English Hymn I-J


Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold;
I would make sure of Heaven, I would enter the fold.
In the book of Thy kingdom, with its pages so fair,
Tell me, Jesus, my Savior, is my name written there?


Refrain
Is my name written there,
On the page white and fair?
In the book of Thy kingdom,
Is my name written there?


Lord, my sins they are many, like the sands of the sea,
But Thy blood, O my Savior, is sufficient for me;
For Thy promise is written, in bright letters that glow,
“Though your sins be as scarlet, I will make them like snow.”


Oh! that beautiful city, with its mansions of light,
With its glorified beings, in pure garments of white;
Where no evil thing cometh to despoil what is fair;
Where the angels are watching, yes, my name’s written there.

 



1.It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old,
from angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold:
“Peace on the earth, good will to men, from heaven’s all-gracious King.”
The world in solemn stillness lay, to hear the angels sing.


2.Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurled,
and still their heavenly music floats o’er all the weary world;
above its sad and lowly plains, they bend on hovering wing,
and ever o’er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing.


3.For lo! the days are hastening on, by prophet long foretold,
when with the ever-circling years come round the age of gold
when peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendors fling,
and all the world send back the song which now the angels sing.

 


It Is Glory Just to Walk with Him


It is glory just to walk with Him whose blood has ransomed me
It is rapture for my soul each day
It is joy divine to feel Him near where’er my path may be
Bless the Lord it’s glory all the way


Chorus:
It is glory just to walk with Him
It is glory just to walk with Him
He will guide my steps aright
Through the vale and o’er the height
It is glory just to walk with Him


It is glory when the shadows fall to know that He is near
Oh what joy to simply trust and pray
It is glory to abide in Him when skies above are clear
Yes with Him it’s glory all the way


‘Twill be glory when I walk with Him on Heaven’s golden shore
Never from His side again to stray
‘Twill be glory wondrous glory with the Saviour evermore
Everlasting glory all the way