EASY
Up to the hills where Christ is gone
To plead for all His saints,
Presenting at His Father’s throne
Our songs and our complaints.
Lord in the Morning
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there
What a friend We Have In Jesus
His reign shall know no end,
And round His pierced feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown Him With Many Crowns
Joyfully with songs and banners,
We will greet the festal day;
Shout aloud our glad hosannas,
And our grateful homage pay.
Wake the Song
O the depths of love divine,
Earth or heaven can never know
How that sins as dark as mine
Can be made as white as snow.
I Will Sing of Jesus Love
Under the sunset skies;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening,
When man’s work is o’er.
Work, for the Night Is Coming
The depths of earth are in His hands; He rules the mighty sea.
O crown His Name with honor, and let His standard wave,
Till distant isles beyond the deep shall own His power to save.
The Lord in Zion Reigneth
There’s music in my soul today,
A carol to my King,
And Jesus, listening, can hear
The songs I cannot sing.
There's Sunshine In My Soul Today
Bright youth and snow-crowned age,
Strong men and maidens meek,
Raise high your free, exulting song,
God’s wondrous praises speak.
Rejoice Ye Pure In Heart
Humbly at His feet I bow;
Worldly pleasures all forsaken,
Take me, Jesus, take me now.
I Surrender All
Jesus is waiting, oh, come to Him now,
Waiting today, waiting today,
Come with your sins, at His feet lowly bow;
Come, and no longer delay.
Jesus Is Tenderly Calling You Home
O Thou God of all,
Hear us when we call,
Help us one and all
By Thy grace;
When the battle’s done,
And the victory’s won,
May we wear the crown before Thy face.
Sound The Battle Cry
Soon the heavens will open wide,
Christ will come to claim His bride.
All the universe will sing,
Hallelujah! Christ is King!
We Have This Hope
O the depths of love divine,
Earth or heaven can never know
How that sins as dark as mine
Can be made as white as snow.
I Will Sing Of Jesus Love
A sweet perfume upon the breeze,
Will come from ever vernal trees,
And flowers that never fading grow,
Where streams of life forever flow.
There Is A Land Of Corn And Wine