Posts Tagged ‘hymn history’

Jesus My Friend

September 2, 2017

This hymn written by Will L. Thompson in 1904 expresses what Jesus should mean to every Christian.

Jesus is all the world to me,

My life, my joy, my all;He is my strength from day to day,
Without Him I would fall.

When I am sad, to Him I go,

No other one can cheer me so;

When I am sad, He makes me glad,

He’s my Friend.

Jesus is all the world to me,

My Friend in trials sore;

I go to Him for blessings, and

He gives them o’er and o’er.

He sends the sunshine and the rain,

He sends the harvest’s golden grain;

Sunshine and rain, harvest of grain,

He’s my Friend.

Jesus is all the world to me,

And true to Him I’ll be;

Oh, how could I this Friend deny,

When He’s so true to me?

Following Him I know I’m right,

He watches o’er me day and night;

Following Him by day and night,

He’s my Friend.

Jesus is all the world to me,

I want no better Friend;

I trust Him now, I’ll trust Him when

Life’s fleeting days shall end.

Beautiful life with such a Friend,

Beautiful life that has no end;

Eternal life, eternal joy,

He’s my Friend.

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He Arose

March 29, 2016

You may not have heard of a man named Robert Lowry, (1826-1899) but if you have been going to church you have heard and sung his hymns. He authored and composed over 200 hymns back in the 1800’s. “Shall we gather at the river”, “I need thee every hour”, “All the way my Savior leads me” are just a few that you may know. The one that we hear the most is sung at Easter services, “He Arose”:

1 Low in the grave he lay, Jesus my Savior, 

waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord! 

Refrain:

Up from the grave he arose; 

with a mighty triumph o’er his foes; 

he arose a victor from the dark domain, 

and he lives forever, with his saints to reign. 

He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

2 Vainly they watch his bed, Jesus my Savior, 

vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord! [Refrain]

3 Death cannot keep its prey, Jesus my Savior; 

he tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord! [Refrain]

1 Corinthians 15:4 And that he was buried, and that he rose again the third day according to the scriptures:

Hark the Herald Angels Sing

December 14, 2015

“Hark the Herald Angels Sing” was written in the 1700’s by Charles Wesley. He and his brother John were dynamic preachers in that time and were responsible for revival in both England and America.They founded the Methodist Church.

Charles wrote hundreds of hymns, first published in the Methodist Hymnal.

He was saved under the preaching of George Whitfield, who also had a part in the lyrics of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing” as he changed some of the words to the hymn as we know it today.

The influence of these great men of the faith are still being felt today. If only we would see men today of such dedication to the preaching of the Gospel.

Unfortunately a lot of the churches have started singing “new” Christmas songs and the old familiar hymns are being tossed aside, along with the power of the Holy Spirit. Programs have replaced power in many churches today. If you hear or sing this great hymn this Christmas stop for a minute or two and pray for revival. Our churches need revival, our homes need revival and our nation needs revival.
1. Hark! the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn King!

Peace on earth and mercy mild,

God and sinners reconciled!

Joyful, all ye nations, rise;

Join the triumph of the skies;

With th’angelic host proclaim

Christ is born in Bethlehem!

(Chorus)

Hark! the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn King!

2. Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace!

Hail the Son of Righteousness!

Light and life to all he brings,

Ris’n with healing in his wings.

Mild he lays his glory by,

Born that man no more may die;

Born to raise the sons of earth,

Born to give them second birth.
Luke 2:14 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

For the Beauty of the Earth

November 27, 2015

These words that follow are a hymn written by Folliott Sandford Pierpoint (1835 – 1917) in the mid 1800’s. He looked around and saw the beauty God created and wanted to praise the Creator. We also should be thankful and give praise to our great God and Savior for everything He has given us, so beautifully written in this hymn.

1. For the beauty of the earth, for the glory of the skies, for the love which from our birth over and around us lies; 
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise. 

2. For the beauty of each hour of the day and of the night, hill and vale, and tree and flower, sun and moon, and stars of light; 

Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise. 

3. For the joy of ear and eye, for the heart and mind’s delight, for the mystic harmony, linking sense to sound and sight; 

Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise. 

4. For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent, child, friends on earth and friends above, for all gentle thoughts and mild; 

Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise. 

5. For thy church, that evermore lifteth holy hands above, offering up on every shore her pure sacrifice of love; 

Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise. 

6. For thyself, best Gift Divine, to the world so freely given, for that great, great love of thine, peace on earth, and joy in heaven: 

Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise. 

I Love to Tell the Story

November 16, 2015

     A young girl, Katherine Hankey, who devoted her life to Sunday school work fell seriously ill at age 30.
       During her convalescence, in the year 1866, she wrote a long poem which contains the words of this hymn:

I Love to Tell the Story

(1) I love to tell the story Of unseen things above,

Of Jesus and His glory, Of Jesus and His love;

I love to tell the story- Because I know ’tis true,

It satisfies my longings As nothing else can do.

CHORUS:

I love to tell the story!

Twill be my theme in glory-

To tell the old, old story

Of Jesus and His love.

(2) I love to tell the story- More wonderful it seems

Than all the golden fancies Of all our golden dreams;

I love to tell the story- It did so much for me,

And that is just the reason- I tell it now to Thee.

(3) I love to tell the story- ‘Tis pleasant to repeat

What seems, each time I tell it, More wonderfully sweet;

I love to tell the story- For some have never heard

The message of salavtion From God’s own holy word.

