Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

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Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns SS&S 251 - 300

 

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500. This is S S & S, otherwise known as Sacred Songs and Solos. It is a collection of spiritual worship hymns and songs for churches. Students use it in their assembly in many Christian schools.

S S & S songs are up to 1,000 hymns and counting. For the sake of convenience, we are splitting them into hundreds.

 

SS & S 451 Where hast thou built thine house,

Thy soul’s eternal dwelling ?

Upon the treacherous sands of sin,

‘Mid floods and tempests swelling ?

 

Oh, build upon the Rock—-the only sure

foundation ;

On Christ alone, the Corner-stone, the Rock

of our salvation !

 

2

What wilt thou do when storms

Upon thy house are beating ? [sands

When from beneath, the treacherous

That held thee are retreating ?

 

3

Wait not until the floods,

With final shock appalling,

Shall come——and thou canst never save

Thy ruined house from falling.

 

 

SS & S 452  ” Almost persuaded ” now to believe ;

” Almost persuaded ” Christ to receive ;

Seems now some soul to say,

” Go, Spirit, go Thy way,

Some more convenient day

On Thee I’ll call.”

 

2

” Almost persuaded,” come, come to-day;

” Almost persuaded,” turn not away ;

Jesus invites you here,

Angels are lingering near,

Prayers rise from hearts so dear;

O wanderer, come !

 

3

” Almost persuaded,” harvest is past !

” Almost persuaded,” doom comes at last !

” Almost ” cannot avail ;

” Almost ” is but to fail !

Sad, sad, that bitter wail—-

” Almost—–but lost !”

 



SS & S 453  No longer wait, my brother; even now

God’s Spirit seeks an entrance to your heart ;

Come to the cross, and to the Saviour bow ;

Unbar the door: make haste, lest He depart.

 

O sinner, come to Christ, the living Way ;

Still He is pleading, why not come to-day ?

 

2

No longer wait, O sad and troubled soul,

His pardoning grace He offers free to all ;

O weary one, that grace will make you whole :

Oh, why not hear the loving Saviour’s call ?

 

3

No longer wait; the Lord your God hath said,

” I will not strive for ever with your heart ” ;

Oh come, ere yet the spark of life has fled,

And thou hast failed to choose the better part.

 

 

SS & S 454  If Jesus should call you to-day, dear friend,

To stand at His Judgment-seat,

And you knew that this hour your

life would end,

Would the summons be sad or sweet ?

 

Oh, would . . you be ready . . .

If Jesus should call you to-day ? . .

Oh, would . . you be ready, . . .

Be ready His call to obey ? . .

 

2

If Jesus should call you to-day, to-day,

Oh, what would your answer be ?

Could you with rejoicing His voice obey,

Be glad His dear face to see ?

 

3

Oh, would you be ready to lay life down,

If Jesus should come to-day?

Would you know there awaiteth for you a crown

That never shall fade away ?

 

4

Be ready, be ready ! you know not when

The summons to you may come.

When you shall be missed from the

haunts of men,

And enter your final doom.

 



SS & S 455  Make room for Jesus ! room, sad heart !

Beguiled and sick of sin ;

Bid every alien guest depart,

Arise, and let Him in !

 

Make room, sad heart ! make room ! make room !

Bid alien guests depart !

Oh, let the Master in, sad heart !

Arise, and let Him in !

 

2

Make room for Jesus ! room ! make room !

His hand is at the door ;

He comes to banish guilt and gloom,

And bless thee more and more.

 

3

Make room for Jesus ! soul of mine :

He waits response to-day ;

His smile is peace, His grace divine;

Oh, turn Him not away !

 

4

Make room for Jesus ! By and by,

‘Mid saints and seraphim,

He’ll welcome to His throne on high

The soul that welcomed Him.

 

 

SS & S 456  Return, O wanderer, now return !

And seek thy Father’s face !

Those new desires which in thee bum

Were kindled by His grace.

Return ! Return !

 

2

Return, O wanderer, now return !

He hears thy humble sigh ;

He sees thy softened spirit mourn

When no one else is nigh. —–Return !

 

3

Return, O wanderer, now return !

Thy Saviour bids thee live ;

Go to His bleeding feet, and learn

How freely He’ll forgive. —-Return !

 

4

Return, O wanderer, now return,

And wipe the falling tear !

Thy Father calls—–no longer mourn :

His love invites thee near. —–Return !

 



 

SS & S 457  Hasten, sinner, to be wise !

Stay not for the morrow’s sun ;

Wisdom, if you still despise,

Harder is it to be won.

 

2

Hasten, mercy to implore !

Stay not for the morrow’s sun ;

Lest thy season should be o’er,

Ere this evening’s stage be run.

 

3

Hasten, sinner, to return !

Stay not for the morrow’s sun,

Lest thy lamp should fail to burn

Ere salvation’s work is done.

 

4

Hasten, sinner, to be blest !

