Which hymns do you sing at your church?

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List some of the favorites your church sings. I'd really like to read the lyrics too. I know some of them will be the big ones like, How great thou art, Amazing Grace, and others.

Also, post some lyrics of contemporary songs such as, Shine Jesus Shine and "holiday" songs too. In other Psalmody threads it has come up about the superiority and completeness of hymns and spiritual songs. I'd like to know how one can arrive at this opinion.

Also, what hymnal(s) do you use? Have you ever come across hymns / contemp. songs in worship that were laced with falsehood?
 
Also, post some lyrics of contemporary songs such as, Shine Jesus Shine and "holiday" songs too. In other Psalmody threads it has come up about the superiority and completeness of hymns and spiritual songs. I'd like to know how one can arrive at this opinion.

Shine Jesus Shine[/I} and "superiority and completeness" used in the same paragraph? I certainly hope you find nobody arguing for the superiority and completeness of tripe like that song.
 
Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.

A finer song has NOT been sung!
 
We use a Baptist Hymnal. I'm not crazy about the song, Love Lifted Me because it says "I was sinking deep in sin" when it should be "dead in sins". :D But my favorite is Be Thou My Vision:

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, and 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.

High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
 
I would have also put up Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing. I feel like the last verse completely describes me. I'm always prone to wander from the God I love. Bind my heart like a fetter, seal it for thy courts above. :amen: I love that hymn!
 
Two favorites, of many:

Not What My Hands Have Done (OTH #403, Horatius Bonar)

Not what my hands have done
Can save my guilty soul;
Not what my toiling flesh has borne
Can make my spirit whole.
Not what I feel or do
Can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears
Can bear my awful load.

Thy work alone, O Christ,
Can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,
Can give me peace within.
Thy love to me, O God,
Not mine, O Lord to thee,
Can rid me of this dark unrest
And set my spirit free.

Thy grace alone, O God,
To me can pardon speak;
Thy pow'r alone, O Son of God,
Can this sore bondage break.
No other work, save thine,
No other blood will do;
No strength, save that which is divine,
Can bear me safely through.

I bless the Christ of God;
I rest on love divine;
And with unfalt'ring lip and heart
I call this Saviour mine.
This cross dispels each doubt;
I bury in his tomb
Each thought of unbelief and fear,
Each ling'ring shade of gloom.

I praise the God of grace;
I trust his truth and might;
He calls me his, I call him mine,
My God, my joy, my light.
'Tis he who saveth me,
And freely pardon gives;
I love because he loveth me,
I live because he lives.

The God of Abraham Praise (OTH #32, Daniel ben Judah)

The God of Abraham praise,
Who reigns enthroned above;
Ancient of everlasting days,
And God of love:
Jehovah! great I AM!
By earth and heav'n confessed;
I bow and bless the sacred name,
For ever blest.

The God of Abraham praise,
At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joys
At his right hand:
I all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame, and power;
And him my only portion make,
My Shield and Tower.

He by himself hath sworn,
I on his oath depend;
I shall, on eagle's wings upborne,
To heav'n ascend:
I shall behold his face,
I shall his power adore,
And sing the wonders of his grace
For evermore.

The goodly land I see,
With peace and plenty blest,
A land of sacred liberty
And endless rest;
There milk and honey flow,
And oil and wine abound,
And trees of life for ever grow,
With mercy crowned.

There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord our righteousness;
Triumphant over the world and sin,
The Prince of Peace
On Zion's sacred height
His kingdom still maintains,
And glorious with his saints in light
For ever reigns.

The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high;
Hail Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
They ever cry:
Hail Abraham's God and mine!
I join the heavenly lays
All might and majesty are thine,
And endless praise.
 
To the tune of Fingal, Psalm 40 from the Trinity Psalter

1 I waited for the LORD;
He stooped and heard my cry.
2 He brought me from the pit,
Out of the dungeon mire,
My feet set on a rock,
My footsteps made secure.
3 My lips He gave a song,
A song to praise our God.

2. Many will see with awe,
And so will trust the LORD.
4 Blessed he who trusts in GOD,
And turns not to false men.
5 You have worked wonders, LORD;
No one compares to You!
Should I declare each one,
Their number is too great..

3. 6 You want no offering,
Nor ask a sacrifice,
But You have given me
A ready ear to hear.
You ask no off'rings burnt
Nor sacrifice for sin.
7 So I say, "Here I come,
As in the scroll inscribed.

4. 8 "To do Your will, O God,
To me is my delight.
Your law is part of me,
Deep in my heart, O God."
9 In congregation great
I told Your righteousness.
You know, LORD, I spoke out;
I did not close my lips.

