I love the Lord, His strength is mine;
He is my God, I trust His grace;
My Fortress high, my Shield divine,
My Savior and my Hiding Place.

From God the victory I receive;
Most perfect is His holy way;
His Word is tried, they who believe
Will find the Lord their Shield and Stay.

For who is God, and strong to save,
Beside the Lord, our God of might?
’Tis He that makes me strong and brave,
The Lord Who guides my steps aright.

Thy free salvation is my shield,
My sure defense in every strait;
Thy hand upholds me, lest I yield;
Thy gentleness has made me great.

For all the Lord has done for me,
I never will cease to love Him;
And for His grace so rich and free,
I never will cease to love Him.

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I never will cease to love Him,
My Savior, my Savior;
I never will cease to love Him,
He’s done so much for me.

He gives me strength for every day,
I never will cease to love Him;
He leads and guides me all the way,
I never will cease to love Him.

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Though all the world His love neglect,
I never will cease to love Him;
I could not such a Friend reject,
I never will cease to love Him.

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While on my journey here below,
I never will cease to love Him;
And when to that bright world I go,
I never will cease to love Him.

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O God, my strength and fortitude
In truth I will love Thee;
Thou art my castle and defense
In my necessity.

My God, my Rock, in whom I trust,
The Worker of my wealth,
My Refuge, Buckler, and my Shield,
The Horn of all my health.

When I, beset with pain and grief,
Prayed to my God for grace;
Forthwith my God heard my complaint,
Out of His holy place.

The Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens high,
And underneath His feet He cast
The darkness of the sky.

On cherub and on cherubim
Full royally He rode;
And on the wings of all the winds
Came flying all abroad.

He brought me forth in open place,
That so I might be free;
And kept me safe, because He had
A favor unto me.

Unspotted are the ways of God,
His Word is truly tried;
He is a sure defense to such
As in His ways abide.

Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower,
Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown,
Thee will I love with all my power,
In all Thy works, and Thee alone;
Thee will I love, till the pure fire
Fill my whole soul with chaste desire.

Ah, why did I so late Thee know,
Thee, lovelier than the sons of men!
Ah, why did I no sooner go
To Thee, the only ease in pain!
Ashamed, I sigh, and inly mourn,
That I so late to Thee did turn.

In darkness willingly I strayed,
I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved;
Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread,
Thy creatures more than Thee I loved;
And now if more at length I see,
’Tis through Thy light and comes from Thee.

I thank Thee, uncreated Sun,
That Thy bright beams on me have shined;
I thank Thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and healed my wounded mind;
I thank Thee, whose enlivening voice
Bids my freed heart in Thee rejoice.

Uphold me in the doubtful race,
Nor suffer me again to stray;
Strengthen my feet with steady pace
Still to press forward in Thy way;
My soul and flesh, O Lord of might,
Fill, satiate, with Thy heavenly light.

Give to mine eyes refreshing tears,
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires,
Give to my soul, with filial fears,
The love that all Heaven’s host inspires;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

Thee will I love, my joy, my crown,
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God;
Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown,
Or smile, Thy scepter, or Thy rod;
What though my flesh and heart decay?
Thee shall I love in endless day!

Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower;
Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy;
Thee will I love with all my power,
With ardor time will ne’er destroy.
Thee will I love, O Light Divine,
So long as life is mine.

Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior,
Who art my best and truest Friend;
Thee will I love and praise forever,
For never shall Thy kindness end;
Thee will I love with all my heart,
Thou my Redeemer art.

I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from Heaven,
Whose radiance hath brought light to me;
I thank Thee, who hast richly given
All that could make me glad and free;
I thank Thee that my soul is healed
By what Thy lips revealed.

Oh, keep me watchful, then, and humble
And suffer me no more to stray;
Uphold me when my feet would stumble,
Nor let me loiter by the way.
Fill all my nature with Thy light,
O Radiance strong and bright!

Oh, teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly
With soul and body, head and heart,
And grant me grace that I may duly
Practice fore’er love’s sacred art.
Grant that my every thought may be
Directed e’er to Thee.

Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness;
Thee will I love, my God and Lord,
Amid the darkest depths of sadness,
Nor for the hope of high reward—
For Thine own sake, O Light Divine,
So long as life is mine.

Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength,
My rock, my tower, my high defense;
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,
For I have found salvation thence.

Death, and the terrors of the grave,
Stood round me with their dismal shade;
While floods of high temptations rose,
And made my sinking soul afraid.

I saw the opening gates of hell,
With endless pains and sorrows there,
Which none but they that feel can tell;
While I was hurried to despair.

In my distress I called my God,
When I could scarce believe Him mine:
He bowed His ear to my complaint,
Then did His grace appear divine.

With speed He flew to my relief,
As on a cherub’s wing He rode;
Awful and bright as lightning shone
The face of my Deliverer, God.

Temptations fled at His rebuke,
The blast of His almighty breath;
He sent salvation from on high,
And drew me from the deeps of death.

