Lyrics

Jan. 28, 2021


Soon this life will all be over
And our pilgrimage will end,
Soon we’ll take our heav’nly journey,
Be at home again with friends;
Heaven’s gates are standing open,
Waiting for our entrance there,
Some sweet day we’re going over,
All the beauties there to share.

Refrain:
Just a little while to stay here,
Just a little while to wait;
Just a little while to labor
In the path that’s always straight;
Just a little more of troubles
In this low and sinful state,
Then we’ll enter heaven’s portals,
Sweeping thro’ the pearly gates.

2 Soon we’ll see the light of morning,
Then the new day will begin,
Soon we’ll hear the Father calling,
“Come, my children enter in;”
Then we’ll hear a choir of angels,
Singing out the vict’ry song,
All our troubles will be ended
And we’ll live with heaven’s throng. [Refrain]

3 Soon we’ll meet again our loved ones
And we’ll take them by the hand,
Soon we’ll press them to our bosom
Over in the promised land;
Then we’ll be at home forever,
Thro’out all eternity,
What a blessed, blessed morning
That eternal morn will be! [Refrain]

EM Barnet
Dec. 2, 2020

When the storms of life are raging,
Stand by me,
When the storms of life are raging,
Stand by me,
When the world is tossing me
Like a ship upon the sea;
Thou who rulest wind and water,
Stand by me.

2 In the midst of tribulations,
Stand by me,
In the midst of tribulations,
Stand by me,
When the hosts of hell assail,
And my strength begins to fail,
Thou who never lost a battle,
Stand by me.

3 In the midst of faults and failures, 
Stand by me,
In the midst of faults and failures, 
Stand by me,
When I do the best I can,
And my friends misunderstand,
Thou who knowest all about me,
Stand by me.

4 In the midst of persecution,
Stand by me,
In the midst of persecution,
Stand by me,
When my foes in war array 
Undertake to stop my way,
Thou who saved Paul and Silas,
Stand by me.

5 When I’m growing old and feeble,
Stand by me,
When I’m growing old and feeble,
Stand by me, 
When my life becomes a burden,
And I’m nearing chilly Jordan,
O thou "Lily of the Valley," 
Stand by me.

Charles Albert Tindley
Oct. 3, 2020

Though the angry surges roll
On my tempest-driven soul,
I am peaceful, for I know,
Wildly though the winds may blow,
I’ve an anchor safe and sure,
That can evermore endure.Refrain:
And it holds, my anchor holds:
Blow your wildest, then, O gale,
On my bark so small and frail;
By His grace I shall not fail,
For my anchor holds, my anchor holds.Mighty tides about me sweep,
Perils lurk within the deep,
Angry clouds o’ershade the sky,
And the tempest rises high;
Still I stand the tempest’s shock,
For my anchor grips the rock.I can feel the anchor fast
As I meet each sudden blast,
And the cable, though unseen,
Bears the heavy strain between;
Through the storm I safely ride,
Till the turning of the tide.Troubles almost ’whelm the soul;
Griefs like billows o’er me roll;
Tempters seek to lure astray;
Storms obscure the light of day:
But in Christ I can be bold,
I’ve an anchor that shall hold.

William C Martin 1902
Sep. 26, 2020

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said—
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled?“Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed,
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My gracious, omnipotent hand.“When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
For I will be with thee thy trouble to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.“When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not harm thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.“The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose,
I will not, I will not, desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.”

Anonymous 1787
Sep. 17, 2020

Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of Heav’n to earth come down;
Fix in us thy humble dwelling;
All thy faithful mercies crown!
Jesus, Thou art all compassion,
Pure unbounded love Thou art;
Visit us with Thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit
Into every troubled breast!
Let us all in Thee inherit;
Let us find that second rest.
Take away our bent to sinning;
Alpha and Omega be;
End of faith, as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.Come, Almighty to deliver,
Let us all Thy life receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Nevermore Thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing,
Serve Thee as Thy hosts above,
Pray and praise Thee without ceasing,
Glory in Thy perfect love.Finish, then, Thy new creation;
Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see Thy great salvation
Perfectly restored in Thee;
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in Heav’n we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

Charles Wesley 1747