Stay not for the morrow’s sun,

Lest perdition thee arrest,

Ere the morrow is begun.

 

 

SS & S 458  Come to Jesus, ye who wander

Far from hope, and peace, and rest ;

Scorned, neglected, and forsaken,

Sorrowful, and sore distrest.

 

Come to Jesus ! Come to Jesus !

Hark ! the Spirit whispers, ” Come ! ”

Come to Jesus ! Come to Jesus !

Hark ! the Spirit whispers, ” Come ! ”

 

2

Come to Jesus ! He hath loved you

With a deep, abounding love ;

And His heart of tenderest pity

Needs no sacrifice to move.

 

3

Come! oh come! the Master waiteth:

” Come ! ” the longing Bride doth say :

” Come ! ” He tarries whilst we linger :

He hath borne our sins away.



 

SS & S 459  O souls in darkness groping,

And longing for the light,

Believe ye that the Saviour

Can give the blind their sight ?

Oh, look to Jesus only, with Him is love and might;

Believe that He is able to lead you into light.

 

2

Of old He had compassion,

The Lord of life and love,

And He is ” that same Jesus,”

Enthroned in light above.

 

3

He claims your faith undoubting ;

” Believe ye ! ” is His word :

Was ever voice so tender

By weary mortal heard ?

 

4

And now that Christ is able

His promise to fulfil,

Oh, cast yourselves upon Him,

And say, ” I know He will ! ”

 

 

SS & S 460  The Spirit, O sinner, in mercy doth move

Thy heart so long hardened, of sin to reprove ;

Resist not the Spirit, nor longer delay ;

God’s gracious entreaties may end with to-day.

 

2

O child of the kingdom, from sin’s

service cease ;

Be filled with the Spirit, with comfort and peace.

Oh, grieve not the Spirit——thy Teacher is He—–

That Jesus thy Saviour may glorified be.

 

3

Denied is the temple, its beauty laid low,

On God’s holy altar the embers faint glow

By love yet rekindled, a flame may

be fanned ;

Oh, quench not the Spirit, the Lord is at hand !

 



SS & S 461  How solemn are the words,

And yet to faith how plain,

Which Jesus uttered while on earth——

” Ye must be born again ! ”

 

2

” Ye must be born again ! ”

For so hath God decreed ;

No reformation will suffice—–

‘Tis life poor sinners need.

 

3

” Ye must be born again ! ”

And life in Christ must have ;

In vain the soul may elsewhere go—-

‘Tis He alone can save.

 

4

” Ye must be born again ! ”

Or never enter heaven ;

‘Tis only blood-washed ones are there—–

The ransomed and forgiven.

 

 

SS & S 462  Oh, hear my cry, be gracious now to me,

Come, Great Deliverer, come !

My soul, bowed down, is longing now for Thee,

Come, Great Deliverer, come !

 

I’ve wandered far away o’er mountains cold,

I’ve wandered far away from home ;

Oh, take me now, and bring me to Thy fold,

Come, Great Deliverer, come !

 

2

I have no place, no shelter from the night,

One look from Thee would give me life and light,

 

3

My path is lone, and weary are my feet,

Mine eyes look up Thy loving smile to meet,

 

4

Thou wilt not spurn contrition’s broken sigh ;

Regard my prayer, and hear my humble cry,

 



SS & S 463  Afflictions, though they seem severe,

In mercy oft are sent ;

They stopped the prodigal’s career,

And caused him to repent.

 

” I’ll not pine here for bread,

I’ll not pine here for bread,” he cries ;

” Nor starve in foreign lands :

My father’s house has large supplies,

And bounteous are his hands.”

 

2

” What have I gained by sin,” he said,

” But hunger, shame, and fear ?

My father’s house abounds in bread,

While I am starving here ! ”

 

3

” I’ll go and tell him all I’ve done,

Fall down before his face ;

Unworthy to be called his son,

I’ll seek a servant’s place.”

 

4

His father saw him coming back ;

He saw, he ran, he smiled,

And threw his arms around the neck

Of his rebellious child !

 

5

” O father, I have sinned—–forgive ! ”

“Enough ! ” the father said :

” Rejoice, my house ; my son’s alive,

For whom I mourned as dead ! ”

 

6

‘Tis thus the Lord His love reveals,

To call poor sinners home ;

More than a father’s love He feels,

And welcomes all that come.

 

 

SS & S 464  Take me, O my Father, take me !

Take me, save me, through Thy Son ;

That which Thou wouldst have me, make me,

Let Thy will in me be done,

Long from Thee my footsteps straying,

Thorny proved the way I trod ;

Weary come I now, and praying,

Take me to Thy love, my God !

 

2

Fruitless years with grief recalling,

Humbly I confess my sin ;

At Thy feet, O Father, falling,

To Thy household take me in.

Freely now to Thee I proffer

This repenting heart of mine ;

Freely life and soul I offer,

Gift unworthy love like Thine.

