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  • Some Children See Him

    2 déc. 2013, 16h26m par LewisCrise

    Some Children See Him




  • And Can It Be That I Should Gain?

    1 mars 2013, 5h20m par LewisCrise

    And Can It Be

    1. And can it be that I should gain
    An interest in the Savior's blood?
    Died He for me who caused His pain!
    For me who Him to death pursued?
    Amazing love! How can it be That
    Thou, my God, should die for me?

    Chorus: Amazing love! How can it be
    That Thou, my God, should die for me!
    Amazing love! How can it be
    That Thou, my God, should die for me!

    2. ’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
    Who can explore His strange design?
    In vain the firstborn seraph tries
    To sound the depths of love divine.
    ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
    Let angel minds inquire no more.
    ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
    Let angel minds inquire no more.

    3. He left His Father's throne above,
    So free, so infinite His grace!
    Emptied Himself of all but love,
    And bled for Adam's helpless race.
    'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
    For O my God, it found out me!

    4. Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
    Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
    Thine eye diffused a quickening ray;
    I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
    My chains fell off, my heart was free,
    I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

    5. Still the small inward voice I hear,
    That whispers all my sins forgiven;
    Still the atoning blood is near,
    That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
    I feel the life His wounds impart;
    I feel the Savior in my heart.
    I feel the life His wounds impart;
    I feel the Savior in my heart.

    6. No condemnation now I dread;
    Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
    Alive in Him, my living Head,
    And clothed in righteousness divine,
    Bold I approach the eternal throne,
    And claim the crown, through Christ my own


    And Can It Be That I Should Gain?
  • O God, Our Help in Ages Past

    5 avr. 2012, 4h30m par LewisCrise

    Our God, our help in ages past,
    Our hope for years to come,
    Our shelter from the stormy blast,
    And our eternal home.

    Under the shadow of Thy throne
    Thy saints have dwelt secure;
    Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
    And our defense is sure.

    Before the hills in order stood,
    Or earth received her frame,
    From everlasting Thou art God,
    To endless years the same.

    Thy Word commands our flesh to dust,
    “Return, ye sons of men:”
    All nations rose from earth at first,
    And turn to earth again.

    A thousand ages in Thy sight
    Are like an evening gone;
    Short as the watch that ends the night
    Before the rising sun.

    The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
    With all their lives and cares,
    Are carried downwards by the flood,
    And lost in following years.

    Time, like an ever rolling stream,
    Bears all its sons away;
    They fly, forgotten, as a dream
    Dies at the opening day.

    Like flowery fields the nations stand
    Pleased with the morning light;
    The flowers beneath the mower’s hand
    Lie withering ere ‘tis night.

    Our God, our help in ages past,
    Our hope for years to come,
    Be Thou our guard while troubles last,
    And our eternal home.



    O God Our Help In Ages Past
  • I Never Walk Alone

    1 fév. 2012, 22h23m par LewisCrise

    Words & Music by Alfred H. Ackley

    Verse 1
    I never walk alone, I have a Saviour,
    Who walks beside me everywhere I go;
    My heart rejoices in His loving favor,
    And all who will His saving grace may know.


    Chorus
    I never walk alone, Christ walks beside me,
    He is the dearest Friend I've ever known,
    With such a Friend to comfort and to guide me,
    I never, no, I never walk alone.


    Verse 2
    I never walk alone, in stormy weather,
    When winds of trouble sweep about my head;
    I know I'm safe, because we are together,
    And 'round me His protecting love is spread.


    Chorus

    I Never Walk Alone



  • Never Alone

    5 jan. 2012, 3h07m par LewisCrise

    I've seen the lightning flashing,
    And heard the thunder roll;
    I've felt sin's breakers dashing,
    Trying to conquer my soul;
    I've heard the voice of my Savior,
    Telling me still to fight on;
    He promised never to leave me,
    Never to leave me alone.


    No, never alone,
    No, never alone,
    He promised never to leave me,
    Never to leave me alone;
    No, never alone,
    No, never alone,
    He promised never to leave me,
    Never to leave me alone.


    The world's fierce winds are blowing,
    Temptations are sharp and keen;
    I feel a peace in knowing
    My Savior stands between;
    He stands to shield me from danger,
    When earthly friends are gone,
    He promised never to leave me,
    Never to leave me alone.

    When in affliction's valley,
    I'm treading the road of care,
    My Savior helps me to carry
    My cross when heavy to bear;
    My feet entangled with briars,
    Ready to cast mt down;
    My Savior whispered His promise,
    Never to leave me alone.

    He died for me on the mountain,
    For me they pierced His side,
    For me He opened that fountain,
    The crimson, cleansing tide;
    For me He waiteth in gory,
    Seated upon His throne;
    He promised never to leave me,
    Never to leave me alone.


    Never Alone
  • Thou Art Coming, O My Saviour

    17 oct. 2011, 4h52m par LewisCrise

    Thou art coming, O my Savior,
    Thou art coming, O my King,
    In Thy beauty all resplendent,
    In Thy glory all transcendent;
    Well may we rejoice and sing:
    Coming! in the opening east
    Herald brightness slowly swells;
    Coming! O my glorious Priest,
    Hear we not Thy golden bells?

    Thou art coming, Thou art coming;
    We shall meet Thee on Thy way,
    We shall see Thee, we shall know Thee,
    We shall bless Thee, we shall show Thee
    All our hearts could ever say:
    What an anthem that will be,
    Ringing out our love to Thee,
    Pouring out our rapture sweet
    At Thine own all glorious feet.

    Thou art coming; at Thy table
    We are witnesses for this;
    While remembering hearts Thou meetest
    In communion clearest, sweetest,
    Earnest of our coming bliss,
    Showing not Thy death alone,
    And Thy love exceeding great;
    But Thy coming and Thy throne,
    All for which we long and wait.

    Thou art coming, we are waiting
    With a hope that cannot fail,
    Asking not the day or hour,
    Resting on Thy Word of power,
    Anchored safe within the veil.
    Time appointed may be long,
    But the vision must be sure;
    Certainty shall make us strong,
    Joyful patience can endure.


    O the joy to see Thee reigning,
    Thee, my own belovèd Lord!
    Every tongue Thy Name confessing,
    Worship, honor, glory, blessing
    Brought to Thee with glad accord;
    Thee, my Master and my Friend,
    Vindicated and enthroned;
    Unto earth’s remotest end
    Glorified, adored, and owned!


    Thou Art Coming, O My Saviour
  • PalTalk

    20 jui. 2011, 4h26m par LewisCrise

    Like-minded friends, did you know you can join me on a chat service called PalTalk? There we can listen to/play God-glorifying Christian music to our hearts' content! My nickname there is Hugo Reyes. Find me in my room "Conservative Christian Music". ^_^