CLICK ON THE HYMN'S TITLE TO READ ITS WORDS or, simply scroll down the page - the links are all located on this page.     I Need Thee Every Hour         Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus         Fairest Lord Jesus         Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring         Nearer My God To Thee         Nearer Still Nearer         Be Still My Soul         It Is Well With My Soul         Nothing Between         What A Friend We Have In Jesus         My Jesus I Love Thee         O Sacred Head Now Wounded         When I Survey The Wondrous Cross         Holy Holy Holy         Amazing Grace         ~ I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR~     words: Annie S. Hawks The Lord is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him. --Lamentations 3:25 music: Robert Lowry     I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord; No tender voice like Thine can peace afford. I need Thee, O I need Thee; Every hour I need Thee; O bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee. I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby; Temptations lose their power when Thou art nigh. refrain I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain; Come quickly and abide, or life is in vain. refrain I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will; And Thy rich promises in me fulfill. refrain I need Thee every hour, most Holy One; O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessèd Son. refrain ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~TURN YOUR EYES UPON JESUS~     words: Helen H. Lemmel "Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith... Hebrews 12:2 music: Helen H. Lemmel     O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s a light for a look at the Savior, And life more abundant and free! Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, In the light of His glory and grace. Through death into life everlasting He passed, and we follow Him there; Over us sin no more hath dominion— For more than conquerors we are! Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, In the light of His glory and grace. His Word shall not fail you—He promised; Believe Him, and all will be well: Then go to a world that is dying, His perfect salvation to tell! Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, In the light of His glory and grace. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~FAIREST LORD JESUS~     words: 16th Century Jesuits "In that day shall the Branch of the Lord be beautiful and glorious..." --Isaiah 4:2 music: Silesian Folk Melody     Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature, O Thou of God and man the Son, Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor, Thou, my soul’s glory, joy and crown. Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands, Robed in the blooming garb of spring; Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, Who makes the woeful heart to sing. Fair is the sunshine, Fairer still the moonlight, And all the twinkling starry host; Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer Than all the angels heaven can boast. All fairest beauty, heavenly and earthly, Wondrously, Jesus, is found in Thee; None can be nearer, fairer or dearer, Than Thou, my Savior, art to me. Beautiful Savior! Lord of all the nations! Son of God and Son of Man! Glory and honor, praise, adoration, Now and forever more be Thine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~JESU, JOY OF MAN'S DESIRING~     words: Martin Janus, 1661 "And I will shake all nations, and the desire of all nations shall come: and I will fill this house with glory, saith the LORD of hosts." --Haggai 2:7 music: Johann Schop arranged by J. S. Bach     Jesu, joy of man’s desiring, Holy wisdom, love most bright; Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring Soar to uncreated light. Word of God, our flesh that fashioned, With the fire of life impassioned, Striving still to truth unknown, Soaring, dying round Thy throne. Through the way where hope is guiding, Hark, what peaceful music rings; Where the flock, in Thee confiding, Drink of joy from deathless springs. Theirs is beauty’s fairest pleasure; Theirs is wisdom’s holiest treasure. Thou dost ever lead Thine own In the love of joys unknown. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~NEARER MY GOD TO THEE~     words: Sarah F. Adams "My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me." --Psalm 63:8 music: Lowell G. Mason     Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! E’en though it be a cross that raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down, Darkness be over me, my rest a stone. Yet in my dreams I’d be nearer, my God to Thee. refrain There let the way appear, steps unto Heav’n; All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given; Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee. refrain Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I’ll raise; So by my woes to be nearer, my God, to Thee. refrain Or, if on joyful wing cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I’ll fly, Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee. refrain There in my Father’s home, safe and at rest, There in my Savior’s love, perfectly blest; Age after age to be, nearer my God to Thee. refrain ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~NEARER STILL NEARER~     words: Leila N. Morris "Draw nigh to God, and He will draw nigh to you." -- James 4:8 music: Leila N. Morris     Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart, Draw me, my Savior—so precious Thou art! Fold me, oh, fold me close to Thy breast. Shelter me safe in that Haven of Rest; Shelter me safe in that Haven of Rest. Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring, Naught as an offering to Jesus, my King; Only my sinful, now contrite heart. Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart. Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart. Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine! Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign, All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride, Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified. Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified. Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last. Till safe in glory my anchor is cast; Through endless ages ever to be Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee; Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~BE STILL MY SOUL~     words: Katherina von Schlegel "Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth." --Psalm 46:10 music: Jean Sibelius, in 1889     Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side. Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change, He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end. Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below. Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart, And all is darkened in the vale of tears, Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart, Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears. Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay From His own fullness all He takes away. Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on When we shall be forever with the Lord. When disappointment, grief and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored. Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past All safe and blessèd we shall meet at last. Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high; Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways, So shall He view thee with a well pleased eye. Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu*               ~IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL~     words: Horatio G. Spafford "Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee." --Isaiah 26:3 music: Philip P. Bliss        When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul. It is well, with my soul, It is well, with my soul, It is well, it is well, with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ has regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. refrain My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! refrain For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. refrain But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord! Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul! refrain And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul. refrain ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~NOTHING BETWEEN~     words: Charles A. Tindley " ... let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us." -- Hebrews 12:1 music: Charles A. Tindley     Nothing between my soul and my Savior, Naught of this world’s delusive dream; I have renounced all sinful pleasure; Jesus is mine, there’s nothing between. Nothing between, like worldly pleasure; Habits of life, though harmless they seem; Must not my heart from Him ever sever; He is my all, there’s nothing between. Nothing between, like pride or station; Self or friends shall not intervene; Though it may cost me much tribulation, I am resolved, there’s nothing between. Nothing between, e’en many hard trials, Though the whole world against me convene; Watching with prayer and much self denial, I’ll triumph at last, there’s nothing between. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS~     words: Joseph M. Scriven "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." --John 15:13 music: Charles C. Converse     What a Friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer. Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer. Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer. Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the Lord in prayer! In His arms He’ll take and shield you; thou wilt find a solace there. Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised Thou wilt all our burdens bear May we ever, Lord, be bringing all to Thee in earnest prayer. Soon in glory bright unclouded there will be no need for prayer Rapture, praise and endless worship will be our sweet portion there. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~MY JESUS, I LOVE THEE~     words: William R. Featherston "We love him, because he first loved us." -- I John 4:19 music: Adoniram J. Gordon      My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine; For Thee all the follies of sin I resign. My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. I love Thee because Thou has first loved me, And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree. I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death, And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath; And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. In mansions of glory and endless delight, I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright; I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~O SACRED HEAD NOW WOUNDED~     words: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1153 "But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. --Isaiah 53:5 music: Hans L. Hassler, 1601 Harmony: J.S. Bach 1729     O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown; How pale Thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish, which once was bright as morn! What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, was all for sinners’ gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ’Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace. Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee, Thou noble countenance, Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee and flee before Thy glance. How art thou pale with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How doth Thy visage languish that once was bright as morn! Now from Thy cheeks has vanished their color once so fair; From Thy red lips is banished the splendor that was there. Grim death, with cruel rigor, hath robbed Thee of Thy life; Thus Thou hast lost Thy vigor, Thy strength in this sad strife. My burden in Thy Passion, Lord, Thou hast borne for me, For it was my transgression which brought this woe on Thee. I cast me down before Thee, wrath were my rightful lot; Have mercy, I implore Thee; Redeemer, spurn me not! What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, ever outlive my love to Thee. My Shepherd, now receive me; my Guardian, own me Thine. Great blessings Thou didst give me, O source of gifts divine. Thy lips have often fed me with words of truth and love; Thy Spirit oft hath led me to heavenly joys above. Here I will stand beside Thee, from Thee I will not part; O Savior, do not chide me! When breaks Thy loving heart, When soul and body languish in death’s cold, cruel grasp, Then, in Thy deepest anguish, Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp. The joy can never be spoken, above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide. O Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I’d breathe my soul to Thee. My Savior, be Thou near me when death is at my door; Then let Thy presence cheer me, forsake me nevermore! When soul and body languish, oh, leave me not alone, But take away mine anguish by virtue of Thine own! Be Thou my consolation, my shield when I must die; Remind me of Thy passion when my last hour draws nigh. Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfolds Thee. Who dieth thus dies well. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~WHEN I SURVEY THE WONDROUS CROSS~     words: Isaac Watts  "And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross." --Philippians 2:8 music: Lowell Mason     When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o’er His body on the tree; Then I am dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~HOLY HOLY HOLY~     words: Reginald Heber "Holy, holy, holy, LORD God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come. --Revelation 4:8 music: John B. Dykes      Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Who was, and is, and evermore shall be. Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see; Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea; Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)               ~AMAZING GRACE~     words: John Newton "And of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace." -- John 1:16 music: Traditional       Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found; Was blind, but now I see. ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed! Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; ’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. The Lord has promised good to me, His Word my hope secures; He will my Shield and Portion be, As long as life endures. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine; But God, Who called me here below, Will be forever mine. When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise Than when we’d first begun. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *click your browser's back arrow to return to the menu* (photo from my own garden)