 

3

Once the world’s Redeemer, dying,

Bare our sins upon the tree ;

On that Sacrifice relying,

Now I look in hope to Thee :

Father, take me ! all forgiving,

Fold me to Thy loving breast ;

In Thy love for ever living,

I must be for ever blest !

 



SS & S 465  Hast thou no room within thy heart,

Where Jesus may abide ?

And canst thou say to Him, Depart

Who for thee bled and died ?

 

Oh yes, there’s room within my heart,

There’s room, O Lord, for Thee :

Come in, and never more depart :

Come in ; abide with me

 

2

No room for Him whose glory light,

In lowly manger laid,

Shone forth in heavenly mansions bright,

Before the worlds were made !

 

3

I will, O Lord, unbar the door !

No longer stand outside ;

But come within, and evermore

In my poor heart abide.

 

4

Abide with me ; through all my days

Thy presence be my light ;

Then shall my mouth show forth Thy praise,

And I shall walk aright.

 

5

When comes at last the Judgment-day,

And I Thy face shall see,

What joy supreme to hear Thee say,

” Come in ! there’s room for thee.”

 

 

SS & S 466  Oh, tender and sweet was the Master’s voice

As He lovingly called to me :

” Come over the line ! it is only a

Step—-

I am waiting, My child, for thee ! ”

 

” Over the line ! ” Hear the sweet refrain !

Angels are chanting the heavenly strain !

” Over the line ” —–why should I remain,

With a step between me and Jesus ?

 

2

” But my sins are many, my faith is small : ”

Lo ! the answer came quick and clear :

” Thou needest not trust in thyself at all;

Step over the line : I am here ! ”

 

3

” But my flesh is weak,” I tearfully

” And the way I cannot see ; [said,

I fear if I try I may sadly fail,

And thus may dishonour Thee ! ”

 

4

Ah, the world is cold, and I cannot go back ;

Press forward I surely must :

I will place my hand in His wounded palm,

Step over the line, and trust,

 

” Over the line ! ” Hear the sweet refrain !

Angels are chanting the heavenly strain !

” Over the line ” I will not remain ;

I’ll cross it and go to Jesus !

 



SS & S 467  I come, O blessed Lord, to Thee I come to-day ;

I am no longer satisfied to stay away.

 

2

I will not wait until my life like Thine shall grow ;

I’ll come at once——I know I’ve sinned : I’ll tell Thee so.

 

3

It is enough for me to know Thou wilt receive

And cleanse my heart from every sin if I believe.

 

4

Help me that I forget myself in loving Thee ;

 

And let Thine image on my heart reflected be.

 

5

Oh, take me, Saviour crucified, and let me prove

That those who most have been forgiven have most of love.

 

 

SS & S 468  Jesus, I will trust Thee,

Trust Thee with my soul :

Guilty, lost, and helpless,

Thou canst make me whole.

There is none in heaven

Or on earth like Thee :

Thou hast died for sinners—-

Therefore, Lord, for me.

In Thy love confiding,

 

I will seek Thy face,

Worship and adore Thee

For Thy wondrous grace.

Jesus, I will trust Thee,

Trust Thee with my soul !

Guilty, lost, and helpless,

Thou canst make me whole.

 

2

Jesus, I can trust Thee,

Trust Thy written Word ;

Since Thy voice of mercy

I have often heard.

When Thy Spirit teacheth,

To my taste how sweet !

Only may I hearken,

Sitting at Thy feet.

 

3

Jesus, I do trust Thee,

Trust Thee without doubt ;

” Whosoever cometh ”

Thou ” wilt not cast out : ”

Faithful is Thy promise,

Precious is Thy blood—-

These my soul’s salvation,

Thou my Saviour God !

 



SS & S 469  Like a bird on the deep, far away from its nest,

I had wandered, my Saviour, from Thee ;

But Thy kind, loving voice called me

home to Thy breast,

And I knew there was welcome for me !

 

Welcome for me, Saviour, from Thee I

A welcome, glad welcome for me !

Now, like a dove, I rest in Thy love,

And find a sweet refuge in Thee.

 

2

I am safe in the Ark; I have folded

my wings

On the bosom of mercy Divine ;

I am filled with delight by Thy

presence so bright,

And the joy that will ever be mine.

 

3

Now in Jesus I rest, and I dread not the storm,

Though around me the surges may roll ;

I will look to the skies, where the day

never dies,

I will sing of the joy in my soul.

 

 

SS & S 470  Christ is knocking at my sad heart ;

Shall I let Him in ?

Patiently knocking at my sad heart,

Oh, shall I let Him in ?

Cold and proud is my heart with sin ;

Dark and cheerless is all within:

Christ is bidding me turn unto Him;

Oh, shall I let Him in ?

 

2

Shall I send Him the loving word ?

Shall I let Him in ?

Meekly accepting my gracious Lord,

Oh, shall I let Him in ?

