lift Thy face upon me As I work and wait for Thee; Testing 'neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus, Earth's dark shadows flee. Brightness of my Father's glory, Sunshine of my Father's face, Keep me ever trusting, resting, Fill me with Thy grace.
Jesus, keep me near the cross, There a precious fountain Free to all, a healing stream Flows from Calvary’s mountain. Refrain In the cross, in the cross, Be my glory ever; Till my raptured soul shall find Rest beyond the river.	Jesus, Keep me Near the Cross * Jesus, keep me near the cross, There a precious fountain Free to all, a healing stream Flows from Calvary’s mountain. Refrain In the cross, in the cross, Be my glory ever; Till my raptured soul shall find Rest beyond the river.
Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest.	O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek!
Loved with everlasting love, led by grace that love to know; Gracious Spirit from above, Thou hast taught me it is so! O this full and perfect peace! O this transport all divine! In a love which cannot cease, I am His, and He is mine.	Things that once were wild alarms Cannot now disturb my rest; Closed in everlasting arms, Pillowed on the loving breast. O to lie forever here, Doubt and care and self resign, While He whispers in my ear, I am His, and He is mine.
1. My Jesus, as Thou wilt! Oh, may Thy will be mine! Into Thy hand of love I would my all resign; Through sorrow, or through joy, Conduct me as Thine own, And help me still to say, My Lord, Thy will be done! 2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear;	Since Thou on earth hast wept, And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with Thee, my Lord, Thy will be done! 3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt! All shall be well for me; Each changing future scene I gladly trust with Thee: Straight to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing, in life or death, my Lord, Thy will be done!
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down, Darkness be over me, my rest a stone. Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.	There let the way appear, steps unto heav'n; All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given; Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in thee; I give thee back the life I owe, That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be. O light that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee; My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in thy sunshine's blaze its day May brighter, fairer be.	O Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace the rainbow through the rain, And feel the promise is not vain, That morn shall tearless be. O Cross that liftest up my head, I dare not ask to fly from thee; I lay in dust life's glory dead, And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be.
Living for Jesus, a life that is true, Striving to please Him in all that I do; Yielding allegiance, glad hearted and free, This is the pathway of blessing for me.	Refrain O Jesus, Lord and Savior, I give myself to Thee, For Thou, in Thy atonement, didst give Thyself for me. I own no other master, my heart shall be Thy throne. My life I give, henceforth to live, O Christ, for Thee alone.
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. 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.
Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on, let me stand I'm tired, I’m weak, I’m lone Through the storm, through the night Lead me on to the light Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home	When my way grows drear precious Lord linger near When my life is almost gone Hear my cry, hear my call Hold my hand lest I fall Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, from Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure; save from wrath and make me pure.	Nothing in my hand I bring, simply to the cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; helpless look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; wash me, Savior, or I die.
So send I you by grace made strong to triumph O’er hosts of hell, o’er darkness, death and sin, My name to bear, and in that name to conquer- So send I you, my victory to win. So send I you to take to souls in bondage the Word of Truth that sets the captives free, to break the bonds of sin, to loose death’s fetters, So send I you to bring the lost to me.	So send I you My strength to know in weakness, My joy in grief, My perfect peace in pain, To prove My power, My Grace, My promised presence, So send I you, eternal fruit to gain. So send I you to bear My cross with patience, and then one day with joy to lay it down, to hear My voice, “Well done my faithful servant Come share My throne, My kingdom and My crown!” "As my Father has sent Me, so send I you." John 20:21
Spirit of God, descend upon my heart; Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move; Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art; And make me love Thee as I ought to love.	Hast Thou not bid me love Thee, God and King? All, all Thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind. I see Thy cross; there teach my heart to cling: O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!
This world is not my home I'm just a passin' through My treasures are laid up Somewhere beyond the blue The angels beckon me from heaven's open door And I can't feel at home In this world any more,	O Lord, you know I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home, Then Lord, what will I do? The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
1.Thanks to God for my Redeemer, Thanks for all Thou dost provide! Thanks for times now but a mem’ry, Thanks for Jesus by my side! Thanks for pleasant, balmy springtime, Thanks for dark and stormy fall! Thanks for tears by now forgotten, Thanks for peace within my soul! 2.Thanks for prayers that Thou hast answered, Thanks for what Thou dost deny! Thanks for storms that I have weathered, Thanks for all Thou dost supply!	Thanks for pain, and thanks for pleasure, Thanks for comfort in despair! Thanks for grace that none can measure, Thanks for love beyond compare! 3. Thanks for roses by the wayside, Thanks for thorns their stems contain! Thanks for home and thanks for fireside, Thanks for hope, that sweet refrain! Thanks for joy and thanks for sorrow, Thanks for heav’nly peace with Thee! Thanks for hope in the tomorrow, Thanks through all eternity!
What a Friend we have in Jesus all our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.	Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer. Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the Lord in prayer! In His arms He’ll take and shield you; you will find a solace there.
There is never a day so dreary, There is never a night so long, But the soul that is trusting in Jesus Will somewhere find a song. *Refrain:* Wonderful, wonderful Jesus, In the heart He implanteth a song: A song of deliverance, of courage, of strength, In the heart He implanteth a song.	There is never a care or burden, There is never a grief or loss, But that Jesus in love will lighten When carried to the cross.
Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart, naught be all else to me, save that thou art; Thou my best thought by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light. Be thou my wisdom, thou my true word, I ever with thee and thou with me Lord; Thou my great Father, I thy true son; Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.	Be thou my battle shield, sword for the fight; Be thou my dignity, thou my delight; Thou my soul's shelter, thou my high tower: Raise thou me heavenward, O Power of my power. Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise: Thou mine inheritance now and always; Thou and thou only first in my heart; High King of Heaven, my treasure thou art.