<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137</id><updated>2012-01-14T14:03:28.409-05:00</updated><category term='Resurrection'/><category term='Virgin Birth'/><category term='Cross'/><category term='Trinity'/><category term='Sort of'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Hymns of the Cross and Blood (and Trinity, Incarnation, Virgin Birth, and Resurrection)</title><subtitle type='html'>Music is a very important part of my life, and hymns are my favorite music of all. This blog began highlighting hymns of the Cross and Blood of the Lord Jesus, but now it has expanded to include Christmas, the Virgin Birth, the Trinity, and the Resurrection.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-5983071395092906978</id><published>2010-01-27T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:54:59.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by John­son Oat­man, Jr.,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Edwin O. Excell&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your many blessings, name them one by one,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your blessings, name them one by one,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your blessings, see what God hath done!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your blessings, name them one by one,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your many blessings, see what God hath done!&lt;a href="#countyourblessings1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you ever burdened with a load of care?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your many blessings, every doubt will fly,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And you will be&lt;a href="#countyourblessings2"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; singing as the days go by.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you look at others with their lands and gold,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think that Christ has promised you His wealth untold;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your many blessings. Money cannot&lt;a href="#countyourblessings3"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your reward in heaven, nor your home on high.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;So, amid the conflict whether great or small,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not be discouraged,&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="countyourblessings4"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; God is over all;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count your many blessings, angels will attend,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help and comfort give you to your journey’s end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="contyourblessings1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, “And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="contyourblessings2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, “keep”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="contyourblessings3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;Some  hymnals read, “Wealth can never”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="contyourblessings4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;Some  hymnals read, “disheartened”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-5983071395092906978?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5983071395092906978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=5983071395092906978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5983071395092906978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5983071395092906978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-5882549539933120898</id><published>2010-01-23T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:04:29.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Be Still, My Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Katharina A. von Schlegel,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Translated from German by Jane L. Borthwick;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Jean Sibelius&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave to thy God to order and provide;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In ev’ry change, He faithful will remain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heav’nly Friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To guide the future, as He has the past.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All now mysterious shall be bright at last.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And all is darkened in the vale of tears,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From His own fullness all He takes away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When we shall be forever with the Lord.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So shall He view thee with a well pleased eye.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-5882549539933120898?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5882549539933120898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=5882549539933120898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5882549539933120898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5882549539933120898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-still-my-soul.html' title='Be Still, My Soul'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-2613189476190291450</id><published>2010-01-16T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:26:14.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>I Will Praise Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Margret J. Harris&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I saw the cleansing fountain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open wide for all my sin,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I obeyed the Spirit’s wooing,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When He said, “Wilt thou be clean?”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will praise Him! I will praise Him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Praise the Lamb for sinners slain;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give Him glory, all ye people,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For His blood can wash away each stain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though the way seems straight and narrow,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All I claimed was swept away;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My ambitions, plans and wishes,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At my feet in ashes lay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then God’s fire upon the altar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of my heart was set aflame;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall never cease to praise Him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glory, glory to His Name!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blessed be the Name of Jesus!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m so glad He took me in;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He’s forgiven my transgressions,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has cleansed my heart from sin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glory, glory to the Father!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glory, glory to the Son!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glory, glory to the Spirit!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glory to the Three in One!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-2613189476190291450?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/2613189476190291450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=2613189476190291450' 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term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><title type='text'>O Day of Rest and Gladness</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Christopher Wordsworth,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Lowell Mason&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O day of rest and gladness,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O day of joy and light,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O balm of care and sadness,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most beautiful, most bright:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thee, the high and lowly,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through ages joined in tune,&lt;a href="#dayofrest1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing holy, holy, holy,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To the great God Triune.&lt;a href="#dayofrest2"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thee, at the creation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The light first had its birth;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thee, for our salvation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ rose from depths of earth;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thee, our Lord, victorious,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Spirit sent from heav’n,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thus on Thee, most glorious,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A triple light was giv’n.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou art a port, protected&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From storms that round us rise;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A garden, intersected&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With streams of paradise;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou art a cooling fountain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In life’s dry, dreary sand;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We view our promised land.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou art a holy ladder,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where angels go and come;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each Sunday finds us gladder,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nearer to heav’n, our home;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A day of sweet refection,&lt;a href="#dayofrest3"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou art a day of love,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A day of resurrection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From earth to things above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today on weary nations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The heav’nly manna falls;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To holy convocations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The silver trumpet calls,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where Gospel light is glowing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With pure and radiant beams,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And living water flowing,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With soul refreshing streams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New graces ever gaining&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From this our day of rest,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We reach the rest remaining&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To spirits of the blest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Holy Ghost be praises,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Father, and to Son;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The church her voice upraises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Thee, blest Three in One.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="dayofrest1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read “Bending before the throne”—probably from Lowell Mason.&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="dayofrest2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read “To the great Three in One”—See Note 1 above.&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="dayofrest3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;This is not an error. Refection means “Refreshment with food and drink.”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-8356602991769091300?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/8356602991769091300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=8356602991769091300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8356602991769091300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8356602991769091300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-day-of-rest-and-gladness.html' title='O Day of Rest and Gladness'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-5729901059864962047</id><published>2010-01-13T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:35:09.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I Know of a Name (That Beautiful Name)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Jean Perry,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Mabel Johnson Camp&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know of a name, a beautiful name,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That angels brought down to earth;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They whispered it low, one night long ago,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To a maiden of lowly birth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That beautiful name, that beautiful name,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From sin has power to free us!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That beautiful name, that wonderful name,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That matchless name is Jesus!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know of a name, a beautiful name,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That unto a Babe was given.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The stars glittered bright throughout that glad night,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And angels praised God in Heav’n.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The One of that name, my Savior became,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Savior of Calvary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sins nailed Him there; my burdens He bare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He suffered all this for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that blest name, that wonderful name,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made higher than all in Heaven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;’Twas whispered, I know, in my heart long ago&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Jesus my life I’ve giv’n.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-5729901059864962047?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5729901059864962047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=5729901059864962047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5729901059864962047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5729901059864962047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-of-name-that-beautiful-name.html' title='I Know of a Name (That Beautiful Name)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-3141718820338795170</id><published>2010-01-12T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:30:19.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>My Heart’s Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by H. P. Blanchard,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Ralph E. Stewart&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new life I owe to Thee,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, Lamb of Calvary;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sin was canceled on the tree,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, blessed Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humbly at Thy cross I’d stay,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, keep me there, I pray;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach me more of thee each day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, blessed Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grant me wisdom, grace and pow’r,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord, I need Thee ev’ry hour;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let my will be lost in Thine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, blessed Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Savior, Thou hast heard my plea,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou art near—so near to me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I feel Thy strength’ning pow’r,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, blessed Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-3141718820338795170?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/3141718820338795170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=3141718820338795170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/3141718820338795170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/3141718820338795170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-hearts-prayer.html' title='My Heart’s Prayer'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-335878456186173406</id><published>2010-01-11T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:31:17.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>The Blood Will Never Lose Its Power (1912)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Civilla D. Martin,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Walter S. Martin&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blood that Jesus once shed for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As my Redeemer, upon the tree;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blood that setteth the pris’ner free,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will never lose its pow’r.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will never lose its pow’r,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will never lose its pow’r;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blood that cleanses from all sin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will never lose its pow’r.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It gives us access to God on high,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From “far off places” it brings us nigh;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To precious blessings that never die,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will never lose its pow’r.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is a shelter for rich and poor,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is to Heaven the open door;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sinner’s merit forevermore,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will never lose its pow’r.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And when with all the blood washed throng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We sing in glory redemption’s song;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We’ll pass the glorious truth along,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It has never lost its pow’r.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-335878456186173406?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/335878456186173406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=335878456186173406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/335878456186173406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/335878456186173406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/blood-will-never-lose-its-power-1912.html' title='The Blood Will Never Lose Its Power (1912)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-6996779169352109543</id><published>2010-01-08T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:33:46.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I’ll Go Where You Want Me to Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Mary Brown and Charles E. Prior,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Carrie E. Rounsefell&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It may not be on the mountain’s height, or over the stormy sea;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It may not be at the battle’s front my Lord will have need of me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But if by a still, small voice He calls to paths I do not know,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in Thine,&lt;a href="#illgowhere1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll go where You want me to go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll go where You want me to go, dear Lord,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O’er mountain, or plain, or sea;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll say what You want me to say, dear Lord,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll be what You want me to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perhaps today there are loving words which Jesus would have me speak;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There may be now, in the paths of sin, some wand’rer whom I should seek.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Savior, if Thou wilt&lt;a href="#illgowhere2"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; be my Guide, though dark and rugged the way,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My voice shall echo the message sweet,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll say what You want me to say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There’s surely somewhere a lowly place in earth’s harvest fields so wide,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where I may labor through life’s short day for Jesus, the Crucified.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So, trusting my all unto Thy&lt;a href="#illgowhere3"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; care, I know Thou lovest&lt;a href="#illgowhere4"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll do Your will with a heart sincere,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll be what You want me to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="illgowhere1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read “Yours”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="illgowhere2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read “You will”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="illgowhere3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read “Your”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="illgowhere4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read “You always love”&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-6996779169352109543?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6996779169352109543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=6996779169352109543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/6996779169352109543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/6996779169352109543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/hymn-lyrics-by-mary-brown-and-charles-e.html' title='I’ll Go Where You Want Me to Go'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-2848853196770084487</id><published>2010-01-06T22:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:50:01.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sort of'/><title type='text'>Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Languid</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by John M. Neale,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Henry W. Baker&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Art thou weary, art thou languid,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Art thou sore distressed?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“Come to Me,” saith One, “and coming,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be at rest.”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hath He marks to lead me to Him,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If He be my Guide?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In His feet and hands are wound prints&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And His side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hath He diadem, as monarch,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That His brow adorns?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, a crown in very surety,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But of thorns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I find Him, if I follow,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What His guerdon&lt;a href="#artthouweary1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many a sorrow, many a labor,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many a tear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I still hold closely to Him,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What hath He at last?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jordan passed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I ask Him to receive me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will He say me nay?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not till earth and not till Heaven&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 7&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding, following, keeping, struggling,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is He sure to bless?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Answer, Yes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="artthouweary1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;A reward or recompense.&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-2848853196770084487?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/2848853196770084487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=2848853196770084487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/2848853196770084487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/2848853196770084487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2010/01/art-thou-weary-art-thou-languid.html' title='Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Languid'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-6212040954830446651</id><published>2009-11-05T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:41:11.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sort of'/><title type='text'>Seeking the Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by William A. Ogden&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wanderers on the mountain astray;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“Come unto Me,” His message repeating,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Words of the Master speaking today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going afar (going afar)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon the mountain (upon the mountain)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bringing the wan(bringing the wan)d’rer back again, back again,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Into the fold (into the fold)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of my Redeemer (of my Redeemer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus the Lamb (Jesus the Lamb) for sinners slain, for sinners slain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeking the lost and pointing to Jesus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Souls that are weak and hearts that are sore,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leading them forth in ways of salvation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Showing the path to life evermore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thus would I go on missions of mercy,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Following Christ from day unto day,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheering the faint and raising the fallen,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pointing the lost to Jesus, the Way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-6212040954830446651?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6212040954830446651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=6212040954830446651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/6212040954830446651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/6212040954830446651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2009/11/seeking-lost.html' title='Seeking the Lost'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-4309129944955803461</id><published>2008-12-14T03:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:40:16.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Heavenly Host</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by William Billings&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;(1786 edition)&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Methinks I see an Heav’nly host&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of angels on the wing;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Methinks I hear their cheerful notes,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So merrily they sing:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let all your fears be banish’d hence,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glad tidings I proclaim,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For there’s a Saviour born today,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Jesus is his name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lay down your crooks, and quit your flocks,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Bethlehem repair;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And let your wand’ring steps be squared&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By yonder shining star.