He can infinite love impart ;

He can pardon this rebel heart :

Shall I bid Him for ever depart,——

Or shall I let Him in ?

 

3

Yes, I’ll open this proud heart’s door ;

I will let Him in !

Gladly I’ll welcome Him evermore,

Oh yes, I’ll let Him in !

Blessed Saviour, abide with me ;

Cares and trials will lighter be ;

I am safe if I’m only with Thee ;

Come in, O Lord, come in !

 



SS & S 471  I’ve wandered far away from God :

Now I’m coming home ;

The paths of sin too long I’ve trod :

Lord, I’m coming home.

 

Coming home, coming home, nevermore to roam ;

By Thy grace I will be Thine : Lord, I’m coming home

 

2

I’ve wasted many precious years :

Now I’m coming home ;

I now repent with bitter tears :

Lord, I’m coming home.

 

3

I’m tired of sin and straying, Lord :

Now I’m coming home ;

I’ll trust Thy love, believe Thy word :

Lord, I’m coming home.

 

4

My soul is sick, my heart is sore :

Now I’m coming home ;

My strength renew, my hope restore :

Lord, I’m coming home.

 

 

SS & S 472  Like wandering sheep o’er mountains cold,

Since all have gone astray;

To ” Life ” and peace within the fold,

How may I find the Way ?

 

“I … am the Way, . . . the Truth, . . . and the Life ; . . .

No man cometh unto the Father but by Me.

I … am the Way, … the Truth, . . . and the Life ; . . .

No man cometh unto the Father but by Me.”

 

2

Bewildered oft with doubt and care,

To God I fain would go ;

But while they cry, ” Lo here ! lo there ! ”

The Truth how may I know ?

 

3

To Christ—-the Way, the Truth, the Life—-

I come, no more to roam ;

He’ll guide me to my ” Father’s house,”

To my Eternal home.

 



SS & S 473  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 !

 

2

Just as I am—poor, wretched, blind,

Sight, riches, healing of the mind ;

Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,

O Lamb of God, 1 come !

 

3

Just as I am—–Thou wilt receive,

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve :

Because thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come !

 

4

Just as I am—-Thy love unknown

Has broken every barrier down :

Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,

O Lamb of God, I come !

 

 

SS & S 474  Once more, my soul, thy Saviour, through the Word,

Is offered full and free ;

And now, O Lord, I must, I must decide :

Shall I accept of Thee ?

 

I will ! . . I will ! . . I will ! God helping me

I will, O Lord, be Thine !

Thy precious blood was shed to purchase me–

I will be wholly Thine !

 

2 By grace I will Thy mercy now receive,

Thy love my heart hath won :

On Thee, O Christ, I will, I will believe,

And trust in Thee alone !

 

3

Thou knowest, Lord, how very’ weak I am,

And how I fear to stray ;

For strength to serve I look to Thee alone—-

The strength Thou must supply !

 

4

And now, O Lord, give all with us today

The grace to join our song ;

And from the heart to gladly with us say :

” I will to Christ belong ! ”

 

5

To all who came, when Thou wast here below

And said, ” O Lord, wilt Thou ? ”

To them, ” I will ! ” was ever Thy reply :

We rest upon it now.

 



SS & S 475  I hear Thy welcome voice

That calls me, Lord, to Thee,

For cleansing in Thy precious blood

That flowed on Calvary.

 

I am coming, Lord !

Coming now to Thee !

Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood

That flowed on Calvary.

 

2

Though coming weak and vile,

Thou dost my strength assure ;

Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,

Till spotless all and pure.

 

3

‘Tis Jesus calls me on

To perfect faith and love,

To perfect hope, and peace, and trust

For earth and heaven above.

 

4

‘Tis Jesus who confirms

The blessed work within,

By adding grace to welcomed grace

Where reigned the power of sin.

 

5

And He the witness gives

To loyal hearts and free,

That every promise is fulfilled,

If faith but brings the plea.

 

6

All hail, atoning blood !

All hail, redeeming grace !

All hail, the Gift of Christ our Lord,

Our Strength and Righteousness !

 

 

SS & S 476  Jesus, my Lord, to Thee I cry ;

Unless Thou help me, I must die:

Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh,

And take me as I am !

 

And take me as I am ! And take me as I am !

My only plea—-Christ died for me ! Oh, take

me as I am !

 

2

Helpless I am, and full of guilt ;

But yet for me Thy blood was spilt,

And Thou canst make me what Thou wilt,

And take me as I am !

 

3

No preparation can I make,

My best resolves I only break,

Yet save me for Thine own name’s sake,

And take me as I am !

 

4

Behold me, Saviour, at Thy feet,

Deal with me as Thou seest meet ;

Thy work begin, Thy work complete,

But take me as I am !

 



 

SS & S 477  I am coming to the cross ;

I am poor, and weak, and blind ;

I am counting all but dross ;

I shall full salvation find.

