HymnPod

Lyrics: Mary B. Slade
Music: Asa B. Everett

Who at my door is standing,
Patiently drawing near,
Entrance within demanding?
Whose is the voice I hear?

Refrain:
Sweetly the tones are falling;
“Open the door for Me!
If thou wilt heed My calling,
I will abide with thee.”

Lonely without He’s staying;
Lonely within am I;
While I am still delaying,
Will He not pass me by?

All through the dark hours dreary,
Knocking again is He;
Jesus, art Thou not weary,
Waiting so long for me?

Door of my heart, I hasten!
Thee will I open wide.
Though He rebuke and chasten,
He shall with me abide.

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This original hymn is based on Ecc 3:1-8

It is played and sung by the author himself. I have a strong feeling that this piece is going to be a classic one day.

Lyrics and Music: Luke Sim

To everything there is a season
To everything there is a time
To every purpose under heaven
There is a season, there is a time

A time to live, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to harvest
To kill and heal, to wreck and build
There is a season, there is a time

A time to cry, a time to laugh
A time to mourn, a time to dance
A time to cast away, to bring together
To be embraced and to refrain

A time to find and lose, to keep and give
To tear apart, to mend together
To keep silent and to speak
To love and hate, for war and peace

To everything there is a season
To everything there is a time
To every purpose under heaven
There is a season, there is a time

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Recently, I had the privilege of meeting Mr Kim-Khiat Tye who wrote a book entitled Second Dawn in memory of his son Kevin Tye. I have never met Kevin personally but am inspired by his faith after reading this book.

Find out more about this book at http://www.hymnpod.com/second-dawn-a-journey-of-faith/

I would like dedicate this hymn in loving memory of Kevin Tye (1976-2006).

Lyrics and Music: Septimus Winner

Soft as the voice of an angel,
Breathing a lesson unheard,
Hope with a gentle persuasion
Whispers her comforting word:
Wait till the darkness is over,
Wait till the tempest is done,
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow,
After the shower is gone.

Refrain:
Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

If, in the dusk of the twilight,
Dim be the region afar,
Will not the deepening darkness
Brighten the glimmering star?
Then when the night is upon us,
Why should the heart sink away?
When the dark midnight is over,
Watch for the breaking of day.

Hope, as an anchor so steadfast,
Rends the dark veil for the soul,
Whither the Master has entered,
Robbing the grave of its goal.
Come then, O come, glad fruition,
Come to my sad weary heart;
Come, O Thou blest hope of glory,
Never, O never depart.

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Lyrics and Music: African-American Spiritual

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory Hallelujah

Sometimes I’m up; sometimes I’m down
Oh yes, Lord
Sometimes I’m almost to the ground
Oh Yes, Lord

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory Hallelujah

Although you see me goin’ along
Oh yes, Lord
I have my troubles here below
Oh yes, Lord

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory Hallelujah

What makes old Satan hate me so?
Oh yes, Lord
He got me once and let me go
Oh yes, Lord

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory Hallelujah

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Here’s a familiar hymn that I hope you will like. Credits to smallchurchmusic.com

Lyrics: Charles Wesley
Music: BEECHER

Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heaven to earth come down;
Fix in us thy humble dwelling;
All thy faithful mercies crown!
Jesus, Thou art all compassion,
Pure unbounded love Thou art;
Visit us with Thy salvation;
Enter every trembling heart.

Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit,
Into every troubled breast!
Let us all in Thee inherit;
Let us find that second rest.
Take away our bent to sinning;
Alpha and Omega be;
End of faith, as its Beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.

Come, Almighty to deliver,
Let us all Thy life receive;
Suddenly return and never,
Never more Thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing,
Serve Thee as Thy hosts above,
Pray and praise Thee without ceasing,
Glory in Thy perfect love.

Finish, then, Thy new creation;
Pure and spotless let us be.
Let us see Thy great salvation
Perfectly restored in Thee;
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

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Lyrics: Thomas O. Chisholm
Music: William J. Kirkpatrick

Oh! to be like Thee, blessed Redeemer,
This is my constant longing and prayer;
Gladly I’ll forfeit all of earth’s treasures,
Jesus, Thy perfect likeness to wear.

Refrain:
Oh! to be like Thee, oh! to be like Thee,
Blessed Redeemer, pure as Thou art;
Come in Thy sweetness, come in Thy fullness;
Stamp Thine own image deep on my heart.

Oh! to be like Thee, full of compassion,
Loving, forgiving, tender and kind,
Helping the helpless, cheering the fainting,
Seeking the wand’ring sinner to find.

Oh! to be like Thee, lowly in spirit,
Holy and harmless, patient and brave;
Meekly enduring cruel reproaches,
Willing to suffer, others to save.

Oh! to be like Thee, Lord, I am coming,
Now to receive th’ anointing divine;
All that I am and have I am bringing,
Lord, from this moment all shall be Thine.

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