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seek not in courts or palaces,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nor royal curtains draw;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But search the stable, see your God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extended on the straw.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then learn from hence, ye rural swains,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The meekness of your God,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who left the boundless realms of joy,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To ransom you with blood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The master of the inn refus’d&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A more commodious place;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ungenerous soul of savage mold,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And destitute of grace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exult ye oxen, low for joy,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ye tenants of the stall,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay your obeisance; on your knees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unanimously fall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The royal guest you entertain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is not of common birth,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But second in the Great I am;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The God of Heav’n and Earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then suddenly an Heav’nly host&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Around the shepherds throng,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exulting in the threefold God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thus address their song:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To God the Father, Christ the Son,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Holy Ghost ador’d;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The First and Last, the Last and First,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eternal praise afford.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-4309129944955803461?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/4309129944955803461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=4309129944955803461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/4309129944955803461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/4309129944955803461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/12/heavenly-host.html' title='Heavenly Host'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-882471918112319321</id><published>2008-11-16T21:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:03:01.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>I’ve Found a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by James G. Small,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by George C. Stebbins&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ve found a Friend, O such a friend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loved me ere I knew Him;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He drew me with the cords of love,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thus He bound me to Him;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And round my heart still closely twine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those ties which naught can sever,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For I am His, and He is mine,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever and forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ve found a Friend, O such a friend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He bled, He died to save me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And not alone the gift of life,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But His own Self He gave me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naught that I have mine own I call,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ll hold it for the Giver,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My heart, my strength, my life, my all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are His, and His forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ve found a Friend, O such a friend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All pow’r to Him is given,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To guard me on my onward course,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And bring me safe to heaven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Th’eternal glories gleam afar,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To nerve my faint endeavor;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So now to watch, to work, to war,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And then to rest forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ve found a Friend, O such a friend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So kind and true and tender,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So wise a Counselor and Guide,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So mighty a Defender!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From Him who loves me now so well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What pow’r my soul can sever?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shall life or death, shall earth or hell?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No! I am His forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-882471918112319321?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/882471918112319321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=882471918112319321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/882471918112319321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/882471918112319321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-found-friend.html' title='I’ve Found a Friend'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-258046537295357167</id><published>2008-11-09T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>My Faith Has Found a Resting Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Eliza E. Hewitt,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by André E. M. Grétry,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Arr. William J. Kirkpatrick&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My faith has found a resting place,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not in device or creed;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I trust the ever living One,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His wounds for me shall plead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need no other argument,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need no other plea,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is enough that Jesus died,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And that He died for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enough for me that Jesus saves,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This ends my fear and doubt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sinful soul I come to Him,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He’ll never cast me out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My heart is leaning on the Word,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The living Word of God,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salvation by my Savior’s Name,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salvation through His blood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My great Physician heals the sick,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The lost He came to save;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For me His precious blood He shed,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For me His life He gave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-258046537295357167?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/258046537295357167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=258046537295357167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/258046537295357167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/258046537295357167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-faith-has-found-resting-place.html' title='My Faith Has Found a Resting Place'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-8778421315914684896</id><published>2008-10-26T17:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:40:16.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Church’s One Foundation</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Samuel J. Stone,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Samuel S. Wesley&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church’s one foundation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is Jesus Christ her Lord,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is His new creation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By water and the Word.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From heav’n He came and sought her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be His holy bride;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With His own blood He bought her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And for her life He died.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is from every nation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yet one o’er all the earth;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her charter of salvation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Lord, one faith, one birth;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One holy Name she blesses,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Partakes one holy food,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And to one hope she presses,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With every grace endued.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church shall never perish!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her dear Lord to defend,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To guide, sustain, and cherish,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is with her to the end:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though there be those who hate her,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And false sons in her pale,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Against both foe or traitor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She ever shall prevail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though with a scornful wonder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men see her sore oppressed,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By schisms rent asunder,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By heresies distressed:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yet saints their watch are keeping,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their cry goes up, “How long?”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And soon the night of weeping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shall be the morn of song!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;’Mid toil and tribulation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And tumult of her war,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She waits the consummation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of peace forevermore;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Till, with the vision glorious,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her longing eyes are blest,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the great Church victorious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shall be the Church at rest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yet she on earth hath union&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With God the Three in One,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And mystic sweet communion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With those whose rest is won,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With all her sons and daughters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who, by the Master’s hand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Led through the deathly waters,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repose in Eden land.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 7&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O happy ones and holy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord, give us grace that we&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like them, the meek and lowly,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On high may dwell with Thee:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There, past the border mountains,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where in sweet vales the Bride&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With Thee by living fountains&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever shall abide!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-8778421315914684896?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/8778421315914684896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=8778421315914684896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8778421315914684896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8778421315914684896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/10/churchs-one-foundation.html' title='The Church’s One Foundation'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-970775431094498766</id><published>2008-05-19T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>God Leads Us Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by and m&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;cite&gt;usic by George A. Young&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In shady, green pastures, so rich and so sweet,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where the water’s cool flow bathes the weary one’s feet,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some through the waters, some through the flood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some through the fire, but all through the blood;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some through great sorrow, but God gives a song,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the night season and all the day long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes on the mount where the sun shines so bright,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes in the valley, in darkest of night,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though sorrows befall us and evils oppose,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through grace we can conquer, defeat all our foes,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Away from the mire, and away from the clay,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Away up in glory, eternity’s day,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God leads His dear children along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-970775431094498766?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/970775431094498766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=970775431094498766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/970775431094498766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/970775431094498766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-leads-us-along.html' title='God Leads Us Along'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-5246658878375414585</id><published>2008-01-26T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:32:03.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>My Hope Is in the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Norman J. Clayton&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hope is in the Lord&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who gave Himself for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And paid the price of all my sin at Calvary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For me He died,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For me He lives,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And everlasting life and light He freely gives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No merit of my own&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His anger to suppress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My only hope is found in Jesus’ righteousness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And now for me He stands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before the Father’s throne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He shows His wounded hands and names me as His own.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;His grace has planned it all,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;’Tis mine but to believe,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And recognize His work of love and Christ receive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-5246658878375414585?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5246658878375414585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=5246658878375414585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5246658878375414585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5246658878375414585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-hope-is-in-lord.html' title='My Hope Is in the Lord'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-9110418455364113357</id><published>2008-01-25T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:40:16.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Revive Us Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by William P. MacKay,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by John J. Husband&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We praise Thee, O God!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the Son of Thy love,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For Jesus Who died,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And is now gone above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hallelujah! Thine the glory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hallelujah! Amen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hallelujah! Thine the glory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revive us again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We praise Thee, O God!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For Thy Spirit of light,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who hath shown us our Savior,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And scattered our night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All glory and praise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To the Lamb that was slain,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who hath borne all our sins,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And hath cleansed every stain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All glory and praise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To the God of all grace,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who hast brought us, and sought us,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And guided our ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revive us again;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill each heart with Thy love;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;May each soul be rekindled&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With fire from above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-9110418455364113357?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/9110418455364113357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=9110418455364113357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/9110418455364113357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/9110418455364113357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/revive-us-again.html' title='Revive Us Again'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-8190844144668181421</id><published>2008-01-23T14:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:43:28.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Christ the Lord is Risen Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Charles Wesley,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music: Easter Hymn, composer unknown&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ, the Lord, is ris’n today, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing, ye heav’ns, and earth, reply, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love’s redeeming work is done, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lo! the Sun’s eclipse is o’er, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lo! He sets in blood no more, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ hath burst the gates of hell, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Death in vain forbids His rise, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ hath opened paradise, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once He died our souls to save, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soar we now where Christ hath led, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made like Him, like Him we rise, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hail, the Lord of earth and Heav’n, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Praise to Thee by both be giv’n, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hail, the resurrection, thou, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 7&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;King of glory, Soul of bliss, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everlasting life is this, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thee to know, Thy power to prove, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thus to sing and thus to love, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 8&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who endured the cross and grave, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 9&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;But the pains that He endured, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our salvation have procured, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now above the sky He’s King, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 10&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus Christ is risen today, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who did once upon the cross, Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-8190844144668181421?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/8190844144668181421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=8190844144668181421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8190844144668181421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8190844144668181421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/christ-lord-is-risen-today.html' title='Christ the Lord is Risen Today'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-7376599081058666151</id><published>2008-01-22T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.322-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Keep Thou my Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Fanny Crosby,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Theodore E. Perkins&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep Thou my way, O Lord, be Thou ever nigh;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strong is Thy mighty arm, weak and frail am I;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, my unchanging Friend, on Thee, my hopes depend,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Till life’s brief day shall end, be Thou ever nigh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep Thou my heart, O Lord, ever close to Thee;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Safe in Thine arms of love, shall my refuge be;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, over a tranquil tide, my bark shall safely glide;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall be satisfied, ever close to Thee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep Thou my all, O Lord, hide my life in Thine;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O let Thy sacred light over my pathway shine;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kept by Thy tender care, gladly the cross I’ll bear;&lt;a href="#keepthou1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hear Thou and grant my prayer, hide my life in Thine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;a name="keepthou1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;This line is the famous "Gladly the cross-eyed bear" line.&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-7376599081058666151?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/7376599081058666151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=7376599081058666151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/7376599081058666151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/7376599081058666151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/keep-thou-my-way.html' title='Keep Thou my Way'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-382596161670353365</id><published>2008-01-18T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Grace Greater than Our Sin (Marvelous Grace of our Loving Lord)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Julia H. Johnston,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Daniel B. Towner&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There where the blood of the Lamb was spilt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace, grace, God’s grace,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace that will pardon and cleanse within;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace, grace, God’s grace,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace that is greater than all our sin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Threaten the soul with infinite loss;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Points to the refuge, the mighty cross.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dark is the stain that we cannot hide.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What can avail to wash it away?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look! There is flowing a crimson tide,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brighter than snow you may be today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freely bestowed on all who believe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You that are longing to see His face,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you this moment His grace receive?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-382596161670353365?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/382596161670353365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=382596161670353365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/382596161670353365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/382596161670353365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/grace-greater-than-our-sin-marvellous.html' title='Grace Greater than Our Sin (Marvelous Grace of our Loving Lord)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-8632058647234090885</id><published>2008-01-10T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:25:43.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Arise, My Soul, Arise</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Charles Wesley,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Lewis Edson,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Alternate Tune by Daniel B. Towner (with slightly rearranged words)&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arise, my soul, arise;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake off thy guilty fears;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bleeding sacrifice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In my behalf appears:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before the throne my surety stands,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before the throne my surety stands,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My name is written on His hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He ever lives above,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For me to intercede;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His all redeeming love,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His precious blood, to plead:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His blood atoned for all our race,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His blood atoned for all our race,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And sprinkles now the throne of grace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Five bleeding wounds He bears;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Received on Calvary;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They pour effectual prayers;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They strongly plead for me:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“Nor let that ransomed sinner die!”