 

I am trusting, Lord, in Thee,

Blessed Lamb of Calvary ;

Humbly at Thy cross I bow :

Save me, Jesus, save me now.

 

2

Long my heart has sighed for Thee,

Long has evil reigned within ;

Jesus sweetly speaks to me—-

” I will cleanse you from all sin.”

 

3

Here I give my all to Thee,

Friends, and time, and earthly store,

Soul and body Thine to be—

Wholly Thine for evermore.

 

4

Jesus comes ! He fills my soul !

Perfected in Him I am ;

I am every whit made whole ;

Glory, glory to the Lamb !

 

5

Still I’m trusting, Lord, in Thee,

Blessed Lamb of Calvary ;

Humbly at Thy cross I bow ;

Jesus saves me, saves me now !

 

 

SS & S 478  Lord, at Thy mercy-seat

Humbly I fall,

Pleading Thy promise sweet—-

Lord, hear my call :

Now let Thy work begin ;

Oh, make me pure within,

Cleanse me from every sin,

Jesus, my all !

 

2

Tears of repentant grief

Silently fall;

Help Thou mine unbelief,

Hear Thou my call !

Oh, how I pine for Thee !

This is all my hope, my plea :

Jesus has died for me—-

Jesus, my all !

 

3

Hark ! how the words of love

Tenderly fall ;

Ere in the realms above

Heard is my call !

Now every doubt has flown,

Broken my heart of stone ;

Lord, I am Thine alone :

Jesus, my all !

 

4

Still at Thy mercy-seat

Humbly I fall;

Pleading Thy promise sweet,

Heard is my call :

Faith wings my soul to Thee ;

This all my hope shall be—

Jesus has died for me,

Jesus, my all !

 



SS & S 479  Out in the desert, seeking, seeking,

Sinner, ’tis Jesus seeking for thee ;

Tenderly calling, calling, calling,

Hither, thou lost one, oh, come unto Me !

 

Jesus is calling, Jesus is calling ;

Why dost thou linger ? why tarry away ?

Come to Him quickly, say to Him gladly

” Lord, I am coming, coming to-day !”

 

2

Still He is waiting, waiting, waiting ;

Oh, what compassion beams in His eye !

Hear Him repeating, gently, gently,

Come to thy Saviour, oh, why wilt thou die ?

 

3

Lovingly pleading, pleading, pleading,

Mercy, though slighted, bears with thee yet ;

Thou canst be happy, happy, happy ;

Come ere the life-star for ever shall set.

 

 

SS & S 480  The mistakes of my life have been many,

The sins of my heart have been more,

And I scarce can see for weeping,

But I’ll knock at the open door.

 

I know I am weak and sinful,

It comes to me more and more ;

But when the dear Saviour shall bid me

I’ll enter the open door. [come in,

 

2

I am lowest of those who love Him,

I am weakest of those who pray ;

But I come as He has bidden,

And He will not say me nay.

 

3

My mistakes His free grace will cover,

My sins He will wash away;

And the feet that shrink and falter

Shall walk through the gates of day.

 

4

The mistakes of my life have been many,

And my spirit is sick with sin,

And I scarce can see for weeping,

But the Saviour will let me in.

 



SS & S 481  Lone and weary, sad and dreary,

Lord, I would Thy call obey ;

Thee believing, Christ receiving,

I would come to Thee to-day.

 

I am coming, I am coming,

Coming, Saviour, to be blest ;

I am coming, I am coming,

Coming, Lord, to Thee for rest !

 

2

Thou, the Holy, Meek, and Lowly,

Jesus, unto Thee I come ;

Keep me ever, let me never

From Thy blessed keeping roam.

 

3

Here abiding, in Thee hiding,

Seeks my weary soul to rest ;

Till the dawning of the morning,

When I wake among the blest.

 

4

Be Thou near me, keep and cheer me,

Through life’s dark and stormy way ;

Turn my sadness into gladness,

Turn my darkness into day.

 

 

SS & S 482  I stood outside the gate,

A poor, wayfaring child ;

Within my heart there beat

A tempest loud and wild ;

A fear oppressed my soul

That I might be too late !

And oh, I trembled sore,

And prayed outside the gate,

And prayed outside the gate.

 

2

” Oh, Mercy ! ” loud I cried,

“Now give me rest from sin ! ”

“I will ! ” a voice replied ;

And Mercy let me in :

She bound my bleeding wounds,

And soothed my heart opprest ;

She washed away my guilt,

And gave me peace and rest.

 

3

In Mercy’s guise I knew

The Saviour long abused,

Who often sought my heart,

And wept when 1 refused.

Oh, what a blest return

For all my years of sin !—-

I stood outside the gate,

And Jesus let me in.

 



 

SS & S 483  What shall I do with Jesus ?

I hear His pleading voice ;

He asks that He may enter.

And make my heart rejoice.