(4) I love to tell the story- For those who know it best

Seem hungering and thirsting To hear it like the rest;

And when in scenes of glory I sing the new, new song,
‘Twill be the old, old story That I have loved so long.”

Every Christian should love to tell about Jesus. That is the reason SOS Events ministry was founded. To tell others how to be saved and to teach Christians how to tell in a simple non confrontational way.

Acts 11:14  Who shall tell thee words, whereby thou and all thy house shall be saved.
 
 
 

To God Be The Glory

January 12, 2015

“To God Be The Glory” is one of the hymns written by Fanny Crosby. She was blind from the age of six weeks old, when a doctor applied the wrong medication to her eyes.
She was well educated, became a teacher, married and wrote many hymns that are in our hymnals today.
She lived to be 95 years old and her love for the Lord is evident in the words of her many songs. A good example to us how a person can look at the bright side of life even through hardships and adversity.
1 To God be the glory, great things he has done;
so loved he the world that he gave us his Son,
who yielded his life an atonement for sin,
and opened the lifegate that we may go in.
Refrain:
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord; let the earth hear his voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord; let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father through Jesus the Son,
and give him the glory; great things he has done.
2 O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood,
to every believer the promise of God;
the vilest offender who truly believes,
that moment from Jesus a pardon receives.
3 Great things he has taught us, great things he has done,
and great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son;
but purer and higher and greater will be
our wonder, our gladness, when Jesus we see.

John 11:4
When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby.

His Eye Is On The Sparrow

January 6, 2015

The hymn, “His eye is on the Sparrow” was inspired by a couple, the Doolittle’s of Elmira, New York.
The wife had been confined to bed for many years.
Her husband was a semi invalid and worked from his home in a wheelchair.
The songwriter, Civilla Martin, tells of the visit to the Doolittle’s in 1904.
She was impressed with the joyful spirit the Doolittle’s maintained in spite of their severe disabilities.
She ask Mrs. Doolittle how she could continue such a joyful spirit when she had so many problems.
Her answer was “How can I be discouraged when my heavenly Father watches over each little sparrow and I know he loves and cares for me.”
Mrs. Martin was so impressed over the joyful attitude that she immediately wrote the words to the hymn “His Eye is on the Sparrow.”
This hymn has been recorded by several artists and has been an encouragement to many of God’s people.

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant Friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Refrain:
I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Luke 12:6-7
Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God?
But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore:ye are of more value than many sparrows.

Hark the Herald Angels Sing

December 13, 2014

“Hark the Herald Angels Sing” was written in the 1700’s by Charles Wesley. He and his brother John were dynamic preachers in that time and were responsible for revival in both England and America.
They founded the Methodist Church.
Charles wrote hundreds of hymns, first published in the Methodist Hymnal.
He was saved under the preaching of George Whitfield, who also had a part in the lyrics of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing” as he changed some of the words to the hymn as we know it today.
The influence of these great men of the faith are still being felt today. If only we would see men today of such dedication to the preaching of the Gospel.
When you hear or sing this great hymn this season stop for a minute or two and pray for revival.

1. Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!
Joyful, all ye nations, rise;
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th’angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem!
(Chorus)
Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King!
2. Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Ris’n with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

Luke 2:14
Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace,
good will toward men.

At Calvary

October 10, 2014

William R. Newell was the author of the hymn At Calvary. He was A rebellious teenager and his father did not know what to do with his son who was so wayward.
In desperation he contacted the president of Moody Bible Institute in Chicago, begging that William would be allowed to attend. The president was hesitant to allow him to be enrolled but finally decided that if William would meet with him everyday and study diligently he would be accepted into the college.
William stumbled may times but his Father’s prayers, the college president’s commitment and faith in Jesus resulted in a changed life in William. He wrote the hymn At Calvary in poetry form as a testimony of his life.
William R. Newell (1868-1956) is remembered fondly as a pastor, evangelist, Bible teacher, author, conference speaker and writer. And he is remembered as a humble man who recognized that it was only by the grace of God that he was able to accomplish so many things.

At Calvary
Years I spent in vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified,
Knowing not it was for me He died on Calvary.
Mercy there was great, and grace was free;
Pardon there was multiplied to me;
There my burdened soul found liberty at Calvary.
By God’s Word at last my sin I learned;
Then I trembled at the law I’d spurned,
Till my guilty soul imploring turned to Calvary.
Now I’ve given to Jesus everything,
Now I gladly own Him as my King,
Now my raptured soul can only sing of Calvary!
Oh, the love that drew salvation’s plan!
Oh, the grace that brought it down to man!
Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span at Calvary!

And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him. Luke 23:33

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It Is Well With My Soul

September 12, 2014

Horatio Spafford (1828-1888) was a wealthy Chicago lawyer with a thriving legal practice, a beautiful home, a wife, four daughters and a son. He was also a devout Christian.
At the very height of his financial and professional success, Horatio and his wife Anna suffered the tragic loss of their young son. Shortly thereafter on October 8, 1871, the Great Chicago Fire destroyed almost every real estate investment that Spafford had.
Spafford scheduled a boat trip to Europe in order to give his wife and daughters a much needed vacation and time to recover from the tragedy. He remained in Chicago to take care of some unexpected last minute business. Several days later he received notice that his family’s ship had encountered a collision. All four of his daughters drowned; only his wife had survived.
With a heavy heart, Spafford boarded a boat that would take him to his grieving Anna in England. It was on this trip that he penned those now famous words, When sorrow like sea billows roll; it is well, it is well with my soul..

Philippians 4:7
And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.