Rejoice ye saints, rejoice and praise The blessings of redeeming grace;Jesus, your everlasting tower, Mocks at the angry tempest’s power. His love’s a refuge ever nigh, His watchfulness as mountains high;His name’s a rock, which winds above, And waves below can never move. While all things change, He changes not, …
No condemnation! O my soul, ’Tis God that speaks the word:Perfect in comeliness art thou, In Christ thy glorious Lord. In heaven His blood for ever speaks, In God the Father’s ear:His church, the jewels, on His heart, Jesus will ever hear. No condemnation! precious word! Consider it, my soul;Thy …
Forever with the Lord! Amen, so let it be:Life from the dead is in that word, ’Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam;Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, A day’s march nearer home. My Father’s house on high, Home of my soul, how nearAt times …
When along life’s thorny roadFaints the soul beneath the load,By its cares and sins oppressed,Finds on earth no peace or rest:When the wily tempter’s near,Filling us with doubts and fear;Jesus to Thy feet we flee,Jesus, we will look to Thee. Thou, our Saviour, from the throne,List‘nest to Thy people’ s …
Our times are in Thy hand, O God we wish them there;Our life, our friends, our souls we leave Entirely to thy care. Our times are in Thy hand, Whatever they may be,Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to Thee. Our times are in Thy hand, …
Give to the winds thy fears, Hope, and be undismayed;God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears the way:Wait thou His time; so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. Still heavy is thy …
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 …
Lord, it belongs not to my care, Whether I die or live;To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. If life be long, I will be glad, That I may long obey;If short, yet why should I be sad, To soar to endless day? …
When this passing world is done, When has sunk yon glaring sun,When we stand with Christ in glory, Looking o’er life’s finished story,Then, Lord, shall I fully know– Not till then–how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall;When I see them …
I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God;He bears them all and frees us From the accursed load.I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains,White in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. I lay my wants on Jesus; All fulness dwells …
In this audio clip, J. I. Packer reads an excerpt from The Screwtape Letters by C. S. Lewis.