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Father hears Him pray,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His dear anointed One;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He cannot turn away,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The presence of His Son;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His Spirit answers to the blood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His Spirit answers to the blood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And tells me I am born of God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My God is reconciled;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His pardoning voice I hear;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He owns me for His child;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can no longer fear:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With confidence I now draw nigh,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With confidence I now draw nigh,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And “Father, Abba, Father,” cry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-8632058647234090885?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/8632058647234090885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=8632058647234090885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8632058647234090885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/8632058647234090885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/hymn-lyrics-by-charles-wesley-music-by.html' title='Arise, My Soul, Arise'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-4766848508522921858</id><published>2008-01-08T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:32:03.138-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Wounded for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics (verse 1) and Music by William G. Ovens,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics (verses 2-5) by Gladys W. Roberts&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wounded for me, wounded for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There on the cross He was wounded for me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone my transgressions, and now I am free,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All because Jesus was wounded for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dying for me, dying for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There on the cross He was dying for me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now in His death my redemption I see,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All because Jesus was dying for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Risen for me, risen for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up from the grave He has risen for me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now evermore from death’s sting I am free,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All because Jesus has risen for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Living for me, living for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up in the skies He is living for me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daily He’s pleading and praying for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All because Jesus is living for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming for me, coming for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day to earth He is coming for me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then with what joy His dear face I shall see,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O how I praise Him—He’s coming for me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-4766848508522921858?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/4766848508522921858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=4766848508522921858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/4766848508522921858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/4766848508522921858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/wounded-for-me.html' title='Wounded for Me'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-2145512304907200164</id><published>2008-01-07T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Redeemed, How I Love to Proclaim it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Fanny Crosby,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William J. Kirkpatrick&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed through His infinite mercy,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His child and forever I am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed, redeemed,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed, redeemed,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His child and forever I am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No language my rapture can tell;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know that the light of His presence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With me doth continually dwell.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think of my blessed Redeemer,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think of Him all the day long:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sing, for I cannot be silent;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His love is the theme of my song.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;a href="#redeemed1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know there’s a crown that is waiting,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In yonder bright mansion for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And soon, with the spirits made perfect,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At home with the Lord I shall be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;a href="#redeemed2"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know I shall see in His beauty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The King in whose law I delight,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And giveth me songs in the night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="redeemed1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Apparently the original verse. See note for verse 5 below.&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="redeemed2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Appears in later hymnals; of uncertain origin, maybe added by an editor.&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-2145512304907200164?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/2145512304907200164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=2145512304907200164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/2145512304907200164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/2145512304907200164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/hymn-lyrics-by-fanny-crosby-music-by.html' title='Redeemed, How I Love to Proclaim it!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-7125383019220921806</id><published>2008-01-06T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Just as I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Charlotte Elliot,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William B. Bradbury&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, without one plea,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But that Thy blood was shed for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, and waiting not&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To rid my soul of one dark blot,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, though tossed about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With many a conflict, many a doubt,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fightings and fears within, without,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sight, riches, healing of the mind,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yea, all I need in Thee to find,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because Thy promise I believe,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, Thy love unknown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hath broken every barrier down;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 7&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I am, of that free love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here for a season, then above,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Lamb of God, I come, I come!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-7125383019220921806?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/7125383019220921806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=7125383019220921806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/7125383019220921806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/7125383019220921806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-as-i-am.html' title='Just as I Am'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-5615978122781398869</id><published>2007-09-20T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>When I See the Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by John G. Foote,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Elisha A. Hoffman&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ our Redeemer died on the cross, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Died for the sinner, paid all his due.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All who receive Him need never fear,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, He will pass, will pass over you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I see the blood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I see the blood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I see the blood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will pass, I will pass over you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chiefest of sinners, Jesus will save;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As He has promised, so He will do;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, sinner, hear Him, trust in His Word,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then He will pass, will pass over you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Judgment is coming, all will be there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who have rejected, who have refused?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, sinner, hasten, let Jesus in,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, He will pass, will pass over you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O great compassion! O boundless love!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus hath power, Jesus is true;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All who believe are safe from the storm,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, He will pass, will pass over you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-5615978122781398869?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5615978122781398869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=5615978122781398869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5615978122781398869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/5615978122781398869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-see-blood.html' title='When I See the Blood'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-114591240950084616</id><published>2006-04-24T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>It is Well with My Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Horatio G. Spafford,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Philip P. Bliss&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When sorrows like sea billows roll;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is well, it is well, with my soul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is well (it is well)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With my soul (with my soul),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let this blest assurance control,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And hath shed His own blood for my soul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sin, not in part but the whole,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Jordan above me shall roll,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sky, not the grave, is our goal;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“Even so!” It is well with my soul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-114591240950084616?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/114591240950084616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=114591240950084616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114591240950084616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114591240950084616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-is-well-with-my-soul.html' title='It is Well with My Soul'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-114407955804691378</id><published>2006-04-03T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>All Your Anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Edward H. Joy&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there a heart &lt;a href="#anxiety1"&gt;o’erbound by&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sorrow?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there a life weighed down by care?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come to the cross, each burden bearing;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All your anxiety—leave it there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All your anxiety, all your care,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring to the mercy seat, leave it there,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never a burden He cannot bear,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never a friend like Jesus!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No other friend so &lt;a href="#anxiety2"&gt;swift&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to help you,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No other friend so quick to hear,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No other place to leave your burden,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No other one to hear your prayer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come then at once; delay no longer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heed His entreaty kind and sweet,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You need not fear a disappointment;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You shall find peace at the mercy seat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="anxiety1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read &amp;ldquo;bent o’er with&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="anxiety2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Many hymnals read &amp;ldquo;keen&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-114407955804691378?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/114407955804691378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=114407955804691378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114407955804691378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114407955804691378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-your-anxiety.html' title='All Your Anxiety'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-114306168022237480</id><published>2006-03-22T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>A New Name in Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by C. Austin Miles&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was once a sinner, but I came&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pardon to receive from my Lord:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This was freely given, and I found&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That He always kept His word.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There’s a new name written down in glory,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And it’s mine, O yes, it’s mine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the white robed angels sing the story,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“A sinner has come home.”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For there’s a new name written down in glory,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And it’s mine, O yes, it’s mine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With my sins forgiven I am bound for Heaven,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never more to roam.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was humbly kneeling at the cross,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fearing naught by God’s angry frown;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the heavens opened and I saw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That my name was written down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Book ’tis written, “Saved by Grace,”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O the joy that came to my soul!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I am forgiven, and I know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the blood I am made whole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-114306168022237480?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/114306168022237480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=114306168022237480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114306168022237480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114306168022237480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-name-in-glory.html' title='A New Name in Glory'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-114289282046979691</id><published>2006-03-20T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Abide With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Henry F. Lyte,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William H. Monk&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When other helpers fail and comforts flee,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help of the helpless, O abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change and decay in all around I see;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Thou who changest not, abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Familiar, condescending, patient, free.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea—&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need Thy presence every passing hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 7&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 8&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heav’n’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-114289282046979691?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/114289282046979691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=114289282046979691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114289282046979691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114289282046979691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2006/03/abide-with-me.html' title='Abide With Me'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-114106925881661317</id><published>2006-02-27T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:59:56.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Now I Belong to Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Norman J. Clayton&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Copyright Status Uncertain&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus my Lord will love me forever,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From Him no pow’r of evil can sever;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He gave His life to ransom my soul—&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I belong to Him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I belong to Jesus,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus belongs to me—&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not for the years of time alone,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But for eternity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once I was lost in sin’s degradation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus came down to bring me salvation,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lifted me up from sorrow and shame—&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I belong to Him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joy floods my soul, for Jesus has saved me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freed me from sin that long had enslaved me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His precious blood He gave to redeem—&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I belong to Him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-114106925881661317?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/114106925881661317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=114106925881661317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114106925881661317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/114106925881661317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2006/02/now-i-belong-to-jesus.html' title='Now I Belong to Jesus'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112991907180809604</id><published>2005-10-21T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>What a Wonderful Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Elisha A. Hoffman&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ has for sin atonement made;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are redeemed, the price is paid;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What a wonderful Savior is Jesus, my Jesus!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What a wonderful Savior is Jesus, my Lord!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I praise Him for the cleansing blood,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That reconciled my soul to God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He cleansed my heart from all its sin,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And now He reigns and rules therein;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He walks beside me in the way:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And keeps me faithful day by day;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He gives me overcoming power,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And triumph in each trying hour;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 6&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Him I’ve given all my heart:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The world shall never share a part:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a wonderful Savior!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112991907180809604?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112991907180809604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112991907180809604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112991907180809604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112991907180809604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-wonderful-savior.html' title='What a Wonderful Savior'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112967628849117382</id><published>2005-10-18T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:52:31.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>One Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by J. Wilbur Chapman,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Charles H. Marsh&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day when heaven was filled with His praises,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day when sin was as black as could be,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dwelt among men, my Example is He!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buried, He carried my sins far away;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rising, He justified freely forever;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day He’s coming—O glorious day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day they nailed Him to die on the tree;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suffering anguish, despised and rejected:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day they left Him alone in the garden,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day He rested, from suffering free;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angels came down o’er His tomb to keep vigil;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope of the hopeless, my Savior is He!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 4&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day the grave could conceal Him no longer,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day the stone rolled away from the door;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then He arose, over death He had conquered;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now is ascended, my Lord evermore!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 5&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day the trumpet will sound for His coming,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day the skies with His glories will shine;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonderful day, my beloved ones bringing;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glorious Savior, this Jesus is mine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112967628849117382?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112967628849117382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112967628849117382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112967628849117382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112967628849117382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-day.html' title='One Day'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112949307161405662</id><published>2005-10-16T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.327-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Love Found a Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Avis M. Christiansen,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Harry D. Loes&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 1&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonderful love that rescued me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunk deep in sin,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guilty and vile as I could be—&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No hope within;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When every ray of light had fled,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O glorious day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raising my soul from out the dead,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love found a way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Chorus&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love found a way, to redeem my soul,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love found a way, that could make me whole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love sent my Lord to the cross of shame,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love found a way, O praise His holy Name!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 2&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love brought my Savior here to die&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Calvary,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For such a sinful wretch as I,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How can it be?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love bridged the gulf ’twixt me and Heav’n,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taught me to pray,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am redeemed, set free, forgiv’n,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love found a way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Verse 3&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love opened wide the gates of light&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Heav’n’s domain,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where in eternal pow’r and might&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus shall reign.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love lifted me from depths of woe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To endless day,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was no help in earth below;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love found a way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112949307161405662?