Love Divine, All Loves Excelling

Hymn
Love Divine, All Loves Excelling
Charles Wesley

Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of Heav’n 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 ev’ry trembling heart.

Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit
Into ev’ry troubled breast;
Let us all in thee inherit,
Let us find thy promised rest;
Take away our love of sinning;
Alpha and Omega be;
End of faith as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.

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 host 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 Heav’n we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise!

I Could Not Do Without Thee

Hymn
I Could Not Do Without Thee
Frances Ridley Havergal

I Could Not Do Without Thee,
O Saviour Of The Lost,
Whose Precious Blood Redeemed Me
At Such Tremendous Cost;
Thy Righteousness, Thy Pardon,
Thy Precious Blood, Must Be
My Only Hope And Comfort,
My Glory And My Plea.

I Could Not Do Without Thee,
I Cannot Stand Alone,
I Have No Strength Or Goodness,
No Wisdom Of My Own;
But Thou, Belovèd Saviour,
Art All In All To Me,
And Weakness Will Be Power
If Leaning Hard On Thee.

I Could Not Do Without Thee;
No Other Friend Can Read
The Spirit’s Strange Deep Longings,
Interpreting Its Need;
No Human Heart Could Enter
Each Dim Recess Of Mine,
And Soothe, And Hush, And Calm It,
O Blessèd Lord, But Thine.

I Could Not Do Without Thee,
For Years Are Fleeting Fast,
And Soon In Solemn Loneness
The River Must Be Passed;
But Thou Wilt Never Leave Me,
And Though The Waves Roll High,
I Know Thou Wilt Be Near Me,
And Whisper, ‘It Is I.’

My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less

Hymn
My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less
Edward Mote

My hope is built on nothing less
than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
but wholly lean on Jesus’ name.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand:
all other ground is sinking sand;
all other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils his lovely face,
I rest on his unchanging grace;
in every high and stormy gale,
my anchor holds within the veil. [Refrain]

His oath, his covenant, his blood,
support me in the whelming flood;
when all around my soul gives way,
he then is all my hope and stay. [Refrain]

When he shall come with trumpet sound,
O may I then in him be found:
dressed in his righteousness alone,
faultless to stand before the throne. [Refrain]

Glory to Jesus Who Died on the Tree

Hymn
Glory to Jesus Who Died on the Tree
P. P. Bilhorn

Glory to Jesus who died on the tree,
Paid the great price that my soul might be free;
Now I can sing hallelujah to God,
Glory! He saves, He saves.

Glory! He saves, glory! He saves,
Saves a poor sinner like me;
Glory! He saves, glory! He saves,
Saves a poor sinner like me.

Once in my heart there was sin and despair,
Now the dear Saviour himself dwelleth there,
And from His presence comes peace to my soul,
Glory! He saves, He saves.  Refrain

Come then, ye weary, who long to be free,
Come to the Saviour, He waiteth for thee,
Then with the ransom’d this song you can sing,
Glory! He saves, He saves.  Refrain

Fill Me with Your Holy Spirit

O Lord, would You fill my soul with Your Spirit
And fill me to the whole
O Lord, would You fill my body, heart and mind with Your Spirit
And fill me to the whole

Take my fearful, anxious heart
And heal it with your everlasting love
Take my wanting and my frailty
And fill me with Your pow’r from above

For all the nations, for all the peoples
I will offer up my life
And spread the gospel to the ends of the earth

O Lord, would You fill my soul with Your Spirit
And fill me to the whole
O Lord, would You fill my body, heart and mind with Your Spirit
And fill me to the whole

By the blood You shed on the cross
Would you heal the scars hidden in my heart
By Your Spirit, would You lead me
All the rest of my life never depart

For all the nations, for all the peoples
I will offer up my life
And spread the gospel to the ends of the earth

The Precious Blood of Jesus

Hymn
The Precious Blood of Jesus

The precious blood of Jesus, shed
Upon the cruel tree,
Flows like a fountain still, for sins
Oh, friends, for you and me!
Come without price, confess your sin,
All people high or low
Be by that stream made truly clean,
Made pure, and white as snow!

I do believe, I do believe,
That Jesus died for me,
That on the cross He shed His blood
From sin to set me free.

The dying thief, who came to know
The blackness of his guilt,
In faith received as Saviour Him
Whose sinless blood was spilt
And though my sin be black as night,
The promise still holds true
If I trust Jesus as did he,
I’ll be forgiven too.

The Lamb of God, who bore alone
The sins of all the race,
Now by His cross redeems from loss
Each who will seek His face
And they shall throng with endless song
Upon that happy shore,
With harp of gold and joy untold,
To praise Him evermore.

Begin, My Tongue, Some Heavenly Theme

Hymn
Begin, My Tongue, Some Heavenly Theme
Isaac Watts

Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And Speak some boundless thing
The mighty works, or mightier name,
Of our eternal King.

Tell of His wondrous faithfulness,
And sound His power abroad
Sing the sweet promise of His grace,
The love and truth of God.

His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.

O might I hear Thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, “Thou art Mine,”
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

Washed in the Blood

Hymn
Washed In the Blood
E. A. Hoffman

Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow’r?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed in the blood,
In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless?
Are they white as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you walking daily by the Savior’s side?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Do you rest each moment in the Crucified?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? [Refrain]

When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright,
and be washed in the blood of the Lamb? [Refrain]

Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin.
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean.
O be washed in the blood of the Lamb! [Refrain]

Calling

Hymn
Calling
Kwon Jung Min

Lord, hear my prayer as I look back,
Upon my past and see my life today.
Would You open my eyes to see
Your plans for me?

Lord, as I hold onto Your covenant,
And pray in faith with Your Word,
Would You give to me the blessing of meeting
In my every step?

O Lord, in the trials help me to see
Your plans for me,
And give thanks unto Your name.
O Lord, pour Your grace into my heart and let it flow,

Let my love be renewed once again.
Let my heart break from within,
As I look out on this world.
Would You show me the only thing they need
Is Your Gospel, Lord?

And for all of my life,
Let my will be tied to Your desire.
Let me raise up the remnant,
To answer their calling.

There Shall Be Showers of Blessing

Hymn
There Shall Be Showers of Blessing
D. W. Whittle 

There shall be showers of blessing:
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.

Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.

There shall be showers of blessing,
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain. [Refrain]

There shall be showers of blessing:
Send them upon us, O Lord;
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come and now honor Thy Word. [Refrain]

There shall be showers of blessing:
Oh, that today they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call! [Refrain]