The hand that’s gently knocking

Bore cruel wounds for me ;

And on His brow, so holy,

The thorn-marks yet I see.

 

What shall I do with Jesus ?

For time is gliding by ;

What shall I do with Jesus ?

Eternity is nigh !

 

2

What shall I do with Jesus—-

The Lamb of Calvary ?

His wonderful salvation

He freely offers me :

His precious blood for cleansing,

The comfort of His love ;

The glory of His blessing,

And life with Him above.

 

3

What shall I do with Jesus,

The King upon His throne ?

He claims my full allegiance,

Redeemed me for His own.

Oh, deeply solemn question !

Lord, help me now decide,

And take Thee for my Saviour—–

My Master, Friend, and Guide.

 

 

SS & S 484  I was a wandering sheep,

I did not love the fold ;

I did not love my Shepherd’s voice,

I would not be controlled :

I was a wayward child,

I did not love my home,

I did not love my Father’s voice,

I loved afar to roam.

 

2

The Shepherd sought His sheep,

The Father sought His child ;

They followed me o’er vale and hill,

O’er deserts waste and wild :

They found me nigh to death,

Famished, and faint, and lone ;

They bound me with the bands of love,

They saved the wandering one.

 

3

Jesus my Shepherd is,

‘Twas He that loved my soul ;

‘Twas He that washed me in His blood,

‘Twas He that made me whole ;

‘Twas He that sought the lost,

That found the wandering sheep ;

‘Twas He that brought me to the fold,

‘Tis He that still doth keep.

 

4

I was a wandering sheep,

I would not be controlled ;

But now I love my Saviour’s voice,

I love, I love the fold.

I was a wayward child,

I once preferred to roam ;

But now I love my Father’s voice—-

I love, I love His home.

 



SS & S 485  Lord, I hear of showers of blessing

Thou art scattering full and free—-

Showers the thirsty land refreshing;

Let some droppings fall on me—-

Even me !

 

2

Pass me not, O gracious Father !

Sinful though my heart may be :

Thou might’st leave me, but the rather

Let Thy mercy fall on me—–Even me !

 

3

Pass me not, O tender Saviour,

Let me love and cling to Thee :

I am longing for Thy favour ;

Whilst Thou’rt calling, oh, call

Me—–Even me !

 

4

Pass me not, O mighty Spirit !

Thou canst make the blind to see :

Witnesses of Jesus’ merit,

Speak the word of power to me—-Even me !

 

5

Love of God, so pure and changeless ;

Blood of Christ, so rich and free ;

Grace of God, so strong and boundless;

Magnify them all in me—–Even me!

 

6

Pass me not ; Thy lost one bringing,

Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee ;

While the streams of life are springing,

Blessing others, oh, bless me—-

Even me !

 

 

SS & S 486  Depth of mercy ! can there be

Mercy still reserved for me ?

Can my God His wrath forbear ?—-

Me, the chief of sinners, spare ?

 

2

I have long withstood His grace,

Long provoked Him to His face ;

Would not hearken to His calls,

Grieved Him by a thousand falls.

 

3

Whence to me this waste of love ?

Ask my Advocate above !

See the cause in Jesus’ face,

Now before the throne of grace.

 

4

There for me the Saviour stands,

Shows His wounds, and spreads His

God is love, I know, I feel ; [hands ;

Jesus weeps, and loves me still.

 

5

If I rightly read Thy heart,

If Thou all companion art,

Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow,

Pardon and accept me now !

 



SS & S 487  We are coming home to Jesus,

We have heard His welcome voice ;

We are trusting in His goodness.

In His mercy we rejoice.

 

We are coming . . home, we are coming . .

home,

We are coming from the darkness to the light ; . . .

We are coming . . home, we are coming . .

We are coming . . home to-night. [home,

 

2

We are coming home to Jesus,

For He died that we might live ;

He is willing to receive us,

He is waiting to forgive.

 

3

We are coming home to Jesus,

By the cross, our only way ;

There He finished our redemption,

And we can no more delay.

 

 

SS & S 488  Pass me not, O gentle Saviour,

Hear my humble cry ;

While on others Thou art calling,

Do not pass me by.

 

Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry

And while others Thou art calling, do

not pass me by !

 

2

Let me at a throne of mercy

Find a sweet relief;

Kneeling there in deep contrition,

Help my unbelief.

 

3

Trusting only in Thy merit,

Would I seek Thy face ;

Heal my wounded, broken spirit,

Save me by Thy grace.

 

4

Thou the spring of all my comfort,

More than life to me ;

Whom have I on earth beside Thee ?

Whom in heaven but Thee ?

 



SS & S 489  Weary of earth, and laden with my sin,

I look at heaven, and long to enter in;

But there no evil thing may find a home,

And yet I hear a voice that bids me. ” Come ! ”

 

2

So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand

In the pure glory of that holy land ?

Before the whiteness of that throne appear ?

Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near

 

3

The while I fain would tread the heavenly way.

Seems evil ever with me day by day;

Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall:

” Repent, confess, and thou art loosed from all.”

 

4

It is the voice of Jesus that I hear,

His are the hands outstretched to

draw me near,

And His the blood that can for all atone,

And set me faultless there before the Throne.

 

5

Yea, Thou wilt answer for me,

righteous Lord ;

Thine all the merits, mine the great reward ;

Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the

golden crown ;

Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down.

 

6

Naught can I bring Thee, Lord, for all I owe,

Yet let my full heart what it can bestow :

Myself my gift, let my devotion prove,

Forgiven greatly, how I greatly love.

 

 

SS & S 490  The gospel of Thy grace

My stubborn heart has won ;

For God so loved the world,

He gave His only Son,

That Whosoever will believe,

Shall everlasting life receive ! ”

 

2

The serpent ” lifted up ”

Could life and healing give,

So Jesus on the cross

Bids me to look and live ;

For ” Whosoever will believe,

Shall everlasting life receive ! ”

 

3

” The soul that sinneth dies : ”

My awful doom I heard ;

I was for ever lost,

But for Thy gracious word,

That ” Whosoever will believe,

Shall everlasting life receive ! ”

 

4

” Not to condemn the world ”

The ” Man of Sorrows ” came ;

But that the world might have

Salvation through His name ;

For ” Whosoever will believe,

Shall everlasting life receive ! ”

 

5

” Lord, help my unbelief ! ”

Give me the peace of faith,

To rest with childlike trust

On what Thy gospel saith,

That ” Whosoever will believe,

Shall everlasting life receive ! ”

 



SS & S 491  Heavenly Father, bless me now,

At the cross of Christ I bow ;

Take my guilt and grief away,

Hear and heal me now, I pray.

 

Bless me now ! bless me now !

Heavenly Father, bless me now !

 

2

Now, O Lord, this very hour,

Send Thy grace and show Thy power ;

While I rest upon Thy word,

Come and bless me now, O Lord !

 

3

Now, just now, for Jesus’ sake,

Lift the clouds, the fetters break ;

While I look, and as I cry,

Touch and cleanse me ere I die.

 

4

Never did I so adore

Jesus Christ, Thy Son, before ;

Now the time ! and this the place !

Gracious Father, show Thy grace.

 

 

SS & S 492  Jesus Christ is passing by,

Sinner, lift to Him thine eye ;

As the precious moments flee,

Cry, ” Be merciful to me ! ”

 

2

Jesus Christ is passing by,

Will He always be so nigh ?

Now is the accepted day,

Seek for healing while you may.

 

3

Lo ! He stands and calls to thee,

 

” What wilt thou then have of Me ? ”

Rise, and tell Him all thy need ;

Rise—-He calleth thee indeed.

 

4

” Lord, I would Thy mercy see ;

Lord, reveal Thy love to me ;

Let it penetrate my soul,

All my heart and life control.”

 

5

Oh, how sweet ! the touch of power

Comes, —-it is salvation’s hour;

Jesus gives from guilt release,

” Faith hath saved thee, go in peace ! ”

 



SS & S 493  Father, I stretch my hands to Thee ;

No other help I know :

If Thou withdraw Thyself from me,

Ah, whither shall I go ?

 

I do believe, I do believe

That Jesus died for me ;

And through His blood, His precious blood,

I shall from sin be free.

 

2

What did Thine only Son endure,

Before I drew my breath ;

What pain, what labour, to secure

My soul from endless death !

 

3

O Jesus, could I this believe,

I now should feel Thy power ;

And all my wants Thou wouldst

In this accepted hour. [relieve

 

4

Author of faith, to Thee I lift

My weary, longing eyes :

Oh, let me now receive that gift ;

My soul without it dies.

 

 

SS & S 494  O Jesus, Thou art standing

Outside the fast-closed door,

In lowly patience waiting

To pass the threshold o’er.

 

2

Oh, love that passeth knowledge,

So patiently to wait !

Oh, sin that hath no equal,

So fast to bar the gate.

 

3

O Jesus, Thou art pleading

In accents meek and low :

” I died for you, My children,

And will ye treat Me so ? ”

 

4

O Lord, with shame and sorrow

We open now the door:

Dear Saviour, enter, enter,

And leave us nevermore !

 



SS & S 495  O Jesus, Saviour, hear my call,

While at Thy feet I humbly fall :

To Thee, my Hope, my Life, my all,

O blessed Lord, I come !

 

I come—-and this my only plea.

That Thou didst give Thyself for me ;

And casting all my care on Thee,

O blessed Lord, I come.

 

2

I have no merit of my own,

Thou only canst for sin atone ;

And looking up to Thee alone,

O blessed Lord, I come !

 

3

Thy precious name salvation brings,

To Thee my weary spirit clings ;

And now, to rest beneath Thy wings,

O blessed Lord, I come !