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112949307161405662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112949307161405662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112949307161405662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112949307161405662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-found-way.html' title='Love Found a Way'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112689465354988435</id><published>2005-09-16T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.328-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Lead on, O King Eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Earnest W. Shurtleff,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Henry T. Smart&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead on, O King eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day of march has come;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henceforth in fields of conquest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy tents shall be our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through days of preparation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy grace has made us strong;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, O King eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lift our battle song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead on, O King eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till sin’s fierce war shall cease,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And holiness shall whisper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweet amen of peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For not with swords’ loud clashing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nor roll of stirring drums;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With deeds of love and mercy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The heavenly kingdom comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead on, O King eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We follow, not with fears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For gladness breaks like morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where’er Thy face appears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy cross is lifted over us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We journey in its light;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crown awaits the conquest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead on, O God of might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112689465354988435?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112689465354988435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112689465354988435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112689465354988435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112689465354988435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/09/lead-on-o-king-eternal.html' title='Lead on, O King Eternal'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112542731862162450</id><published>2005-08-30T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:18:46.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Nearer, My God, to Thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Sarah F. Adams,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Edward H. Bickersteth, Jr.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God, to Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer to Thee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E’en though it be a cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That raiseth me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still all my song shall be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God, to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God, to Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer to Thee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though like the wanderer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun gone down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darkness be over me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My rest a stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet in my dreams I’d be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;There let the way appear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steps unto Heav’n;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that Thou sendest me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In mercy giv’n;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angels to beckon me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God, to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, with my waking thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright with Thy praise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of my stony griefs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bethel I’ll raise;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So by my woes to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God, to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, if on joyful wing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleaving the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun, moon, and stars forgot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upward I’ll fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still all my song shall be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearer, my God, to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112542731862162450?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112542731862162450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112542731862162450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112542731862162450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112542731862162450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/08/nearer-my-god-to-thee.html' title='Nearer, My God, to Thee'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112412503185773090</id><published>2005-08-15T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:09:36.184-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>My Jesus, I Love Thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by William R. Featherston,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Adoniram J. Gordon&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Thee all the follies of sin I resign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Thee because Thou has first lovèd me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;In mansions of glory and endless delight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112412503185773090?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112412503185773090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112412503185773090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112412503185773090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112412503185773090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-jesus-i-love-thee.html' title='My Jesus, I Love Thee'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112248641835830723</id><published>2005-07-28T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Blessed Calvary</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Avis M. Christiansen,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Lance B. Latham&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look at the cross upon Calvary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, what a wonder divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think of the wealth it holds for me—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The riches of Heaven are mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed Calvary! Precious Calvary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Neath thy shadow I’ll ever abide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed Calvary! Precious Calvary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Twas there Jesus suffered and died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find at the cross blessed victory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And grace for each step of my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the fount of God’s love is flowing free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sweeter it grows day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cross is my hope for eternity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No merit have I of my own;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shed blood of Christ my only plea—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trust is in Jesus alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112248641835830723?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112248641835830723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112248641835830723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112248641835830723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112248641835830723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/07/blessed-calvary.html' title='Blessed Calvary'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112248538397427059</id><published>2005-07-27T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:20:33.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Is Thy Heart Right with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Elisha A. Hoffman&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have thy affections been nailed to the cross?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dost thou count all things for Jesus but loss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washed in the crimson flood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleansed and made holy, humble and lowly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right in the sight of God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hast thou dominion o’er self and o’er sin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over all evil without and within?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there no more condemnation for sin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does Jesus rule in the temple within?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are all thy pow’rs under Jesus’ control?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does He each moment abide in thy soul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is thy heart right with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112248538397427059?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112248538397427059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112248538397427059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112248538397427059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112248538397427059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/07/is-thy-heart-right-with-god.html' title='Is Thy Heart Right with God'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112144786414734313</id><published>2005-07-15T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>A Glorious Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Ralph E. Hudson&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you hear them coming, brother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thronging up the steeps of light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clad in glorious shining garments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blood washed, garments pure and white?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washed in the blood of the Lamb;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washed in the blood of the Lamb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you hear the stirring anthems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filling all the earth and sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis a grand, victorious army,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lift its banner up on high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fear the clouds of sorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fear the storms of sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall triumph on the morrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even now our joys begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wave the banner, shout His praises,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For our victory is nigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall join our conqu’ring Savior,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall reign with Him on high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112144786414734313?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112144786414734313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112144786414734313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112144786414734313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112144786414734313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/07/glorious-church.html' title='A Glorious Church'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-112024550197503519</id><published>2005-07-01T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>O Could I Speak the Matchless Worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Samuel Medley,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Wolfgang Amedeus Mozart,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Adapted by Lowell Mason&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;O could I speak the matchless worth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O could I sound the glories forth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which in my Saviour shine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’d soar, and touch the heav’nly strings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And vie with Gabriel while he sings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In notes almost divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In notes almost divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’d sing the precious blood He spilt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ransom from the dreadful guilt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of sin, and wrath divine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’d sing His glorious righteousness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In which all perfect, heav’nly dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My soul shall ever shine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My soul shall ever shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’d sing the characters He bears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the forms of love He wears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exalted on His throne;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would to everlasting days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make all His glories known,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make all His glories known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, the delightful day will come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my dear Lord will bring me home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I shall see His face;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A blest eternity I’ll spend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triumphant in His grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triumphant in His grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-112024550197503519?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/112024550197503519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=112024550197503519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112024550197503519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/112024550197503519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/07/o-could-i-speak-matchless-worth.html' title='O Could I Speak the Matchless Worth'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111929466331859226</id><published>2005-06-20T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I Hear Thy Welcome Voice (I am Coming, Lord)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and music by Lewis Hartsough&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear Thy welcome voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That calls me, Lord, to Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For cleansing in Thy precious blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That flowed on Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am coming Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming now to Thee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wash me, cleanse me in the blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That flowed on Calvary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though coming weak and vile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou dost my strength assure;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till spotless all, and pure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis Jesus calls me on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To perfect faith and love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To perfect hope and peace and trust,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For earth and Heav’n above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis Jesus Who confirms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blessed work within,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By adding grace to welcomed grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where reigned the power of sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;And He the witness gives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To loyal hearts and free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That every promise is fulfilled,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If faith but brings the plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;All hail! atoning blood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All hail! redeeming grace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All hail! the gift of Christ our Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Strength and Righteousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111929466331859226?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111929466331859226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111929466331859226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111929466331859226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111929466331859226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hear-thy-welcome-voice-i-am-coming.html' title='I Hear Thy Welcome Voice (I am Coming, Lord)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111894357685620665</id><published>2005-06-16T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:22:18.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Come, Every Soul by Sin Opressed (Only Trust Him)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics an music by John H. Stockton,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus by Ira D. Sankey&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come, every soul by sin oppressed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s mercy with the Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And He will surely give you rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By trusting in His Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only trust Him, only trust Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only trust Him now;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He will save you, He will save you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He will save you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Jesus shed His precious blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rich blessings to bestow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plunge now into the crimson flood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That washes white as snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, Jesus is the truth, the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That leads you into rest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in Him without delay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you are fully blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111894357685620665?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111894357685620665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111894357685620665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111894357685620665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111894357685620665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/06/come-every-soul-by-sin-opressed-only.html' title='Come, Every Soul by Sin Opressed (Only Trust Him)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111523034809445173</id><published>2005-05-04T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I Saw the Cross of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Frederick Whitfield,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Arthur H. Mann&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the cross of Jesus, when burdened with my sin;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sought the cross of Jesus, to give me peace within;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought my soul to Jesus, He cleansed it in His blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the cross of Jesus I found my peace with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the cross of Jesus, it tells me what I am—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vile and guilty creature, saved only through the Lamb;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No righteousness nor merit, no beauty can I plead;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet in the cross I glory, my title there I read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I trust the cross of Jesus, in every trying hour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sure and certain refuge, my never failing tow’r;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In every fear and conflict, I more than conqu’ror am;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living, I’m safe, or dying, through Christ, the risen Lamb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Safe in the cross of Jesus! There let my weary heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still rest in peace unshaken, till with Him, ne’er to part;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then in strains of glory I’ll sing His wondrous pow’r,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where sin can never enter, and death is known no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111523034809445173?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111523034809445173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111523034809445173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111523034809445173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111523034809445173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-saw-cross-of-jesus.html' title='I Saw the Cross of Jesus'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111324633349390999</id><published>2005-04-11T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:03:01.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Free From the Law (Once for All)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Philip P. Bliss&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free from the law, O happy condition,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus has bled and there is remission;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cursed by the law and bruised by the fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace hath redeemed us once for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once for all, O sinner, receive it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once for all, O brother, believe it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cling to the cross, the burden will fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ hath redeemed us once for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we are free, there’s no condemnation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus provides a perfect salvation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Come unto Me,” O hear His sweet call,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come, and He saves us once for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Children of God,” O glorious calling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely His grace will keep us from falling;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passing from death to life at His call;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed salvation once for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111324633349390999?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111324633349390999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111324633349390999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111324633349390999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111324633349390999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/04/free-from-law-once-for-all.html' title='Free From the Law (Once for All)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111263717827158166</id><published>2005-04-04T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:29:22.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>He Was Wounded for Our Transgressions</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Thomas O. Chisholm,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Merrill Dunlop,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Copyright Status unknown&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was wounded for our transgressions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bore our sins in His body on the tree;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For our guilt He gave us peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From our bondage gave release,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with His stripes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with His stripes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with His stripes our souls are healed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was numbered among transgressors,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did esteem Him forsaken by His God;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As our sacrifice He died,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That the law be satisfied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all our sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all our sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all our sin was laid on Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had wandered, we all had wandered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Far from the fold of the Shepherd of the sheep;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But He sought us where we were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the mountains bleak and bare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And brought us home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And brought us home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And brought us safely home to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can number His generation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who shall declare all the triumphs of His Cross?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Millions, dead, now live again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myriads follow in His train!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victorious Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victorious Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victorious Lord and coming King!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111263717827158166?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111263717827158166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111263717827158166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111263717827158166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111263717827158166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-was-wounded-for-our-transgressions.html' title='He Was Wounded for Our Transgressions'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111256091632946927</id><published>2005-04-03T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I Will Sing of My Redeemer</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Philip P. Bliss,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by James McGranahan&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will sing of my Redeemer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And His wondrous love to me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the cruel cross He suffered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the curse to set me free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing, oh sing, of my Redeemer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With His blood, He purchased me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the cross, He sealed my pardon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paid the debt, and made me free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell the wondrous story,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How my lost estate to save,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In His boundless love and mercy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He the ransom freely gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will praise my dear Redeemer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His triumphant power I’ll tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the victory He giveth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over sin, and death, and hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will sing of my Redeemer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And His heav’nly love to me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He from death to life hath brought me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Son of God with Him to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111256091632946927?