Great were my fears, my foes were great,
Much was their strength, and more their rage;
But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still,
In all the wars that devils wage.

My song for ever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour;
And give the glory to the Lord,
Due to His mercy and His power.

We love Thee, Lord, and we adore;
Now is Thine arm revealed:
Thou art our strength, our heav’nly tower,
Our bulwark and our shield.

We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a sure defense;
His holy Name our lips invoke,
And draw salvation thence.

When God, our Leader, shines in arms,
What mortal heart can bear
The thunder of His loud alarms,
The lightning of His spear?

He rides upon the wingèd wind,
And angels in array
In millions wait to know His mind,
And swift as flames obey.

He speaks, and at His fierce rebuke
Whole armies are dismayed;
His voice, His frown, His angry look,
Strikes all their courage dead.

He forms our generals for the field,
With all their dreadful skill;
Gives them His awful sword to wield,
And makes their hearts of steel.

He arms our captains to the fight,
Though there His name’s forgot;
He girded Cyrus with His might,
But Cyrus knew Him not.

Oft has the Lord whole nations blessed
For His own church’s sake;
The powers that give His people rest,
Shall of His care partake.

O hear my cry, be gracious now to me,
Come, Great Deliverer, come;
My soul bowed down is longing now for Thee,
Come, Great Deliverer, come.

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I’ve wandered far away o’er mountains cold,
I’ve wandered far away from home;
O take me now, and bring me to Thy fold,
Come, Great Deliverer, come.

I have no place, no shelter from the night,
Come, Great Deliverer, come;
One look from Thee would give me life and light,
Come, Great Deliverer, come.

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My path is lone, and weary are my feet,
Come, Great Deliverer, come;
Mine eyes look up Thy loving smile to meet,
Come, Great Deliverer, come.

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Thou wilt not spurn contrition’s broken sigh,
Come, Great Deliverer, come.
Regard my prayer, and hear my humble cry,
Come, Great Deliverer, come.

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Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
[originally When my eye-strings break in death]
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

Christ is born! Tell forth His fame!
Christ from Heaven! His love proclaim!
Christ on earth! Exalt His Name!
Sing to the Lord, O world, with exultation!
Break forth in glad thanksgiving, every nation!
For He hath triumphed gloriously!

Man, in God’s own image made,
Man, by Satan’s wiles betrayed,
Man, on whom corruption preyed,
Shut out from hope of life and of salvation,
Today Christ maketh him a new creation,
For He hath triumphed gloriously!

For the Maker, when His foe
Wrought the creature death and woe,
Bowed the heav’ns, and came below,
And in the virgin’s womb His dwelling making,
Became true Man, man’s very nature taking;
For He hath triumphed gloriously!

He, the Wisdom, Word, and Might,
God, and Son, and Light of light,
Undiscovered by the sight
Of earthly monarch, or infernal spirit,
Incarnate was, that we might Heav’n inherit:
For He hath triumphed gloriously!

The Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens high;
And underneath His feet He cast
The darkness of the sky.
On cherub and on cherubim
Full royally He rode;
And on the wings of all the winds
Came flying all abroad;
And on the wings of all the winds
Came flying all abroad.

And from above the Lord sent down
To fetch me from below,
And plucked me out of waters great
That would me overflow.
(And me delivered from my foes)
That would have made me thrall;
Yea, from such foes as were too strong
For me to deal withal;
Yea, from such foes as were too strong
For me to deal withal.

And as I was an innocent,
So did He me regard,
And to the cleanness of my hands
He gave me my reward.
For that I walked in His ways,
And in His paths have trod,
And have not wavered wickedly
Against my Lord and God;
And have not wavered wickedly
Against my Lord and God.

From homes of quiet peace
We lift up hands of prayer,
And those Thou gavest us to love
Commend, Lord, to Thy care.

In perils of the sea
Watch o’er them day by day;
In perils of the common life
Be Thou their Strength and Stay.

Let Thine almighty arm
Be their defense and shield;
And whosoever’s cause is Thine
To them the victory yield.

In life’s earnest morning, when our hope was high,
Came Thy voice to summons, not to be put by;
Nor in toil nor sorrow, weakness or dismay,
Need we ever falter—art not Thou our stay?

Teach us, Lord, Thy wisdom, while we seek men’s lore;
May the mind be humbled as we know Thee more;
Let the larger vision bring the childlike heart,
And our deeper knowledge holier zeal impart.

Should Thy face be clouded to our spirits’ sight,
Speak thro’ human kindness, shine thro’ nature’s light,
In the face of loved ones, or the ties of home—
Only, gracious Father, to Thy children come.

Save us, Lord, from seeking earth’s unhallowed goals;
May our lifelong passion be the love of souls;
Let us live and labor, Father, in Thy sight,
Thro’ the grace of Jesus, by the Spirit’s might.

O Strength and Stay upholding all creation,
Who ever dost Thyself unmoved abide;
Yet day by day the light in due gradation
From hour to hour through all its changes guide.

