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In The Garden

G
I come to the garden alone
          C                   G
While the dew is still on the roses
          D                  G     Em
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
    A              D
The Son of God discloses.

(Refrain)
       G                     D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
       C                 G
And He tells me I am His own;
               D           C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G              D    G
None other has ever known.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.

Refrain

I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.

Refrain
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Jesus Calls Us

G     D                 G      
Jesus calls us o'er the tumult
       C                     G    
Of our life's wild, restless sea;
       A                   G         
Day by day his sweet voice soundeth,
        C                  G           
Saying, "Christian, follow me!"

As of old Saint Andrew heard it
By the Galilean lake,
Turned from home and toil and kindred,
Leaving all for Jesus’ sake.

Jesus calls us from the worship
Of the vain world’s golden store,
From each idol that would keep us,
Saying, “Christian, love Me more!”

In our joys and in our sorrows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,
“Christian, love Me more than these!”

Jesus calls us! By Thy mercies,
Savior may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thine obedience,
Serve and love Thee best of all.

Blessed Assurance

A         D        G        D 
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
D         A            E       A 
Oh what a foretaste of glory divine!
A         D        G           D 
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
D           G       A             D 
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

A          D      G          D      
This is my story, this is my song, 
G           D        E           A
praising my Saviour, all the day long;
A          D      G          D                  
This is my story, this is my song, 
D           G        A           D
praising my Saviour, all the day long.

Visions of rapture now burst on my sight.
Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Angels descending, bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Saviour am happy and blest;
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

New Hymns

I’m after some ideas for new hymns to add to this website. Please leave your suggestions in the comments on this post.

cheers,

Craig

Verse 1
  D           G           A          D
Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father,
 G            D        E            A
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
 A             D           D            Em 
Thou changest not, Thy compassions they fail not
G            D         A       A   D
As Thou has been Thou forever wilt be.

Chorus
 A            D
Great is Thy faithfulness!
 B            Em
Great is Thy faithfulness!
 A          D             E       A
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
A           D          D           Em
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
G             D            A     A   D
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me.

Verse 2
Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Verse 3
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
Thy own dear presence to cheer and to guide. 
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside.

Jerusalem

D                     G       D 
And did those feet in ancient time 
G         D         Em        G 
walk upon England's mountains green? 
    D            A       D 
And was the Holy Lamb of God 
   A         D            E    A 
on England's pleasant pastures seen? 

    A       Em     Am   Em 
And did the countenance divine 
               G     C       G 
shine forth upon our clouded hills? 
        Em             A  D 
And was Jerusalem builded here 
      G     D    G       D 
among these dark satanic mills 

Bring me my bow of burning gold! 
Bring me my arrows of de-sire! 
Bring me my spear! O Clouds unfold! 
Bring me my chariot of fire! 

I will not cease from mental fight, 
nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, 
'til we have built Jerusalem 
in England's green and pleasant land!
    G
Mine eyes have seen the glory,

Of the coming of the Lord;
        C
He is trampling out the vintage
            G                  D
Where the grapes of wrath are stored;
          G
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
        B              Em
Of His terrible swift sword;
     Am       D       G
His truth is marching on.

chorus:
      G
     Glory, glory, hallelujah!
      C                  G
     Glory, glory, hallelujah!
      G                  Em
     Glory, glory, hallelujah!
          Am       D       G
     His truth is marching on.

I have seen him the watchfires
Of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded him an altar
In the evening dews and damps.
I can read his righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
(chorus)

I have read a fiery gospel
Writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my contemners
So with you my grace shall deal."
Let the hero born of woman
Crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on.
(chorus)

He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never call retreat;
He is shifting out the hearts of men
Before his judgement seat.
O be swift my soul to answer him,
Be jubilant my feet;
Our God is marching on.
(chorus)

In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom
That transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy,
Let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
(chorus)
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