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111256091632946927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111256091632946927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111256091632946927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111256091632946927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-will-sing-of-my-redeemer.html' title='I Will Sing of My Redeemer'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111246969470212930</id><published>2005-04-02T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.080-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>The Way of the Cross Leads Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Jess­ie B. Pounds,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Charles H. Gab­ri­el&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must needs go home by the way of the cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s no other way but this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall ne’er get sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the gates of light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the way of the cross I miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way of the cross leads home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way of the cross leads home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sweet to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I onward go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way of the cross leads home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must needs go on in the blood sprinkled way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The path that the Savior trod,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I ever climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the heights sublime,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the soul is at home with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I bid farewell to the way of the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To walk in it never more;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Lord says, “Come,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I seek my home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where He waits at the open door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111246969470212930?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111246969470212930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111246969470212930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111246969470212930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111246969470212930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/04/way-of-cross-leads-home.html' title='The Way of the Cross Leads Home'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111134836004369667</id><published>2005-03-20T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>The Banner of the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Daniel W. Whittle,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by James McGranahan&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s a royal banner given for display&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the soldiers of the King;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an ensign fair we lift it up today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While as ransomed ones we sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marching on, marching on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christ count everything but loss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to crown Him King, we’ll toil and sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Neath the banner of the cross!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the foe may rage and gather as the flood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the standard be displayed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And beneath its folds, as soldiers of the Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the truth be not dismayed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over land and sea, wherever man may dwell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make the glorious tidings known;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the crimson banner now the story tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the Lord shall claim His own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the glory dawns—’tis drawing very near,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hastening day by day—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then before our King the foe shall disappear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the cross the world shall sway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111134836004369667?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111134836004369667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111134836004369667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111134836004369667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111134836004369667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/banner-of-cross.html' title='The Banner of the Cross'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111117643562414496</id><published>2005-03-18T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I Stand Amazed in the Presence (My Savior’s Love)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Charles H. Gabriel&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stand amazed in the presence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of Jesus the Nazarene,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And wonder how He could love me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sinner, condemned, unclean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;O how marvelous! O how wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my song shall ever be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O how marvelous! O how wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is my Savior’s love for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me it was in the garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He prayed: “Not My will, but Thine.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had no tears for His own griefs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sweat drops of blood for mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;In pity angels beheld Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And came from the world of light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To comfort Him in the sorrows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bore for my soul that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;He took my sins and my sorrows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He made them His very own;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bore the burden to Calvary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suffered and died alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;When with the ransomed in glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His face I at last shall see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Twill be my joy through the ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sing of His love for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111117643562414496?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111117643562414496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111117643562414496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111117643562414496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111117643562414496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-stand-amazed-in-presence-my-saviors.html' title='I Stand Amazed in the Presence (My Savior’s Love)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111082609011805476</id><published>2005-03-14T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:25:43.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Saved by the Blood of the Crucified One</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by S. J. Henderson,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Daniel B. Towner&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now ransomed from sin and a new work begun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing praise to the Father and praise to the Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777"&gt;Glory, I’m&lt;/span&gt; saved! &lt;span style="color: #777777"&gt;Glory, I’m&lt;/span&gt; saved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sins are all pardoned, my guilt is all gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777"&gt;Glory, I’m&lt;/span&gt; saved! &lt;span style="color: #777777"&gt;Glory, I’m&lt;/span&gt; saved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The angels rejoicing because it is done;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A child of the Father, joint heir with the Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Father He spake, and His will it was done;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great price of my pardon, His own precious Son;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All hail to the Father, all hail to the Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All hail to the Spirit, the great Three in One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved by the blood of the Crucified One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111082609011805476?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111082609011805476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111082609011805476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111082609011805476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111082609011805476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/saved-by-blood-of-crucified-one.html' title='Saved by the Blood of the Crucified One'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111065317834816102</id><published>2005-03-12T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:31:01.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>O Sacred Head, now Wounded</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics (Latin) by Bernard of Clairvaux,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Translation (English) by James W. Alexander,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Hans L. Hassler,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Harmony by Johann Sebastian Bach&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sacred Head, now wounded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With grief and shame weighed down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now scornfully surrounded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With thorns, Thine only crown;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How pale Thou art with anguish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With sore abuse and scorn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How does that visage languish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which once was bright as morn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was all for sinners’ gain;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine, mine was the transgression,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Thine the deadly pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo, here I fall, my Savior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis I deserve Thy place;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look on me with Thy favor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou noble countenance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And flee before Thy glance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How art thou pale with anguish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With sore abuse and scorn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How doth Thy visage languish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That once was bright as morn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now from Thy cheeks has vanished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their color once so fair;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Thy red lips is banished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The splendor that was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grim death, with cruel rigor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hath robbed Thee of Thy life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus Thou hast lost Thy vigor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy strength in this sad strife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;My burden in Thy Passion, Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou hast borne for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For it was my transgression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brought this woe on Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cast me down before Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrath were my rightful lot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have mercy, I implore Thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Redeemer, spurn me not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;What language shall I borrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To thank Thee, dearest friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this Thy dying sorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy pity without end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O make me Thine forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And should I fainting be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, let me never, never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outlive my love to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 7&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Shepherd, now receive me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Guardian, own me Thine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great blessings Thou didst give me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O source of gifts divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy lips have often fed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With words of truth and love;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy Spirit oft hath led me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To heavenly joys above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 8&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I will stand beside Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Thee I will not part;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Savior, do not chide me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When breaks Thy loving heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When soul and body languish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In death’s cold, cruèl grasp,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, in Thy deepest anguish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 9&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;The joy can never be spoken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above all joys beside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When in Thy body broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thus with safety hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Lord of Life, desiring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy glory now to see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beside Thy cross expiring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’d breathe my soul to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 10&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Savior, be Thou near me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When death is at my door;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then let Thy presence cheer me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forsake me nevermore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When soul and body languish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, leave me not alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But take away mine anguish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By virtue of Thine own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 11&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Thou my consolation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My shield when I must die;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind me of Thy passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my last hour draws nigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine eyes shall then behold Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon Thy cross shall dwell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart by faith enfolds Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who dieth thus dies well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111065317834816102?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111065317834816102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111065317834816102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111065317834816102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111065317834816102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-sacred-head-now-wounded.html' title='O Sacred Head, now Wounded'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111056756722458982</id><published>2005-03-11T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:32:03.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Lead Me to Calvary</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Jennie E. Hussey,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William J. Kirkpatrick&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;King of my life, I crown Thee now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thine shall the glory be;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lest I forget Thy thorn-crowned brow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead me to Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lest I forget Gethsemane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lest I forget Thine agony;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lest I forget Thy love for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead me to Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show me the tomb where Thou wast laid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenderly mourned and wept;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angels in robes of light arrayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guarded Thee whilst Thou slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me like Mary, through the gloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come with a gift to Thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show to me now the empty tomb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead me to Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;May I be willing, Lord, to bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daily my cross for Thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Thy cup of grief to share,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou hast borne all for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111056756722458982?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111056756722458982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111056756722458982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111056756722458982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111056756722458982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/lead-me-to-calvary.html' title='Lead Me to Calvary'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-111021977406079179</id><published>2005-03-07T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Who is On the Lord’s Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Frances R. Havergal,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by C. Luise Reichardt; arr. John Goss&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Alt. tunes by Caradog Roberts, Henry G. Trembath, and Arthur S. Sullivan&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is on the Lord’s side? Who will serve the King?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who will be His helpers, other lives to bring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who will leave the world’s side? Who will face the foe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is on the Lord’s side? Who for Him will go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Thy call of mercy, by Thy grace divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not for weight of glory, nor for crown and palm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enter we the army, raise the warrior psalm;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for love that claimeth lives for whom He died:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He whom Jesus nameth must be on His side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Thy love constraining, by Thy grace divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus, Thou hast bought us, not with gold or gem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with Thine own life blood, for Thy diadem;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Thy blessing filling each who comes to Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou hast made us willing, Thou hast made us free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Thy grand redemption, by Thy grace divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fierce may be the conflict, strong may be the foe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the King’s own army none can overthrow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Round His standard ranging, vict’ry is secure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For His truth unchanging makes the triumph sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyfully enlisting, by Thy grace divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-111021977406079179?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/111021977406079179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=111021977406079179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111021977406079179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/111021977406079179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/who-is-on-lords-side.html' title='Who is On the Lord’s Side'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110988205675362615</id><published>2005-03-03T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>’Tis so Sweet to Trust in Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Louisa M. R. Stead,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William J. Kirkpatrick&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to take Him at His Word;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to rest upon His promise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to know, “Thus says the Lord!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O for grace to trust Him more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;O how sweet to trust in Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to trust His cleansing blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in simple faith to plunge me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just from sin and self to cease;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just from Jesus simply taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life and rest, and joy and peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know that Thou art with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilt be with me to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110988205675362615?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110988205675362615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110988205675362615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110988205675362615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110988205675362615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/03/tis-so-sweet-to-trust-in-jesus.html' title='’Tis so Sweet to Trust in Jesus'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110693722083559174</id><published>2005-01-28T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Onward, Christian Soldiers</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Sabine Baring-Gould,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Arthur S. Sullivan&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;With the cross of Jesus going on before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Forward into battle see His banners go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;With the cross of Jesus going on before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At the sign of triumph Satan’s host doth flee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On then, Christian soldiers, on to victory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout of praise;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Brothers lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Like a mighty army moves the church of God;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We are not divided, all one body we,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;One in hope and doctrine, one in charity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What the saints established that I hold for true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What the saints believèd, that I believe too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Long as earth endureth, men the faith will hold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Kingdoms, nations, empires, in destruction rolled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But the church of Jesus constant will remain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Gates of hell can never gainst that church prevail;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We have Christ’s own promise, and that cannot fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory, laud and honor unto Christ the King,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This through countless ages men and angels sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110693722083559174?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110693722083559174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110693722083559174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110693722083559174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110693722083559174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/01/onward-christian-soldiers.html' title='Onward, Christian Soldiers'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110566410192635879</id><published>2005-01-13T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Glory to His Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Elisha A. Hoffman,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by John H. Stockton&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Down at the cross where my Savior died,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Down where for cleansing from sin I cried,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There to my heart was the blood applied;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There to my heart was the blood applied;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I am so wondrously saved from sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Jesus so sweetly abides within;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There at the cross where He took me in;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, precious fountain that saves from sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I am so glad I have entered in;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There Jesus saves me and keeps me clean;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Come to this fountain so rich and sweet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Cast thy poor soul at the Savior’s feet;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Plunge in today, and be made complete;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110566410192635879?