We’ll sing of Christ, no matter who
Should disapprove the theme:
When He is precious in our view,
We can’t but sing of Him.
And He is precious in the sight
Of all who know His voice:
’Twas He who brought them to the light,
And taught them to rejoice.
’Tis He who cheers them by His smile,
And guards them by His power:
Who keeps them safe from force and guile,
In every trying hour.
’Tis He who will conduct them home,
Beyond the reach of ill:
Where all the ransom’d people come,
Where saints forever dwell.
Then let His people make their boastUnknown
Of Him, and Him alone,
Who came from heav’n to save the lost;
The praise be His alone.
This hymn is from J. C. Ryle’s little book Spiritual Songs, published in 1849, when he was rector of Helmingham, Suffolk. The hymns Ryle selected were not found in the most common hymnbooks of the day.
Suggested tune: St. Anne (“O God, our help in ages past”).
Download a .pdf file of the hymnal.