Hide Away in the Love of Jesus

Come, weary saints, though tired and weak
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Your strength will return by His quiet streams
Hide away in the love of Jesus

Come, wandering souls, and find your home
Hide away in the love of Jesus
He offers the rest that you yearn to know
Hide away in the love of Jesus

Hear Him calling your name
See the depths of His love
In the wounds of His grace
Hide away

Come, guilty ones weighed down with sin
Hide away in the love of Jesus
The freedom you long for is found in Him
Hide away in the love of Jesus

Come, hopeless hearts, do not despair
Hide away in the love of Jesus
For ten thousand joys await you there
Hide away in the love of Jesus

-Steve Cook, Vikki Cook, 

© 2008 Integrity’s Hosanna! Music (ASCAP)/Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP).

Heavenly Father, Beautiful Son

Father, You loved me
Sent Your Son to redeem
Jesus, You washed me
By Your blood I am clean
Spirit, You’ve opened these blinded eyes
And brought me to Christ

Heavenly Father, beautiful Son
Spirit of light and truth
Thank You for bringing sinners to come to You

Father, You gave me
To Jesus to keep
And Jesus, You love me
As a shepherd, his sheep
Spirit, You’ve given me faith in the Son
And made our hearts one

Father, You’re waiting
To hear my requests
Jesus, Your loving
Open hand is outstretched
Spirit, You’re in me, You intercede
And help in my need

-Mark Altrogge, 

© 2005 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI).

To God the Only Wise

To God the only wise,
Our Savior and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.

’Tis His almighty love,
His counsel, and His care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.

He will present our souls,
Unblemished and complete,
Before the glory of His face,
With joys divinely great.

Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet around the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of His grace,
And make His wonders known.

To our Redeemer, God,
Wisdom and power belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting songs.

-Isaac Watts, Hymns and Spir­it­u­al Songs, 1707.

Your Words of Life

As we gather, come and teach us
Spirit, come and speak today
You delight to lead and guide us
It’s Your Word that lights the way

So come awaken our hearts
Illumine our minds, magnify Jesus Christ
Come, renewing our faith
Changing our lives
With Your words of life

Let Your truth sink deep within us
Let the foolish learn Your ways
We are often to prone to wander
As we hear may we be changed

We need to see You, we need to hear You
We want to know You, Word of life

-Joel Sczebel, Pat Sczebel, 

© 2011 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP)

Greater Than We Can Imagine

Every day we’ll bless You and praise Your name
And on Your glorious splendor we will dwell
On Your wondrous works, Lord, we’ll meditate
And of Your awesome power we will tell
We’ll speak of Your salvation and Your abundant goodness

Because You are greater than we can imagine
You are too beautiful for us to fathom
Oh, You are great, and greatly to be praised

Every generation shall sing Your worth
And magnify Your mercy and Your grace
We’ll sing about the Savior who came to earth
To bear the sins of those He came to save
You fill our hearts with wonder
We’ll worship You forever

-Mark Altrogge, 

© 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)

A Glory Gilds the Sacred Page

A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun;
It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.

The Spirit breathes upon the Word
And brings the truth to sight;
Precepts and promises afford
A sanctifying light.

The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat;
His truths upon the nations rise;
They rise, but never set.

Let everlasting thanks be Thine
For such a bright display.
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.

My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.

-William Cowper, cir­ca 1770.

Labor to be clothed with humility

Are we uncharitable and critical of our brothers and sisters? Do we bite and devour each other and thus harm the Kingdom of God? Thomas Brooks helps us out:

 

Labor to be clothed with humility

The benefits of humility:

1. Humility renovates us

Humility makes a man peaceable among brethren, fruitful in well-doing, cheerful in suffering, and constant in holy walking (1 Pet. 5:5). Humility fits for the highest services we owe of Christ, and yet will not neglect the lowest service to the most common saint (John 13:5).

Humility can feed upon the most common dish, yet it is maintained by the choicest delicates, as Christ, God, and glory. Humility will make a man bless him that curses him, and pray for those that persecute him.

An humble heart is an habitation for God, a scholar for Christ, a companion of angels, a preserver of grace, and a fitter for glory. Humility is the nurse of our graces, the preserver of our mercies, and the great promoter of holy duties.