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110566410192635879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110566410192635879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110566410192635879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110566410192635879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/01/glory-to-his-name.html' title='Glory to His Name'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110547580022924359</id><published>2005-01-11T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:04:56.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I Gave My Life for Thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Frances R. Havergal,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Philip P. Bliss,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Compilation of 6 verses with Bliss tune ©2005 Brian J. Fink&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I gave My life for thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My precious blood I shed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That thou might’st ransomed be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And quickened from the dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I gave, I gave My life for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What hast thou giv’n for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I gave, I gave My life for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What hast thou giv’n for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I spent long years for thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In weariness and woe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That an eternity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of joy thou mightest know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I spent, I spent long years for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hast thou spent one for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I spent, I spent long years for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hast thou spent one for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My Father’s home of light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My rainbow-circled throne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I left for earthly night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For wand’rings sad and lone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I left, I left it all for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hast thou left aught for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I left, I left it all for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hast thou left aught for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I suffered much for thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;More than My tongue may tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of bitt’rest agony,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To rescue thee from hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What hast thou borne for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What hast thou borne for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And I have brought to thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Down from My home above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Salvation full and free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My pardon and My love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What hast thou brought to Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What hast thou brought to Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, let thy life be giv’n,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thy years for Me be spent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;World’s fetters all be riv’n,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And joy with suff’ring blent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I gave, I gave Myself for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Give thou thyself to Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I gave, I gave Myself for thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Give thou thyself to Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110547580022924359?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110547580022924359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110547580022924359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110547580022924359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110547580022924359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-gave-my-life-for-thee.html' title='I Gave My Life for Thee'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110478415069168684</id><published>2005-01-03T15:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:26:29.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Charles Wesley,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Carl G. Gläser,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Arranged by Lowell Mason&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O for a thousand tongues to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My great Redeemer’s praise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The glories of my God and King,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The triumphs of His grace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My gracious Master and my God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Assist me to proclaim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To spread through all the earth abroad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The honors of Thy name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Jesus! the name that charms our fears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That bids our sorrows cease;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis music in the sinner’s ears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis life, and health, and peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He breaks the power of canceled sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He sets the prisoner free;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;His blood can make the foulest clean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;His blood availed for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He speaks, and, listening to His voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;New life the dead receive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The humble poor believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Your loosened tongues employ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Ye blind, behold your Savior come,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And leap, ye lame, for joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 7&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In Christ your Head, you then shall know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Shall feel your sins forgiv’n;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Anticipate your heav’n below,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And own that love is heav’n.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 8&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory to God, and praise and love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Be ever, ever giv’n,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;By saints below and saints above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The church in earth and heav’n.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 9&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On this glad day the glorious Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of Righteousness arose;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On my benighted soul He shone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And filled it with repose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 10&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sudden expired the legal strife,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Twas then I ceased to grieve;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My second, reàl, living life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I then began to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 11&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then with my heart I first believed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Believed with faith divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Pow’r with the Holy Ghost received&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To call the Savior mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 12&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I felt my Lord’s atoning blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Close to my soul applied;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Me, me He loved, the Son of God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For me, for me He died!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 13&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I found and owned His promise true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Ascërtained of my part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My pardon passed in heav’n I knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When written on my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 14&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Look unto Him, ye nations, own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Your God, ye fallen race;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Look, and be saved through faith alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Be justified by grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 15&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;See all your sins on Jesus laid:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The Lamb of God was slain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;His soul was once an off’ring made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For ev’ry soul of man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 16&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Awake from guilty nature’s sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And Christ shall give you light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Cast all your sins into the deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And wash the Æthiop white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 17&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Harlots and publicans and thieves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In holy triumph join!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Saved is the sinner that believes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;From crimes as great as mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 18&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Murd’rers and all ye hellish crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In holy triumph join!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Believe the Savior died for you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For me the Savior died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 19&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;With me, your chief, ye then shall know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Shall feel your sins forgiv’n;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipate your heav’n below,&lt;br /&gt;And own that love is heav’n.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Sing'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110356844298489544</id><published>2004-12-20T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:00:36.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Who is He in Yonder Stall</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Benjamin R. Hanby&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He in yonder stall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At Whose feet the shepherds fall?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He in deep distress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Fasting in the wilderness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis the Lord! O wondrous story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis the Lord! the King of glory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At His feet we humbly fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He the people bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For His words of gentleness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He to Whom they bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All the sick and sorrowing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He that stands and weeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At the grave where Laz’rus sleeps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He the gath’ring throng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Greet with loud triumphant song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Lo! at midnight, who is He&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Prays in dark Gethsemane?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He on yonder tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Dies in grief and agony?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He that from the grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Comes to heal and help and save?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who is He that from His throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Rules through all the world alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110356844298489544?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110288298654498078</id><published>2004-12-13T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:52:31.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>What Child is This</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by William Chatterton Dix,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music: Traditional (Greensleeves)&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What Child is this who, laid to rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On Mary’s lap is sleeping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;While shepherds watch are keeping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This, this is Christ the King,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The Babe, the Son of Mary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Why lies He in such mean estate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Where ox and ass are feeding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Good Christian, fear: for sinners here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The silent Word is pleading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The cross be borne for me, for you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hail, hail the Word made flesh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The Babe, the Son of Mary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Come peasant, king to own Him;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The King of kings salvation brings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let loving hearts enthrone Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Raise, raise the song on high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The virgin sings her lullaby:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Joy, joy for Christ is born,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The Babe, the Son of Mary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110288298654498078?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110263999158241162</id><published>2004-12-12T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:00:36.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Sweet Little Jesus Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Song lyrics and Music by Robert MacGimsey&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweet little Jesus Boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;They made you be born in a manger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweet little Holy Child,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Didn&amp;rsquo;t know who You was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Didn&amp;rsquo;t know you come to save us, Lord;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To take our sins away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Our eyes was blind, we couldn&amp;rsquo;t see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We didn&amp;rsquo;t know who You was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Long time ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;You was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Born in a manger low,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweet little Jesus Boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The world treat You mean, Lord;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Treat me mean, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But that&amp;rsquo;s how things is down here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We don&amp;rsquo;t know who You is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;You done showed us how,We is a-tryin&amp;rsquo;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Master, You done showed us how,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Even when you&amp;rsquo;s dyin&amp;rsquo;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Just seem like we can&amp;rsquo;t do right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Look how we treated You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But please, sir, forgive us Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We didn&amp;rsquo;t know &amp;rsquo;twas You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweet little Jesus Boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Born long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweet little Holy Child,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And we didn&amp;rsquo;t know who You was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110263999158241162?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110263999158241162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110263999158241162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110263999158241162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110263999158241162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/12/sweet-little-jesus-boy.html' title='Sweet Little Jesus Boy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110263651073507751</id><published>2004-12-09T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:04:56.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I Wonder as I Wander</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Traditional Appalachian Carol&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Compiled by John J. Niles, 1892-1980&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I wonder as I wander out under the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;How Jesus the Savior did come for to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For poor orn&amp;rsquo;ry people like you and like I&amp;mdash;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I wonder as I wander out under the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When Mary birthed Jesus, &amp;rsquo;twas in a cow&amp;rsquo;s stall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;With Wise Men, and farmers, and shepherds, and all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But high from God&amp;rsquo;s Heaven, a star&amp;rsquo;s light did fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And the promise of ages it then did recall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;A star in the sky, or a bird on the wing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Or all of God&amp;rsquo;s angels in heav&amp;rsquo;n for to sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He surely could have had it, &amp;rsquo;cause He was the King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Repeat first verse.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110263651073507751?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110263651073507751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110263651073507751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110263651073507751'/><link 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type='text'>The Holly and the Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Traditional Medieval Carol&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The holly and the ivy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When they are both full grown,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of all the trees that are in the wood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The holly bears the crown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O the rising of the sun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And the running of the deer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The playing of the merry organ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweet singing in the choir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The holly bears a blossom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;As white as lily flower;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To be our sweet Savior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The holly bears a berry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;As red as any blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Any Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To do poor sinners good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The holly bears a prickle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;As sharp as any thorn;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On Christmas day in the morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The holly bears a bark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;As bitter as any gall;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For to redeem us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Repeat first verse.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110253725669110534?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110253725669110534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110253725669110534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110253725669110534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110253725669110534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/12/holly-and-ivy.html' title='The Holly and the Ivy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110228534637820569</id><published>2004-12-05T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:00:36.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Tell Me the Story of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Fanny Crosby,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by John R. Sweney&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell me the story of Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Write on my heart every word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell me the story most precious,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweetest that ever was heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell how the angels in chorus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sang as they welcomed His birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;“Glory to God in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Peace and good tidings to earth.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell me the story of Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Write on my heart every word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell me the story most precious,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sweetest that ever was heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Fasting alone in the desert,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell of the days that are past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;How for our sins He was tempted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Yet was triumphant at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell of the years of His labor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell of the sorrow He bore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He was despised and afflicted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Homeless, rejected and poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Writhing in anguish and pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell of the grave where they laid Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Tell how He liveth again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Love in that story so tender,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Clearer than ever I see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stay, let me weep while you whisper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Love paid the ransom for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110228534637820569?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110228534637820569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110228534637820569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110228534637820569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110228534637820569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/12/tell-me-story-of-jesus.html' title='Tell Me the Story of Jesus'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110219220737490630</id><published>2004-12-04T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:00:36.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The First Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Traditional English Carol&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The first Noel the angel did say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In fields where they lay tending their sheep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On a cold winter’s night that was so deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Born is the King of Israel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;They lookèd up and saw a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Shining in the east, beyond them far;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And to the earth it gave great light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And so it continued both day and night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And by the light of that same star,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Three Wise Men came from country far;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To seek for a King was their intent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And to follow the star wherever it went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This star drew nigh to the northwest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Over Bethlehem it took its rest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And there it did both stop and stay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Right over the place where Jesus lay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then did they know assurèdly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Within that house the King did lie;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;One entered in them for to see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And found the Babe in poverty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then entered in those Wise Men three,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Full reverently upon the knee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And offered there, in His presence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Their gold and myrrh and frankincense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 7&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Between an ox stall and an ass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This Child truly there He was;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For want of clothing they did Him lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All in a manger among the hay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 8&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then let us all with one accord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sing praises to our heavenly Lord;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That hath made heaven and earth of naught,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And with His blood mankind hath bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 9&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;If we in our time shall do well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We shall be free from death and hell;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For God hath preparèd for us all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;A resting place in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110219220737490630?