Grant to life’s day a calm unclouded ending,
An eve untouched by shadows of decay,
The brightness of a holy deathbed blending
With dawning glories of the eternal day.

Hear us, O Father, gracious and forgiving,
Through Jesus Christ Thy co-eternal Word,
Who, with the Holy Ghost, by all things living
Now and to endless ages art adored.

Lord, Thou hast seen my soul sincere,
Hast made Thy truth and love appear;
Before mine eyes I set Thy laws,
And Thou hast owned my righteous cause.

Since I have learned Thy holy ways,
I’ve walked upright before Thy face;
Or if my feet did e’er depart,
’Twas never with a wicked heart.

What sore temptations broke my rest!
What wars and strugglings in my breast!
But through Thy grace, that reigns within,
I guard against my darling sin:

That sin which close besets me still,
That works and strives against my will:
When shall Thy Spirit’s sovereign power
Destroy it, that it rise no more?

With an impartial hand, the Lord
Deals out to mortals their reward;
The kind and faithful souls shall find
A God as faithful and as kind.

The just and pure shall ever say
Thou art more pure, more just than they;
And men that love revenge shall know
God hath an arm of vengeance, too.

Thou that dost save through pain,
And dost, afflicting, bless,
We offer Thee from prostrate hearts
The greater thankfulness.

Lord, Thou hast humbled pride—
Hast shown the world at length
What ruthlessness may dwell with power,
What bankruptcy with strength.

And teaching us the scorn
Of trifles that beguile
Hast given us, dear God, to live
When life is most worthwhile.

We thank Thee for the dream
That heroes dreamed of yore,
Their vision of the good, the will
Earth’s freedom to restore.

Spoiled children of the past,
Today, more nobly blest,
We thank Thee Who hast wakened us,
And asked of us our best.

God of the young and brave,
Who nothing know of fear,
Who hold the things that life outlast
Than life itself more dear.

We thank Thee that our souls
Are strong as theirs to give
All, all we cherish most on earth,
That liberty may live:

That we, O Good Supreme,
Still through our tears can see
On death’s pale brow an aureole
Of immortality!

O God, before Thy sun’s bright beams
All night’s dark shadows fly;
So on the soul Thy mercy gleams,
And doubts and terrors die.

So freshly falls Thy heaven sent grace
As morning’s gladdening breath;
Gives light to all to seek Thy face,
And guides in life and death.

O holy light! O light of God!
O light unseen below,
Which fills the courts of Thine abode,
Which there the blest shall know!

Swift comes the hour when none can toil,
Short is the rugged way:
Teach us our lamps to fill with oil,
Whilst it is called today.

Then we shall see that glorious light
Which to the saints is given,
So sweet, so fair, so passing bright,
The eternal morn of heaven.

O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
O holy One in Three,
Grant us, with all Thy glorious host,
To share that morn with Thee.

Softly now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with Thee.

Thou, whose all pervading eye
Naught escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault, and secret sin.

Soon for me the light of day
Shall forever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.

Thou Who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man’s infirmity;
Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

Just are Thy ways, and true Thy Word,
Great Rock of my secure abode:
Who is a god beside the Lord?
Or where’s a refuge like our God?

’Tis He that girds me with His might,
Gives me His holy sword to wield;
And while with sin and hell I fight
Spreads His salvation for my shield.

He lives, and blessèd be my Rock!
The God of my salvation lives:
The dark designs of hell are broke;
Sweet is the peace my Father gives.

Before the scoffers of the age
I will exalt my Father’s Name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach and bear the shame.

To David and his royal seed
Thy grace for ever shall extend;
Thy love to saints in Christ their Head
Knows not a limit, nor an end.

Since with my God with perfect heart
I walk and make His Word my guide,
And from iniquity depart,
The Lord His blessing will provide.

The merciful shall know Thy grace,
The perfect Thy perfection see,
The pure shall see Thine own pure face,
The froward find a foe in Thee.

To smite the proud and bring them low,
To save the poor is Thy delight,
The Lord will cause my lamp to glow,
My God will make my darkness light.

From God the victory I receive;
Most perfect is His holy way;
His Word is tried, they who believe
Will find the Lord their shield and stay.

For who is God, and strong to save,
Beside the Lord, our God of might?
’Tis He that makes me strong and brave,
The Lord Who guides my steps aright.

Thy free salvation is my shield,
My sure defense in every strait;
Thy hand upholds me, lest I yield;
Thy gentleness has made me great.

To Thine almighty arm we owe
The triumphs of the day;
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,
And melt their strength away.

’Tis by Thine aid our troops prevail,
And break united powers,
Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale
The proudest of their towers.

How we have chased them through the field,
And trod them to the ground,
While Thy salvation was our shield,
But they no shelter found!

In vain to idol saints they cry,
And perish in their blood;
When is a rock so great, so high
So powerful as our God?

The Rock of Israel ever lives,
His Name be ever blessed;
’Tis His own arm the victory gives,
And gives His people rest.

On kings that reign as David did,
He pours His blessings down;
Secures their honors to their seed,
And well supports the crown.