5. 10 I hid not in my heart
Your truth and saving help;
Your faithfulness I preached
In the assembly great.
11 You'll not withhold from me
You tender mercies , LORD,
And Your unfailing love
Will ever keep me safe.

6. 12 Misfortunes beyond count
Have taken hold of me.
My sins close in on me
So that I cannot see.
In greater sum are they
Than hairs upon my head.
So my heart fails in me;
My courage fades away.

7. 13 Come to my rescue, LORD;
O LORD, make haste to help.
Let all who seek my life
Be shamed and be confused..
14 Let them fall back in shame
Who want to see my hurt;
15 Let them be dumb who jeer.
"A-ha, A-ha" to me.

8. 16 Let all men who seek You
Be glad and in You joy;
Who Your salvation love
Say, "Glory to the LORD!"
17 Though I'm in want and poor,
The Lord takes thought of me.
My Help, my Savior, come!
O God, do not delay! Amen!
 
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To the tune of Llangloffan, Psalm 84 from the Trinity Psalter.

O Lord of Hosts, how lovely
The place where thou dost dwell!
Thy tabernacles holy
In pleasantness excel.
My soul is longing, fainting,
Jehovah's courts to see;
My heart and flesh are crying,
O living God, for thee.

Behold the sparrow findth
A house in which to rest,
The swallow has discovered
Where she may build her nest;
And where, securely sheltered,
Her young she forth may bring;
So Lord of Hosts, Thy Altars
I seek, My God, My King.

Blest who thy house inhabit,
They ever give thee praise;
Blest all whom thou dost strengthen,
Who love the sacred ways.
Who pass through Baca's Valley,
and make in it a well;
There tains in shower abundant
The pool with water fill.

So they from strength unwearied
Go forward unto strength,
Till they appear in Zion
Before the Lord at length.
O hear, Lord God of Jacob,
To me an answer yield;
The face of Thy Anointed,
Behold, O God, our Shield.

One day excels a thousand
If spent thy courts within;
I'll choose thy threshold, rather
Than dwell in tents of sin.
Our sun and shield, Jehovah,
Will grace and glory give;
No good will he deny them
That uprightly do live.

O God of Hosts, Jehovah,
How blest is ev'ry one
Who confidence reposes
On thee, O Lord, alone.
O Lord of Hosts, How lovely
The place where thou dost dwell.
Thy tabernacles holy
in pleasantness excel. Amen!
 
In other Psalmody threads it has come up about the superiority and completeness of hymns and spiritual songs. I'd like to know how one can arrive at this opinion.

The Psalms are Superior because they are Scriptures.. They are the WORDs of Christ themselves. They Are HOLY WORDS. They are without Flaw. And we sing HIS Words back to HIM. We are also Letting "the words of Christ dwell in us richly".

No matter how someone writes a hymn is it always flawed because it is written by sinful men.. But the Psalms are Written By Christ himself and are about himself. they are Canon.

They are also Superior because they are God centered then Man centered. They are about him, his attributes, his sovereignity, his power and might and his passion on the Cross.

They are complete because almost every Psalm talks about Christ and his mighty works.. It also talks about our Atonement in Christ by his death in Psalm 22.

Finally, Where do we begin with Hymnals.. I could find alot of error... but it would fill the room up along with the false doctrines of the men who wrote the hymns.... Isaac Watts, John Wesley, Charles Finney, etc....l
 
The Psalms are Superior because they are Scriptures.. They are the WORDs of Christ themselves. They Are HOLY WORDS. They are without Flaw. And we sing HIS Words back to HIM. We are also Letting "the words of Christ dwell in us richly".

No matter how someone writes a hymn is it always flawed because it is written by sinful men.. But the Psalms are Written By Christ himself and are about himself. they are Canon.

They are also Superior because they are God centered then Man centered. They are about him, his attributes, his sovereignity, his power and might and his passion on the Cross.

They are complete because almost every Psalm talks about Christ and his mighty works.. It also talks about our Atonement in Christ by his death in Psalm 22.

Finally, Where do we begin with Hymnals.. I could find alot of error... but it would fill the room up along with the false doctrines of the men who wrote the hymns.... Isaac Watts, John Wesley, Charles Finney, etc....l

Preaching to the choir, brother. :) My denomination is EP.

My question was to the uninspired song camp. Some believe the Psalms are incomplete. I wanted to know how one could possibly describe God's songs this way. And to compare them to some of the trash and false teaching found in hymns and especially contemporary songs is beyond my comprehension.
 
Opps... My bad... :p sowwy..

:handshake:

Preaching to the choir, brother. :) My denomination is EP.

