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Abide with me
04:09
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Abide with me: fast falls the even-tide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide:
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Thro’ cloud and sunshine, O abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies;
Heav’n’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
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Be still my soul
07:58
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Be still my soul: the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, they confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
Be still my soul: the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord;
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still my soul: when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
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When I survey the wondrous cross, on which the Prince of glory died
My richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
See, from His head, His hands, His feet, sorry and love flow mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.
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The Church’s one Foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord
She is His new creation by water and the word;
From heaven He came and sought her to be His holy bride
With His own blood He bought her, and for her life He died
Elect from every nation yet one o’er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation, one Lord, one faith, one birth;
One holy name she blesses, partakes on holy food
And to one hope she presses, with every grace endued
Though with a scornful wonder men see her sore oppressed,
By schisms rent asunder, by heresies distressed,
Yet saints their watch are keeping; their cry goes up – “How long?”
But soon the night of weeping shall be the morn of song.
‘Mid toil and tribulation and tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation of peace forevermore;
Till with the vision glorious her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious shall be the Church at rest.
Yet she on earth hath union with God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion with those whose rest is won.
Oh, happy ones and holy. Lord, give us grace that we,
Like them, the meek and lowly, on high may dwell with thee.
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O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weight down
Now scornfully surrounded with thorns thine only crown
How art thou pale with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn
How does that visage languish, which once was bright as morn!
What language shall I borrow to think Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end?
Oh, make me Thine forever; and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee
Be near when I am dying, Oh, show Thy cross to me;
And for my succor flying, come Lord, to set me free;
These eyes, new faith receiving, from Thee shall not remove,
For he who dies believing dies safely through Thy love
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Just as I am
05:10
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Just as I am, without one plea, but that Thy blood was shed for me
And that Thou bidd’st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am, and waiting not to rid my soul of one dark blot
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am though tossed about with many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am, poor, retched, blind; sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am! Thou wilt received, wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
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Come Thou fount
02:40
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Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it, mount of Thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my sign of victory; hither by Thy help I’m come;
And I know, by Thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger, wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger, interposed His precious blood.
O to grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be.
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it, mount of Thy redeeming love.
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Drop, drop slow tears
01:26
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Drop, drop, slow tears and bathe those beauteous feet,
Which brought from heav’n the news and Prince of peace.
Cease not, wet eyes, His mercies to entreat;
To cry for vengeance sin doth never cease.
In your deep floods drown all my faults and fears;
Nor let his eye see sin, but through my tears.
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I heard the voice of Jesus say come unto me and rest
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down thy head upon my breast.
I came to Jesus as I was, weary, and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting-place and He has made me glad.
I heard the voice of Jesus say, behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one, stoop down and drink, and live.
I came to Jesus, and I drank of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived and now I live with Him.
I heard the voice of Jesus say, I am this dark world’s light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, and all thy day be bright.
I looked to Jesus, and I found in Him my star, my sun;
And in that light of life I’ll walk till travelling days are done.
I heard the voice of Jesus say come unto me and rest
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down thy head upon my breast.
I came to Jesus as I was, weary, and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting-place and He has made me glad.
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Were you there?
05:22
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Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Oh sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when God raised him from the dead?
Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
Oh sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
Were you there when God raised him from the dead?
Were you there when God raised him from the dead?
Oh sometimes I feel like shouting glory, glory, glory.
Were you there when God raised him from the dead?
Were you there when God raised him from the dead?
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My Jesus, I love Thee
07:14
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My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign;
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ‘tis now.
I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ‘tis now.
I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;
And say when the death-dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ‘tis now.
In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ‘tis now.
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Calvin Peters Michigan
Calvin Peters learned violin at age six and piano at age eight. He earned a music degree from Michigan State University and retired from the military after a 20-year career. He played viola in five symphonies over the past 30 years, has directed choirs and chanted in the Orthodox Church for over 30 years, is the son of an Orthodox Archpriest of blessed memory and is now an Orthodox monk. ... more
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