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What about some of the old hymns.

Discussion in 'Thoughts for Today' started by Dusty, Oct 17, 2007.

  1. What about some of the old hymns.

    The young people seem to have forgotten the old hymns of the church and I think that is sad. Here is one. Feel free to add.

    What can wash away my sin? nothing but the blood of Jesus;
    what can make me whole again? nothing but the blood of Jesus.
    O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
    no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

    For my cleansing this I see—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
    for my pardon this my plea—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
    O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
    no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.


    Nothing can for sin atone—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
    naught of good that I have done—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
    O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
    no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

    This is all my hope and peace—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
    this is all my righteousness—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
    O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
    no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.


    Now by this I’ll overcome—nothing but the blood of Jesus;
    now by this I’ll reach my home—nothing but the blood of Jesus.
    O precious is the flow that makes me white as snow;
    no other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.


    Nothing but the Blood
    Robert Lowry, 1876
    _________________
     
  2. My favorite oldie is Amazing Grace!
     
  3. "OLD" is a relative term.

    We sing from the 1941 Lutheran Hymnal....
    But my very favorite is still "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God"

    (Hymn # 262)

    Yep! I love that tune! :)

    Speaking of which,..... Reformation Sunday is the 28th of this month!!!
     
  4. One I remember

    Power in the Blood

    Would you be free from your burden of sin?
    There's power in the Blood - - Power in the Blood
    Would you o'er evil a victory win?
    There's wonderful power in the Blood
    There is Power, Power wonder working power
    In the (Precious) Blood of the Lamb
    Would you be free from your passion and pride?
    There's power in the Blood -- Power in the Blood
    Come then for cleansing to Calvary's tide.
    There's Wonderful power in the Blood
    Would you be whiter, yes whiter than snow?
    Sin stains are lost in its life-giving flow.
    Would you do service for Jesus your King?
    Would you live daily His praises to sing?
     
  5. "Power In The Blood!

    Great hymn.

    President Bush used that phrase in his 2003 State of the Union Address.
     
  6. Turn your eyes upon Jesus...

    Old School Newsboys version...
     
  7. I loved this video. It was put together so well. Thanks.

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  8. Nice Brother Ban... Thanks:):)
     
  9. Amazing Grace
    Imagine with me back to the year 1746. A ship is d[​IMG]ocking on the coast of West Africa. Its purpose is to snatch unsuspecting people and sell them as slaves in the far off countries. The captain of this ship is known far and wide for his debauchery, vulgarity and blasphemy. But one day in 1748, while reading the book "The Imitation of Christ" by Thomas a Kempis, our captain comes face to face with his sin and turns his life over to Jesus, the Savior of sinners. Our captain is John Newton. After his conversion and dedication to Christ, he became a pastor and hymn writer. His most famous of hymns, "Amazing Grace", is a testimonial of his conversion to Christ.

    Amazing Grace
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    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.

    Thru many dangers, toils and snares,
    I have already come;
    'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
    And grace will lead me home.

    When we've been there ten thousand years,
    Bright shining as the sun,
    We've no less days to sing God's praise
    Then when we'd first begun.
     
  10. How Great Thou Art.
    S.K. Hine brought to America a hymn that was the final result of almost
    sevent
    y years of literary activity, involving several different writers and
    translators. In 1885 or 1886 Rev. Carl Boberg, a Swedish preacher, wrote the hymn, O Store Gud, (O Great God). In 1907 it was translated into German, and in 1912 into Russian. In 1927, the English missionaries Hine found it and started using it in their ministry in the Ukraine. When W.W.II broke out Hine brought the English translation of the hymn with him to England and added a fourth stanza. He added the fourth stanza just after W.W.II, when many refugees from eastern Europe were streaming into England. The refugees were always asking, "When are we going home?" In the day we reach our heavenly home will we proclaim, with the hymn, "My God, How Great Thou Art."

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    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 pow'r thro'out the universe displayed.

    When through the woods and forest glades I wander
    And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees,
    When I look down from lofty montain grandeur,
    And hear the brook and feel the gently breeze.

    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.

    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!




     
  11. Great Is Thy Faithfulness

    Thomas Chisholm was born in 1866 in the state of Kentucky. He wrote over 1200 hymns,[​IMG] such as: "Living For Jesus," and "O, to be Like Thee." But the hymn we remember the most is "Great Is Thy Faithfulness."

    Chisholm did not write this hymn because something great and miraculous had taken place in his life. No, he wrote this because over his entire life he had learned to see the greatness of God.

    At the age of 75, he wrote:

    "My income has not been large at any time due to impaired health in the earlier years which has followed me on until now. Although I must not fail to record here the unfailing faithfulness of a covenant-keeping God and that He has given me many wonderful displays of His providing care, for which I am filled with astonishing gratefulness."

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    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.

    Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
    Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
    Join with all nature in manifold witness,
    To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

    Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
    Thy own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
    Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
    Blessing all mine, with ten thousand beside!

    Great is Thy faithfulness! Great is Thy faithfulness!
    Morning by morning new mercies I see;
    All I have needed Thy hand hath provided -
    Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me!


     
  12. What an awesome brother!
     
  13. Blessed Assurance

    Not much is known of the background of this Fanny Crosby hymn, "Blessed Assurance, Jesus is Mine." Fanny tells this one story about the hymn. Mrs. Joseph Fairchild Knapp, wife of the organizer of the Metropolitan Life Insurance company, went to visit her
    and get an opinion of a tune Mrs. Knapp had written. "What does it say to you, Fanny?" she asked. Fanny's answer was "Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine." And then a few minutes later she handed to Mrs. Knapp the completed lyrics of the hymn. The tune and the lyrics were put together and are still sung today.