2. Humility cannot find three things on this side of heaven:

A. Fullness in the creature,

B. Sweetness in the sin,

C. Life in an ordinance without Christ.

3. Humility finds three things on this side of heaven:

A. The soul to be empty,

B. Christ to be full,

C. Every mercy and duty to be sweet wherein God is enjoyed.

4. Humility changes our perspective:

Humility can weep over men’s weaknesses, and joy and rejoice over their graces. Humility will make a man quiet and contented in the most common condition, and it will preserve a man from envying other men’s prosperous condition (1 Thess. 1:2-3).

Humility honors those that are strong in grace, and puts two hands under those that are weak in grace (Eph. 3:8). Humility makes a rich man richer than other men, and it makes a man judge himself the poorest among men. Humility will see much food abroad, when it can see butt little at home.

5. Humility changes our attitudes:

Ah, Christian! Though faith be the champion of grace, and love the nurse of grace, yet humility is the beautifier of grace; it casts a general glory upon all the graces in the soul. Ah! Did Christians more abound in humility, they would be less bitter, forward, and sour, and they would be more gentle, meek and sweet in their spirits and practices.

6. Humility makes us value others:

Humility will make a man have high thoughts of others and low thoughts of a man’s self; it will make a man see much glory and excellency in others, and much baseness and sinfulness in man’s self; it will make a man see others rich, and himself poor; others strong, and himself weak; others wise and himself foolish.

Humility will make a man excellent at covering others’ infirmities, and at recording their gracious services, and at delighting in their graces; it makes a man joy in the every light that outshines his own, and every wind that bows others good.

Humility is better at believing than it is at questioning other men’s happiness. I judge says an humble soul, it is well with these Christians now, but it will be far better with them hereafter. They are now upon the borders of the New Jerusalem, and it will be, but a day before they slide into Jerusalem.

A humble soul it more willing to say, Heaven is that man’s, than mine; and Christ is that Christian’s, than mine; and God is their God in covenant, than mine.

7. Humility brings peace among brethren:

Ah! Were Christians more humble, there would be less fire and more love among them than now is.

 

-Thomas Brooks, Precious Remedies Against Satan’s Devices, 209-211.

Rock of Ages

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 labors of my hands
can fulfill thy law’s commands;
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,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
see thee on thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
let me hide myself in thee.

-Augustus Toplady, 1775. 

I Come Running to You

Jesus, I am blind, be my light
Darkened in my mind, be my wisdom
Bend my stubborn will to Your own
Open up my ears to hear Your Spirit
Melt my conscience once again
Help me hate the slightest sin
And when Satan comes to tempt me

I come running to You, when I fear, when I’m tried
I come running to You, to Your blood, to Your side
And there my soul finds rest
There my soul finds rest in You

Shepherd of my soul, lead me on
To the pastures green in Your Scriptures
Make me to lie down by waters still
Fill me with Your peace in the tempest
I take my refuge in Your cross
By your sacrifice I’m washed
And when Satan comes accusing

Once I was Your foe, a slave to sin
A stranger to Your love, a hopeless outcast
But You have brought me near, I’m bought with blood
Now I’m Your precious child, an heir with Jesus
You pour heaven into my soul
Your wondrous love, it overflows
And I marvel how You love me

-Mark Altrogge, http://www.sovereigngracemusic.org/Songs/I_Come_Running/13

Jesus, Whose Blood So Freely Streamed

Jesus, whose blood so freely streamed
To satisfy the law’s demand;
By Thee from guilt and wrath redeemed,
Before the Father’s face I stand.

To reconcile offending man,
Make Justice drop her angry rod;
What creature could have formed the plan,
Or who fulfill it but a God?

No drop remains of all the curse,
For wretches who deserved the whole;
No arrows dipped in wrath to pierce
The guilty, but returning soul.

Peace by such means so dearly bought,
What rebel could have hoped to see?
Peace by his injured Sovereign wrought,
His Sovereign fastened to a tree.

Now, Lord, Thy feeble worm prepare!
For strife with earth and hell begins;
Conform and gird me for the war;
They hate the soul that hates his sins.

Let them in horrid league agree!
They may assault, they may distress;
But cannot quench Thy love to me,
Nor rob me of the Lord my Peace.

-William Cowper, Ol­ney Hymns (Lon­don: W. Ol­iv­er, 1779).