276 Bridgewater

276 Bridgewater

Tune: Lewis Edson, 1782

Text: Isaac Watts, 1719

From all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Redeemer’s praise arise:
Let the Redeemer’s name be sung
Through ev’ry land by ev’ry tongue.

481 Come, we that love the Lord

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Tune: Novakoski, P Dan Brittain, 1989

Text: Isaac Watts 1707

Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.

Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heav’nly King
May speak their joys abroad.

Then let our songs abound,
And ev’ry tear be dry;
We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground
To fairer worlds on high.

49t Old 100th, Doxology

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Tune: Old Hundred, Psaumes de David, 1551

Text: New Version, 1696

Certainly one of the older tunes and texts in the 1991 SH book.


O come, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King.
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s Rock we praise.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

159 What wondrous love is this

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Tune: Wondrous Love, James Christopher, 1840

Text: Mead's General Selection, 1811. fasola.org says Dupuy’s Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 1811...

What wondrous love is this, o my soul, o my soul!
What wondrous love is this, o my soul!
What wondrous love is this, That caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.

When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down beneath God’s righteous frown
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.

To God and to the Lamb, I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb, I will sing
To God and to the Lamb, who is the great I Am,
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing,
While millions join the theme, I will sing.

 And when from death I’m free I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing and joyful be,
Throughout eternity I’ll sing on, I'll sing on,
Throughout eternity I’ll sing on.

46 Let us sing

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Victoria Sacred Harp uses this for its opening song at each singing.

Tune: Let Us Sing, arr WF Moore, 1867

text: WF Moore, 1867

Shall we ever meet again at the house, at the house
Then to make the chorus ring at the house of God?
Let us sing, sweetly sing, sing,
At the house then we’ll sing,
Sweetly sing at the house of God.

456 Sing, O ye ransomed of the Lord

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Tune: Sacred Mount, AM Cagle, 1935

Text: Philip Doddridge, 1755

Sing, O ye ransomed of the Lord,
Your great Redeemer sing.
Pilgrims for Zion’s city bound,
Be joyful in your King,
A hand divine shall lead you on,
Through all the blissful road,
Till to the sacred mount you rise,
And see your smiling God.

March on in your Redeemer’s strength,
Pursue His footsteps still.
Pilgrims for Zion’s city bound,
Be joyful in your King,
A hand divine shall lead you on,
Through all the blissful road,
Till to the sacred mount you rise,
And see your smiling God.

457 Wayfaring Stranger

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Tune: Wayfaring Stranger, arr. John M Dye, 1935

Text: Bever's Christian Songster, 1858. (which you can see at https://archive.org/details/christiansongste00beve/page/n3/mode/2up) , as no.23 'I am a pilgrim and a stranger'. But hardly any of the words are the same! So where does this version of the text really come from?

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger,

While journ’ying through this world of woe,
Yet, there’s no sickness, toil nor danger,
In that bright world to which I go.
I’m going there to see my Father,
I’m going there no more to roam;
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I know dark clouds will gather o’er me,
I know my way is rough and steep;
Yet beaut’ous fields lie just before me,
Where God’s redeemed their vigils keep.
I’m going there to see my Mother,
She said she’d meet me when I come.
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I want to wear a crown of glory,
When I get home to that good land;
I want to shout Salvation’s story,
In concert with the blood-washed band.
I’m going there to meet my Savior,
To sing His praise forevermore;
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

333 Come thou fount of every blessing

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Tune: Family Circle, RE Brown & BF White, 1850

Text: Robert Robinson, 1758 (verses only - chorus interpolated?)

Come, Thou Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.

 Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount, O fix me on it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.

Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan. 

274t Golden Harp

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Tune: The Golden Harp

Text: JP Reese, 1869

1. Farewell, vain world, I'm going home
To play on the Golden Harp.
My Saviour smiles and bids me come
To play on the Golden Harp.

To play on the Golden Harp, to play on the Golden Harp,
I want to be where Jesus is, to play on the Golden Harp.

2. Sweet angels beckon me away
To play on the Golden Harp.
To sing God's praise in endless day
To play on the Golden Harp.

To play on the Golden Harp, to play on the Golden Harp,
I want to be where Jesus is, to play on the Golden Harp.

56t May the grace of Christ our Saviour

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Tune: Columbiana

Text: John Newton, 1779

May the grace of Christ our Savior
And the Father’s boundless love
With the Holy Spirit’s favor,
Rest upon us from above!

Thus may we abide in union
With each other and the Lord;
And possess, in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.

31b Come, we who love the Lord

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Tune Webster

Text: Isaac Watts, 1707

1. Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known.
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And worship at his throne.

2. Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heav’nly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3. The God who rules on high
And all the earth surveys—
Who rides upon the stormy sky
And calms the roaring sea