My question was to the uninspired song camp. Some believe the Psalms are incomplete. I wanted to know how one could possibly describe God's songs this way. And to compare them to some of the trash and false teaching found in hymns and especially contemporary songs is beyond my comprehension.
 
I "reckon" anything from th 1940 Episcopal Hymnal is pretty good! Thats just me. My favorite is Saint Patrick's Breastplate..........love that!:up:
 
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.

A finer song has NOT been sung!

I know of 150 that are.

Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.

What do you, or anyone else, suppose this verse means?
 
Am I to understand, then, that the purpose of this thread was to debate EP again?
 
Why I could ONLY think it speaks of the saints and angels above praising God, and unlike us, doing it with perfectly true hearts and minds!

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What do you, or anyone else, suppose this verse means?

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Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
 
Why I could ONLY think it speaks of the saints and angels above praising God, and unlike us, doing it with perfectly true hearts and minds!

This may be what it means *to you* but to me it means sung by the human torch. ;) How can you and I worship in spirit and truth when these phrases don't come from the Holy Spirit and are not the [absolute] truth?

Sung by "flaming toungues". :um: The imagination of man is a remarkable thing.

Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
He has taught us "some melodious sonnet". In fact the Holy Spirit canonized sonnets - the Psalter. :D
 
Away in a Manger

For all the "holiday" fans:

No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head

The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes -->FALSE! Gnostic heresy. Trash this... or are the cords in too deep?

I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side,
'Til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus,
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray

Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there

Aaah, nothing like a little gnosticism to go with yule log. :cheers:
 
Interesting

Check this:


“Prone to leave the God I love”

Published by arnold April 27th, 2004 in the Life!. 0 Comments
The hymn “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing” was such a wonderful song that I heard a lot of its versions back in college — both classical and contemporary.
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.


But the story behind the writer of the song, I just found out, was even more interesting.
In 1757, Robert Robinson, a Methodist back then, wrote the song. The last paragraph of the song says,
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love
Take my heart, O take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above.
Prone to wonder indeed, he left Methodism and became a Baptist. Worst, he later became a Unitarian. Unitarians do not believe in the full diety of Jesus Christ. He died June 9, 1790.
Did he indeed “
the God I love”? A widely-told story says that one day as he was riding in a stagecoach a lady asked him what he thought of the hymn she was humming. He responded, “Madam, I am the poor unhappy man who wrote that hymn many years ago, and I would give a thousand worlds, if I had them, to enjoy the feelings I had then.”
Source: Robert Robinson wandered from the Lord with links from BrownPau

http://arnold.gamboa.ph/2004/04/

Anybody familiar with this story?








This may be what it means *to you* but to me it means sung by the human torch. ;) How can you and I worship in spirit and truth when these phrases don't come from the Holy Spirit and are not the [absolute] truth?

Sung by "flaming toungues". :um: The imagination of man is a remarkable thing.


He has taught us "some melodious sonnet". In fact the Holy Spirit canonized sonnets - the Psalter. :D
 
This is personally one of my favorites:

I Give You Freedom (The Whippoorwill Song)

I set the boundries of the ocean vast,
Carved out the mountains from the distant past,
Moulded a man from the miry clay,
Breathed in him life, but he went astray.

CHORUS:
I own the cattle on a thousand hills,
I write the music for the whippoorwills,
Control the planets with their rocks and rills,
But give you freedom to use your own will.

And if you want Me to, I’ll make you whole,
I’ll only do it though’ if you say so.
I’ll never force you, for I love you so,
I give you freedom - Is it “yes” or “no”?

I hold the waters in My mighty hand
Spread out the heavens with a single span,
Make all creation tremble at My voice,
But My own children come to Me by choice.
(chorus)

Even the oxen knows the master’s stall,
And sheep will recognize the shepherd’s call
I could demand your love - I own you twice,
But only willing love is worth the price!
(chorus)

My holy word now I give to you,
As a shining lamp to guide you through,
My yoke is easy and My burden is light,
Keep looking up, your Heavenly home’s in sight.
(chorus)
 
Casey, you well know that there must be a minimum of three such active threads on the board at any time! :)
Unfortunately, I see no other way of interpreting this thread than that Chris had every intention of maligning those who don't agree with his view.
 
^
I don't know, but I must admit I was totally lost with the human torch description...
 
For all the "holiday" fans:

No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head

The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes -->FALSE! Gnostic heresy. Trash this... or are the cords in too deep?

I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side,
'Til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus,
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray

Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there

Aaah, nothing like a little gnosticism to go with yule log. :cheers:

I alway sort of liked this hymn during Christmas.
 
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