 

4

Oh, take this wandering heart of mine,

And seal it, Lord, for ever Thine ;

That I may know Thy love Divine,

O blessed Lord, I come !

 



SS & S 496  Oh, what shall I do to be saved

From the sorrows that burden my soul ?

Like the waves in the storm

When the winds are at war,

Chilling floods of distress o’er me roll.

 

What shall I do ? what shall I do ?

Oh, what shall I do to be saved ?

 

2

Oh, what shall I do to be saved,

When the pleasures of youth are all

And the friends I have loved [fled :

From the earth are removed,

And I weep o’er the graves of the dead?

 

3

Oh, what shall I do to be saved,

When sickness my strength shall subdue ;

Or the world in a day,

Like a cloud, rolls away,

And eternity opens to mView ?

 

4

O Lord, look in mercy on me,

Come, come, and speak peace to my

Unto whom shall I flee, [soul !

Blessed Lord, but to Thee ?

Thou canst make my poor broken

heart whole !

That will I do ! that will I do !

To Jesus I’ll go and be saved I

 



SS & S 497  My Saviour, hear me,

Draw me close to Thee ;

Thou hast paid my ransom,

Thou hast died for me ;

Now by simple faith I claim

Pardon through Thy gracious name ;

Thou, my Ark of safety,

Let me fly to Thee.

 

2

O my Saviour, bless me,

Bless me while I pray ;

Grant Thy grace to help me,

Take my fear away ;

I believe Thy promise, Lord ;

I will trust Thy holy Word ;

Thou, my soul’s Redeemer,

Bless me while I pray.

 

3

O my Saviour, love me,

Make me all Thine own ;

Leave me not to wander

In this world alone :

Bless my way with light divine,

Let Thy glory round me shine ;

Thou, my Rock, my Refuge,

Make me all Thine own.

 

4

O my Saviour, guard me,

Keep me evermore !

Bless me, love me, guide me,

Till my work is o’er :

May I then, with glad surprise,

Chant Thy praise beyond the skies ;

There with Thee, my Saviour,

Dwell for evermore.

 

 

SS & S 498  Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night,

Jesus, I come ! Jesus, I come !

Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

Out of my sickness into Thy health,

Out of my want and into Thy wealth,

Out of my sin and into Thyself,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

 

2

Out of my shameful failure and loss,

Jesus I come ! Jesus, I come !

Into the glorious gain of Thy cross,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

Out of earth’s sorrows into Thy balm,

Out of life’s storm and into Thy calm,

Out of distress to jubilant psalm,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

 

3

Out of unrest and arrogant pride,

Jesus, I come ! Jesus, I come !

Into Thy blessed will to abide,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

Out of myself to dwell in Thy love,

Out of despair into raptures above,

Upward for aye on wings like a dove,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

 

4

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb,

Jesus, I come ! Jesus, I come !

Into the joy and light of Thy home,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

Out of the depths of ruin untold,

Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold,

Ever Thy glorious face to behold,

Jesus, I come to Thee !

 



 

SS & S 499  I was wandering, sad, and weary,

When the Saviour came unto me ;

For the paths of sin were dreary,

And the world had ceased to woo me :

And I thought I heard Him say,

As He came along His way :

 

” Wandering souls, O do come near Me ;

My sheep should never fear Me :

I am the Shepherd true, I am the Shepherd true ! ”

 

2

At first I would not hearken,

But put off till the morrow,

Till life began to darken,

And I grew sick with sorrow :

Then I thought I heard Him say,

As He came along His way :

 

3 At last I stopped to listen—-

His voice could ne’er deceive me—-

I saw His kind eye glisten,

So anxious to relieve me :

Then I knew I heard Him say,

As He came along His way :

 

4

I thought His love would weaken

As more and more He knew me,

But it burneth like a beacon, [me ;

And its light and heat go through

And I ever hear Him say,

As He goes along His way :

 

ALSO READ SACRED SONGS AND SOLOS HYMNS 401 – 450

 

SS & S 500  One is our Master, the blessed Redeemer,

Strong is the bond that unites us in Him ;

Oh may the love His own Spirit hath kindled

Burn with a light that will never grow dim.

 

Brethren in Jesus, let us be faithful,

Faithful to Him who is guiding our ways ;

True in allegiance and loving obedience,

Till in His glory hosannas we raise.

 

2

One is our Master; with gladness we’ll serve Him,

“Doing the will” of the Lord ” from the heart,”

Knowing His strength is made perfect

in weakness—-

All that is needful His grace will impart.

 

3

One is our Master, the highest and noblest,

Yet in His tenderness always ” the same ” ;

Be it our honour to follow His banner,

Blessing for ever be unto His name.

 

4

One is our Master; and happy those servants,

Watching and ready when’er He may come ;

Changed in His image, from ” glory to glory,”

Joyful reward in His kingdom and home.

 

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 451 – 500

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