    Fanny Crosby wrote over 8000 hymns. She said about her blindness, "The first face ever to gladden my sight will be when I get to heaven and behold the face of the One who died for me. . . . I verily believe that God intended that I should live my days in physical darkness so that I might be better prepared to sing His praise and lead others from spiritual darkness into eternal light. With sight I would have been too distracted to have written thousands of hymns."


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    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.

    Perfect submission, perfect delight,
    Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
    Angles descending, bring from above
    Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

    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.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
     
  14. Good song, Ban!
     
  15. Count Your Blessings

    "Count Your Blessings" is generally considered to be Oatman's finest hymn.[​IMG] It first appeared in Songs for Young People, compiled and published by Edwin O. Excell in 1897. It has been sung all over the world. One writer has stated, "Like a beam of sunlight it has brightened up the dark places of the earth."

    The London Daily, in giving an account of a meeting presided over by Gypsy Smith, reported, "Mr. Smith announced the hymn 'Count Your Blessings.' Said he, 'In South London the men sing it, the boys whistle it, and the women rock their babies to sleep on this hymn.'"

    During the great revival in Wales it was one of the hymns sung at every service along with such Welsh favorites as "Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah" and "O That Will be Glory". The composer of the music, E. O. Excell, is a well-known name in early gospel hymnody. He was born in Stark County, Ohio, on December 13, 1851. At the age of twenty he became a singing teacher, traveling around the country establishing singing schools. For twenty years he was associated with Sam Jones, a well-known Southern revivalist. Excell was recognized as one of the finest song leaders of his day. In addition to writing and composing more than 2,000 gospel songs as well as publishing about fifty songbooks, he administered a successful music publishing business in Chicago. While assisting Gypsy Smith in an evangelistic campaign in Louisville, Kentucky, in 1921, he was suddenly stricken at the age of seventy and taken home to join the immortal heavenly chorus.



    Verse 1
    When upon life's billows You are tempest tossed,
    When you are discouraged Thinking all is lost,
    Count your many blessings Name them one by one,
    And it will surprise you What the Lord hath done.
    Chorus:
    Count your blessings Name them one by one.
    Count your blessings See what God hath done.
    Count your blessings Name them one by one.
    Count your many blessings See what God hath done.
    Verse 2
    Are you ever burdened With a load of care,
    Does the cross seem heavy You are called to bear.
    Count your many blessings Every doubt will fly,
    And you will be singing As the days go by.
    Verse 3
    When you look at others With their lands and gold,
    Think that Christ has promised You His wealth untold.
    Count your many blessings Money cannot buy,
    Your reward in heaven Nor your home on high.
    Verse 4
    So amid the conflict Whether great or small,
    Do not be discouraged God is over all.
    Count your many blessings Angels will attend,
    Help and comfort give you To your journey's end.
     
  16. I have decided to follow Jesus...
    I have decided to follow Jesus...
    I have decided to follow Jesus...
    No turning back, no turning back...

    I love this one. They sang it before I was baptized (as an adult, when I decided that it was time).

    I like the fact that this song suggests that the decision was mine. I made this decision of my own free will, nobody forced me to become a Christian (though many tried). The song doesn't say "Someone has forced me to follow Jesus". The song allows me to say that the decision was mine to accept his grace, sacrifice and gift.

    I don't know who wrote the song or where it came from; but the book that we sang it out of was split and dusty and old. I like those kinds.:D
     
  17. Neat, Thanks.... Good one.
     
  18. How Great Thou Art.
    S.K. Hine brought to America a hymn that was the final result of almost
    sevent
    [​IMG]y years of literary activity, involving several different writers and
    translators. In 1885 or 1886 Rev. Carl Boberg, a Swe
    dish preacher, wrote the hymn, O Store Gud, (O Great God). In 1907 it was translated into German, and in 1912 into Russian. In 1927, the English missionaries Hine found it and started using it in their ministry in the Ukraine. When W.W.II broke out Hine brought the English translation of the hymn with him to England and added a fourth stanza. He added the fourth stanza just after W.W.II, when many refugees from eastern Europe were streaming into England. The refugees were always asking, "When are we going home?" In the day we reach our heavenly home will we proclaim, with the hymn, "My God, How Great Thou Art."

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    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 pow'r thro'out the universe displayed.

    When through the woods and forest glades I wander
    And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees,
    When I look down from lofty montain grandeur,
    And hear the brook and feel the gently breeze.

    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.

    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!
     
  19. His Eye is On The Sparrow
    How many of us have truly dwelt on these verses:
    Quote:
    "Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows." (Mat 10:29-31)


    When troubles and sickness come our way, we usually turn to worry and fretting about our situation. Civilla Martin (1869-1948) the author of today's hymn had a friend who had learned to rely on this verse and when in 1904, sickness made her bed ridden she continued to trust in God. Seeing the testimony of her friend cause Civilla Martin to pen the words to our hymn, "His Eye is On The Sparrow."

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    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.

    "Let not your heart be troubled," His tender word I hear,
    And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
    Tho' 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 cares for me;
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He cares for me.

    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




    I can still hear George Beverly Shea singing this song. It is ringing in my ears.
     

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