COME, HOLY SPIRIT, COME (Beddome) *Hymn*

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COME, HOLY SPIRIT, COME (Beddome)

Come, Holy Spirit, come,
With energy divine,
And on this poor, benighted soul
With beams of mercy shine.
O melt this frozen heart;
This stubborn will subdue;
Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew!
The profit will be mine,
But Thine shall be the praise;
And unto Thee will I devote
The remnant of my days.

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James Montgomery's (mini) Story and the writing of this beautiful hymn!

 "Born in Scotland, parents left him in school while they set off as missionaries to the West Indies never to be heard from again. The lad ran away form school, and as a teenager he worked in a bakery for eighteen months from January 1788 - June 19, 1789. 

He did little work, preferring to spend his time writing poetry - including this great hymn, which was based on Psalm 113. Later he wandered into London and tried to sell his poems. Montgomery ended up as a journalist who was  occasionally imprisoned because of his outspoken views. In the end he became a zealous believer, a great advocate for Christian missions and as he author of four hundred hymns, including Christmas carol "Angels from the Realms of Glory." 

-Near To the Heart of God Meditations

 

"Servants Of God, His Praise Proclaim"

Servants of God, in joyful lays,

Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise;

His glorious Name let all adore,

From age to age, forevermore.

Blest be that Name, supremely blest,

From the sun's rising to its rest;

Above the heav'ns His pow'r is known,

Through all the earth His goodness shown.

Who is like God? so great, so high,

He bows Himself to view the sky;

And yet, with condescending grace,

Looks down upon the human race.

He hears the uncomplaining moan

Of those who sit and weep alone;

He lifts the mourner from the dust;

In Him the poor may safely trust.

O then, aloud, in joyful lays,

Sing to the Lord Jehovah's praise;

His saving Name let all adore,

From age to age, forevermore.

At the Cross - Hymn

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~ Isaac Watts, 1674-1748

~ Chorus by Ralph E. Hudson, 1843-1901


Main subject: Salvation

Scripture: 1 Timothy 2:5-6

~*~At the Cross~*~

This video only uses 3 stanzas:

Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

• Refrain:
  At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
  And the burden of my heart rolled away,
  It was there by faith I received my sight,
  And now I am happy all the day!

Was it for crimes that I had done

He groaned upon the tree?

Amazing pity! grace unknown!

And love beyond degree!

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
’Tis all that I can do.

Here is the whole Hymn:

Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

• Refrain:
  At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
  And the burden of my heart rolled away,
  It was there by faith I received my sight,
  And now I am happy all the day!

Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine—
And bathed in its own blood—
While the firm mark of wrath divine,
His soul in anguish stood.

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree! 


Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker died,
For man the creature’s sin.

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
’Tis all that I can do.