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110219220737490630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110219220737490630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110219220737490630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110219220737490630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/12/first-noel.html' title='The First Noel'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110209876200664217</id><published>2004-12-03T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:00:36.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>We Three Kings</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by John H. Hopkins, Jr.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We three kings of Orient are;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bearing gifts we traverse afar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Field and fountain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Moor and mountain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Following yonder star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O star of wonder, star of light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Star with royal beauty bright,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Westward leading,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Still proceeding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Guide us to thy perfect light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Gold I bring to crown Him again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;King forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Ceasing never,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Over us all to reign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Frankincense to offer have I;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Incense owns a Deity nigh;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Prayer and praising,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;a href="#we_three_1"&gt;All men&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; raising,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Worshipping God on high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Breathes a life of gathering gloom;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sorrowing, sighing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bleeding, dying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sealed in the stone cold tomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glorious now behold Him arise:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;King and God and sacrifice;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;a href="#we_three_2"&gt;Alleluia,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;a href="#we_three_2"&gt;Alleluia,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;a href="#we_three_2"&gt;Sounds through the earth and skies.&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="we_three_1"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &amp;ldquo;Voices&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="we_three_2"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &amp;ldquo;Allelujah, Allelujah, Earth to Heav&amp;rsquo;n replies.&amp;rdquo; and others read, &amp;ldquo;Heav&amp;rsquo;n signs Allelujah; Allelujah, earth replies.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:history.back()"&gt;Back to lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110209876200664217?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110209876200664217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110209876200664217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110209876200664217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110209876200664217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/12/we-three-kings.html' title='We Three Kings'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110203247232585693</id><published>2004-12-02T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:04:56.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Thou Didst Leave Thy Throne</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Emily E. Elliott,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Timothy R. Matthews&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When Thou camest to earth for me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But in Bethlehem’s home was there found no room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For Thy holy nativity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There is room in my heart for Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Heaven’s arches rang when the angels sang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Proclaiming Thy royal degree;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But of lowly birth didst Thou come to earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And in great humility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The foxes found rest, and the birds their nest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the shade of the forest tree;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But Thy couch was the sod, O Thou Son of God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the deserts of Galilee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thou camest, O Lord, with the living Word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That should set Thy people free;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But with mocking scorn and with crown of thorn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;They bore Thee to Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When the heav’ns shall ring, and &lt;a href="#thou_didst_1"&gt;the angels&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At Thy coming to victory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let Thy voice call me home, saying “Yet there is room,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There is room at My side for thee.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When Thou comest and callest for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="thou_didst_1"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“her choirs shall”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:history.back()"&gt;back to lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110203247232585693?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110203247232585693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110203247232585693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110203247232585693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110203247232585693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/12/thou-didst-leave-thy-throne.html' title='Thou Didst Leave Thy Throne'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110167907832911724</id><published>2004-11-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:04:13.183-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>I Am Thine, O Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Fanny Crosby,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by W. Howard Doane&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And it told Thy love to me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But I long to rise in the arms of faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And be closer drawn to Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To the cross where Thou hast died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To Thy precious, bleeding side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;By the power of grace divine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And my will be lost in Thine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O the pure delight of a single hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That before Thy throne I spend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I commune as friend with friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There are depths of love that I cannot know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till I cross the narrow sea;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There are heights of joy that I may not reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till I rest in peace with Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110167907832911724?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110167907832911724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110167907832911724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110167907832911724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110167907832911724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-thine-o-lord.html' title='I Am Thine, O Lord'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110096928850645943</id><published>2004-11-27T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:45:57.065-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>On a Rugged Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by J. Keith Whitford,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;© 1946 J. Keith Whitford.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Used by permission of Ken Whitford of Merismos Records&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;(Pending permission of Zondervan Publishing).&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On a rugged hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stood a rugged cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And upon that cross there hung in shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;God’s beloved Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Christ the Lovely One,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who from Heaven to the sinner came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Calv’ry, rugged hill of sorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Where the Prince of Glory died for me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Wounded, crushed and broken-hearted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Lone He suffered untold agony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sinless, there He bore my burdens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That from sinful shame I might be free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glorious day—He took my sins away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On the cross of Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On a rugged hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stood a mocking throng,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Scorning Him who came to save the lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;It was not in vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That the Savior came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To redeem the world at priceless cost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110096928850645943?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110096928850645943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110096928850645943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110096928850645943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110096928850645943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/on-rugged-hill.html' title='On a Rugged Hill'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110132778239479982</id><published>2004-11-24T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Rock of Ages</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Augustus M. Toplady,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Thomas Hastings&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Rock of Ages, cleft for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let me hide myself in thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let the water and the blood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;From thy riven side which flowed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Be of sin the double cure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Cleanse me from its guilt and pow’r.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Not the labors of my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Can fulfill thy law’s demands;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Could my zeal no respite know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Could my tears forever flow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All for sin could not atone;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thou must save, and thou alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing in my hand I bring;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Simply to thy cross I cling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Naked, come to thee for dress;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Helpless, look to thee for grace;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Foul, I to the fountain fly;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Wash me, Savior, or I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;While I draw this final breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When mine eyelids close in death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When I soar to worlds unknown,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;See thee on thy judgment throne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Rock of Ages, cleft for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let me hide myself in thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110132778239479982?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110132778239479982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110132778239479982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110132778239479982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110132778239479982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/rock-of-ages.html' title='Rock of Ages'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110097338048205099</id><published>2004-11-20T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by George Duffield, Jr.,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by George J. Webb&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Lift high His royal banner, it must not suffer loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;From vict’ry unto vict’ry His army shall He lead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till ev’ry foe is vanquished, and Christ is Lord indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stand up, stand up for Jesus, the solemn watchword hear;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;If while we sleep He suffers, away with shame and fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Where’er ye meet with evil, within you or without,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Charge for the God of battles, and put the foe to rout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stand up, stand up for Jesus, the trumpet call obey;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Forth to the mighty conflict, in this His glorious day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Ye that are &lt;a href="#stand_up_1"&gt;men&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now serve Him against unnumbered foes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let courage rise with danger, and strength to strength oppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stand up, stand up for Jesus, stand in His strength alone;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The arm of flesh will fail you, ye dare not trust your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Put on the Gospel armor, &lt;a href="#stand_up_2"&gt;each piece put on with&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; prayer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Where duty calls or danger, be never wanting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stand up, stand up for Jesus, each soldier to his post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Close up the broken column, and shout through all the host:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Make good the loss so heavy in those that still remain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And prove to all around you that death itself is gain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Stand up, stand up for Jesus, the strife will not be long;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This day the noise of battle, the next the victor’s song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To &lt;a href="#stand_up_3"&gt;him that overcometh&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a crown of life shall be;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;a href="#stand_up_4"&gt;He&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the King of Glory shall reign eternally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="stand_up_1"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &amp;ldquo;brave&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="stand_up_2"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &amp;ldquo;and watching unto&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="stand_up_3"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &amp;ldquo;those who vanquish evil&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="stand_up_4"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;Some hymnals read, &amp;ldquo;They&amp;rdquo;&lt;/note&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:history.back()"&gt;Back to lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110097338048205099?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110097338048205099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110097338048205099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110097338048205099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110097338048205099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/stand-up-stand-up-for-jesus.html' title='Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110038155829054245</id><published>2004-11-13T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:59:53.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>At Calvary</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by William R. Newell,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Daniel B. Towner&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Years I spent in vanity and pride,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Caring not my Lord was crucified,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Knowing not it was for me He died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Mercy there was great, and grace was free;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Pardon there was multiplied to me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There my burdened soul found liberty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;By God’s Word at last my sin I learned;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then I trembled at the law I’d spurned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till my guilty soul imploring turned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Now I’ve given to Jesus everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Now I gladly own Him as my King,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Now my raptured soul can only sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of Calvary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, the love that drew salvation’s plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, the grace that brought it down to man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At Calvary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110038155829054245?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110038155829054245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110038155829054245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110038155829054245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110038155829054245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/at-calvary.html' title='At Calvary'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110028278919733916</id><published>2004-11-12T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:47:34.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Am I a Soldier of the Cross?</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Isaac Watts,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Thomas A. Arne&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Am I a soldier of the cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;A follower of the Lamb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And shall I fear to own His cause,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Or blush to speak His Name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Must I be carried to the skies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On flow’ry beds of ease,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;While others fought to win the prize,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And sailed through bloody seas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are there no foes for me to face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Must I not stem the flood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Is this vile world a friend to grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To help me on to God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sure I must fight if I would reign;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Increase my courage, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Supported by Thy Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thy saints in all this glorious war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Shall conquer, though they die;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;They see the triumph from afar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;By faith’s discerning eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When that illustrious day shall rise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And all Thy saints shall shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In robes of vict’ry through the skies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The glory shall be Thine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110028278919733916?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110028278919733916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110028278919733916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110028278919733916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110028278919733916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/am-i-soldier-of-cross.html' title='Am I a Soldier of the Cross?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110011047852335396</id><published>2004-11-10T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:49:11.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>The Cleansing Wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Phoebe W. Palmer,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Phoebe P. Knapp&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, now I see the cleansing wave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The fountain deep and wide;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Points to His wounded side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The cleansing stream I see! I see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I plunge, and oh, it cleanseth me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh, praise the Lord! It cleanseth me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;It cleanseth me—yes, cleanseth me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I rise to walk in Heav’n’s own light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Above the world and sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;With heart made pure and garments white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And Christ enthroned within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I see the new creation rise;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I hear the speaking blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;It speaks! Polluted nature dies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sinks ’neath the cleansing flood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Amazing grace! ’tis Heav’n below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To feel the blood applied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And Jesus, only Jesus know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My Jesus crucified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110011047852335396?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110011047852335396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110011047852335396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110011047852335396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110011047852335396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/cleansing-wave.html' title='The Cleansing Wave'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-110001546318358769</id><published>2004-11-09T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Blessed Be the Fountain (Whiter Than the Snow)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Eden R. Latta,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Henry S. Perkins&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Blessed be the fountain of blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To a world of sinners revealed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Blessed be the dear Son of God:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Only by His stripes we are healed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Though I’ve wandered far from His fold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bringing to my heart pain and woe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Wash me in the blood of the Lamb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And I shall be whiter than snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Whiter than the snow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Whiter than the snow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Wash me in the blood of the Lamb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And I shall be whiter than snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thorny was the crown that He wore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And the cross His body o’ercame;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Grievous were the sorrows He bore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But He suffered thus not in vain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;May I to that fountain be led,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Made to cleanse my sins here below;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Wash me in the blood that He shed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And I shall be whiter than snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Father, I have wandered from Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Often has my heart gone astray;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Crimson do my sins seem to me—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Water cannot wash them away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Jesus, to that fountain of Thine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Leaning on thy promise, I go;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Cleanse me by Thy washing divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And I shall be whiter than snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-110001546318358769?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/110001546318358769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=110001546318358769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110001546318358769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/110001546318358769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/blessed-be-fountain-whiter-than-snow.html' title='Blessed Be the Fountain (Whiter Than the Snow)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109967827730382184</id><published>2004-11-05T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:51:15.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Near the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Fanny Crosby,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William Howard Doane&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Jesus, keep me near the cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There a precious fountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Free to all, a healing stream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Flows from Calvary’s mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the cross, in the cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Be my glory ever;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till my raptured soul shall find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Rest beyond the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Near the cross, a trembling soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Love and mercy found me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There the bright and morning star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sheds its beams around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Near the cross! O Lamb of God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bring its scenes before me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Help me walk from day to day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;With its shadows o’er me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Near the cross I’ll watch and wait,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hoping, trusting ever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till I reach the golden strand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Just beyond the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109967827730382184?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109967827730382184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109967827730382184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109967827730382184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109967827730382184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/near-cross.html' title='Near the Cross'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109942050758992399</id><published>2004-11-02T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Alas! and Did my Savior Bleed (At the Cross)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Isaac Watts,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus lyrics by Ralph E. Hudson,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music for "Alas! and Did my Savior Bleed" by Hugh Wilson,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music for "At the Cross" by Ralph E. Hudson&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Alas! and did my Savior bleed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And did my Sovereign die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would He devote that sacred head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For such a worm as I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus (Wilson tune omits)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And the burden of my heart rolled away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;It was there by faith I received my sight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And now I am happy all the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And bathed in its own blood—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;While the firm mark of wrath divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;His soul in anguish stood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Was it for crimes that I had done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He groaned upon the tree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Amazing pity! grace unknown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And love beyond degree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Well might the sun in darkness hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And shut his glories in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When Christ the mighty Maker died,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For man the creature’s sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thus might I hide my blushing face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;While His dear cross appears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And melt my eyes to tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But drops of grief can ne’er repay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The debt of love I owe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Here, Lord, I give my self away—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis all that I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109942050758992399?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109942050758992399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109942050758992399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109942050758992399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109942050758992399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/11/alas-and-did-my-savior-bleed-at-cross.html' title='Alas! and Did my Savior Bleed (At the Cross)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109925458715558081</id><published>2004-10-31T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Edward Mote,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by William B. Bradbury&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My hope is built on nothing less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I dare not trust the sweetest frame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But wholly lean on Jesus’ Name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On Christ the solid Rock I stand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All other ground is sinking sand;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All other ground is sinking sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When darkness veils His lovely face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I rest on His unchanging grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In ev’ry high and stormy gale,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My anchor holds within the veil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;His oath, His covenant, His blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Support me in the whelming flood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When all around my soul gives way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He then is all my Hope and Stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When He shall come with trumpet sound,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh may I then in Him be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Dressed in His righteousness alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Faultless to stand before the throne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109925458715558081?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109925458715558081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109925458715558081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109925458715558081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109925458715558081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/on-christ-solid-rock-i-stand.html' title='On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109898745819107653</id><published>2004-10-28T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Nothing but the Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Robert Lowry&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What can wash away my sin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What can make me whole again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Oh! precious is the flow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That makes me white as snow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;No other fount I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For my pardon, this I see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For my cleansing this my plea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing can for sin atone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Naught of good that I have done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This is all my hope and peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;This is all my righteousness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Now by this I’ll overcome—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Now by this I’ll reach my home—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Glory! Glory! This I sing—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All my praise for this I bring—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109898745819107653?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109898745819107653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109898745819107653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109898745819107653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109898745819107653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/nothing-but-blood.html' title='Nothing but the Blood'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109890280799652553</id><published>2004-10-27T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.340-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Hallelujah for the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Horatius Bonar,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by James McGranahan&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The cross, it standeth fast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Defying every blast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The winds of hell have blown,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The world its hate hath shown,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Yet it is not overthrown;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah for the cross!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah for the cross;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;It shall never suffer loss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;It is the old cross still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Its triumph let us tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The grace of God here shone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Through Christ, the blessed Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who did for sin atone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah for the cross!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Twas here the debt was paid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Our sins on Jesus laid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;So round the cross we sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of Christ, our offering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of Christ, our living King;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hallelujah for the cross!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109890280799652553?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109890280799652553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109890280799652553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109890280799652553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109890280799652553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/hallelujah-for-cross.html' title='Hallelujah for the Cross'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109882719831393574</id><published>2004-10-26T17:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:00:17.534-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>In the Cross of Christ I Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by John Bowring,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Ithamar D. Conkey,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Alt. tune by W. G. Whinfield&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the cross of Christ I glory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Towering o’er the wrecks of time;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All the light of sacred story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Gathers round its head sublime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When the woes of life o’ertake me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Never shall the cross forsake me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Lo! It glows with peace and joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When the sun of bliss is beaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Light and love upon my way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;From the cross the radience streaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Adds more luster to the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;By the cross are sanctified;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Peace is there that knows no measure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Joys that through all time abide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Same as verse 1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109882719831393574?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109882719831393574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109882719831393574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109882719831393574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109882719831393574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-cross-of-christ-i-glory.html' title='In the Cross of Christ I Glory'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109872907103535751</id><published>2004-10-25T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:58:53.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Beneath the Cross of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Elizabeth C. Clephane,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Frederick C. Maker&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;A home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;From the burning of the noontide heat, and the burden of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O safe and happy shelter, O refuge tried and sweet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O trysting place where Heaven’s love and Heaven’s justice meet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;As to the holy patriarch that wondrous dream was giv’n,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;So seems my Savior’s cross to me, a ladder up to Heav’n.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There lies beneath its shadow but on the further side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The darkness of an awful grave that gapes both deep and wide;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And there between us stands the cross, two arms outstretched to save,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;A watchman set to guard the way from that eternal grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Upon that cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And from my stricken heart with tears two wonders I confess:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I take, O cross, thy shadow for my abiding place;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I ask no other sunshine than the sunshine of His face;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Content to let the world go by, to know no gain or loss;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My sinful self, my only shame; my glory all, the cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109872907103535751?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109872907103535751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109872907103535751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109872907103535751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109872907103535751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/beneath-cross-of-jesus.html' title='Beneath the Cross of Jesus'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109856292902879441</id><published>2004-10-23T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:04:56.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>And Can it Be (Amazing Love)</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Charles Wesley,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Thomas Campbell&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And can it be that I should gain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;An int’rest in the Saviour’s blood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Died He for me, who caused His pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For me, who Him to death pursued?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis myst’ry all: th’Immortal dies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who can explore His strange design?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In vain the firstborn seraph tries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To sound the depths of love divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let angel minds inquire no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Let angel minds inquire no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He left His Father’s throne above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;So free, so infinite His grace—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Emptied Himself of all but love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And bled for Adam’s helpless race:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis mercy all, immense and free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For O my God, it found out me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;’Tis mercy all, immense and free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For O my God, it found out me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Long my imprisoned spirit lay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Thine eye diffused a quick’ning ray—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My chains fell off, my heart was free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My chains fell off, my heart was free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Still the small inward voice I hear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That whispers all my sins forgiv’n;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Still the atoning blood is near,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That quenched the wrath of hostile Heav’n.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I feel the life His wounds impart;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I feel the Savior in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I feel the life His wounds impart;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I feel the Savior in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 6&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;No condemnation now I dread;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Alive in Him, my living Head,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And clothed in righteousness divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bold I approach th’eternal throne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And claim the crown, through Christ my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Refrain&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Bold I approach th’eternal throne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And claim the crown, through Christ my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109856292902879441?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109856292902879441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109856292902879441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109856292902879441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109856292902879441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/and-can-it-be-amazing-love.html' title='And Can it Be (Amazing Love)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109846747237871062</id><published>2004-10-22T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:01:48.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>When I Survey the Wondrous Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by Isaac Watts,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music by Lowell Mason&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When I survey the wondrous cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On which the Prince of glory died,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;My richest gain I count but loss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And poor contempt on all my pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Save in the death of Christ my God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;All the vain things that charm me most,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I sacrifice them to His blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;See from His head, His hands, His feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sorrow and love flow mingled down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Or thorns compose so rich a crown?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;His dying crimson, like a robe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Spreads o’er His body on the tree;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then I am dead to all the globe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And all the globe is dead to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 5&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Were the whole realm of nature mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That were a present far too small;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Love so amazing, so divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Demands my soul, my life, my all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109846747237871062?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109846747237871062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109846747237871062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109846747237871062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109846747237871062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/when-i-survey-wondrous-cross.html' title='When I Survey the Wondrous Cross'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109838677903574187</id><published>2004-10-21T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:04:56.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgin Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Old Rugged Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by George Bennard&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;The emblem of suffering and shame;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And I love that old cross where the dearest and best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For a world of lost sinners was slain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Till my trophies at last I lay down;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;I will cling to the old rugged cross,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And exchange it some day for a crown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Has a wondrous attraction for me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To bear it to dark Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;A wondrous beauty I see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To pardon and sanctify me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Its shame and reproach gladly bear;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Where His glory forever I’ll share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109838677903574187?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109838677903574187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109838677903574187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109838677903574187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109838677903574187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/old-rugged-cross.html' title='The Old Rugged Cross'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109830036463938173</id><published>2004-10-20T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:57:50.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>There’s Power in the Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Lewis E. Jones&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would you be free from the burden of sin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would you o’er evil a victory win?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder-working pow’r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the blood of the Lamb;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder-working pow’r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the precious blood of the Lamb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would you be free from your passion and pride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Come for a cleansing to Calvary’s tide;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Sin stains are lost in its life-giving flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would you do service for Jesus your King?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Would you live daily His praises to sing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109830036463938173?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109830036463938173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109830036463938173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109830036463938173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109830036463938173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/theres-power-in-blood.html' title='There’s Power in the Blood'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109821411079299718</id><published>2004-10-19T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:50:07.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Are You Washed in the Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics and Music by Elisha A. Hoffman&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow’r?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you walking daily by the Savior’s side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Do you rest each moment in the Crucified?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;When the Bridegroom cometh, will your robes be white?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And be washed in the blood of the Lamb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And be washed in the blood of the Lamb;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O be washed in the blood of the Lamb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109821411079299718?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109821411079299718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109821411079299718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109821411079299718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109821411079299718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/are-you-washed-in-blood.html' title='Are You Washed in the Blood'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776137.post-109812654246665121</id><published>2004-10-18T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:50:07.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>There is a Green Hill Far Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;cite&gt;Hymn lyrics by C. F. Alexander,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Music for 4-verse-with-cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus version by George C. Stebbins,&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Alt. tunes (5-verse versions) by William Horsley and John H. Gower&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There is a green hill far away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Without a city wall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Where the dear Lord was crucified,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Who died to save us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;O dearly, dearly has He loved,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And we must love Him too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And trust in His redeeming blood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;And try His works to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;We may not know, we cannot tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;What pains He had to bear;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;But we believe it was for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He hung and suffered there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He died that we might be forgiv’n,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He died to make us good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;That we might go at last to Heav’n,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Saved by His precious blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="stanza"&gt;Verse 4&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;There was no other good enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;To pay the price of sin;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;He only could unlock the gate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Of Heav’n, and let us in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 class="foot"&gt;Cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the 5-verse version, simply omit the cho&lt;!-- --&gt;rus and add it as verse 5.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776137-109812654246665121?l=hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/feeds/109812654246665121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776137&amp;postID=109812654246665121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109812654246665121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776137/posts/default/109812654246665121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hymnsofcrossandblood.blogspot.com/2004/10/there-is-green-hill-far-away.html' title='There is a Green Hill Far Away'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15512196267124357822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LSQUihvUrdc/Su3N242q4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Nfu3VngeGCs/s1600-R/Brian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
