Hymn of the Week

Week 26 “Joyful, Joyful”
Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, Opening to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; Drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness, Fill us with the light of day!

All Thy works with joy surround Thee, Earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
Stars and angels sing around Thee, Center of unbroken praise.
Field and forest, vale and mountain, Flowery meadow, flashing sea,
Chanting bird and flowing fountain Call us to rejoice in Thee.

Thou art giving and forgiving, Ever blessing, ever blest,
Well-spring of the joy of living, Ocean-depth of happy rest!
Thou our Father, Christ our Brother- All who live in love are Thine
Teach us how to love each other, Lift us to the joy divine.

Mortals join the mighty chorus Which the morning stars began;
Father love is reigning o’re us, Brother love binds man to man.
Ever singing, march we onward, Victors in the midst of strife;
Joyful music leads us sunward In the triumph son of life.

by VanDyke/Beethoven

Week 25 “The God of Abraham Praise”
The God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthroned above;
Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love.
Jehovah, great I AM, By earth and heaven confessed;
I bow and bless the sacred name, Forever blest.

The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joys at His right hand.
I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power;
And Him my only portion make, My shield and tower.

He by Himself hath sworn, I on His oath depend,
I shall, on eagles wings upborne, To heaven ascend;
I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore,
And sing the wonders of His grace Forever more.

The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high;
“Hail, Father, Son and Holy Ghost!” They ever cry.
Hail, Abraham’s God and mine! I join the heavenly lays;
All might and majesty are Thine, And endless praise.

by Olivers/Lyon

Week 24 “God Will Take Care of You”
Be not dismayed what e’er betide, God will take care of you;
Beneath His wings of love abide, God will take care of you.

God will take care of you, through every day, o’er all the way;
He will take care of you, God will take care of you.

Thro days of toil when heart doth fail, God will take care of you;
When dangers fierce your path assail, God will take care of you.

All you may need He will provide, God will take care of you;
Nothing you ask will be denied, God will take care of you.

No matter what may be the test, God will take care of you;
Lean, weary one upon His breast, God will take care of you.

Week 23 “Sunshine in My Soul”
There is sunshine in my soul today, more glorious and bright
Than glows in any earthly sky, for Jesus is my light.

O there’s sunshine, blessed sunshine,
When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face,
There is sunshine in my soul.

There is music in my soul today, a carol to my King,
And Jesus, listening can hear the songs I cannot sing.

There is springtime in my soul today,
for when the Lord is near
The dove of peace sings in my heart,
the flowers of grace appear.

There is gladness in my soul today,
and hope and praise and love,
For blessings which He gives me now,
for joys laid up above.

by Hewitt/Sweney

Week 22 “God Be With You”
God be with you till we meet again;
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
‘Neath His wings protecting hide you,

Daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
When life’s perils thick confound you,
Put His arms unfailing round you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
Keep love’s banner floating o’er you,
Smite death’s threatening wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again.

by Rankin/Tomer

Week 21 “Lilies of the Field”
Behold the lilies of the field,
That bloom around the Master’s feet;
Their drooping leaves new fragrance yield,
By Hermon’s dew and grateful heat.

Behold the sparrows as they fly;
They come at His command and call;
They seem but specks upon the sky;
And yet He notes them when they fall.

Our very hairs he counts with care;
He knows our daily hopes and fears;
When griefs assail and tempests scare,
He notes the mourner’s secret tears.

Oh, look upon the Lord so near!
Repose beneath the sheltered Rock;
The cross He lightens by His cheer,
The wind He tempers to His flock.

by J.D. Brunk

Week 20 “Children of the Heavenly Father”
Children of the heavenly Father
safely in His bosom gather;
Nestling bird nor star in heaven
such a refuge e’er was given.

God His own doth tend and nourish;
In His holy courts they flourish
From all evil things He spares them;
In His mighty arms He bears them.

Neither life nor death shall ever
from the Lord His children sever;
Unto them His grace He showeth,
and their sorrows all He knoweth.

Though He giveth or He taketh,
God His children ne’er forsaketh;
His the loving purpose solely
to preserve them pure and holy.

by Carolina Sandell Berg

Week 19 “This is My Father’s World”
This is my Father’s world, And to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas-
His hand the wonders wrought

This is my Father’s world, The birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father’s world, O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world: Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns: let earth be glad!

by Babcock/Sheppard
Week 18 “Nearer, My God, to Thee”
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
Even though it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer, my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down,
Darkness be over me, My rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I’d be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

There let the way appear steps unto heaven;
All that Thou sendest me in mercy given;
Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I’ll raise;
So by my woes to be nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

Or if on joyful wing, cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

by Adams/Mason

Week 17 “Come Holy Spirit, Come Heavenly Dove”
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Savior’s love,
And that shall kindle ours.

by Watts/Dykes

Week 16 “Praise”
When the sun and moon and twinkling stars
With grateful shining tell
Of God who hung them in the sky, creation’s hymn to swell
Shall I, with living mind and heart,
In God’s own likeness made, Forget to bring my thankful song,
And leave His love unpaid?

When birds pour forth their happy praise
As through the air they fly,
And blossoms lift their dewy cups to greet the gracious sky:
When nature’s voices everywhere up to their Maker come,
Shall I, with greater gifts than all,
before His throne be dumb?

O God, whose grandeur fills the worlds,
My little worship take;
My foolish thoughts oft stray from Thee,
my deepest soul awake
Utter thine anthems day and night to Him, our King adored;
Rival the angels in their strain,
In chanting “Praise the Lord!”

by Mrs. Adaline H. Beery

Week 15 “I Am His and He Is Mine”
Loved with everlasting love, Led by grace that love to know;
Gracious Spirit from above, Thou hast taught me it is so!
O, this full and perfect peace! O, this transport all divine!
In a love which cannot cease, I am His, and He is mine.

Heaven above is softer blue, Earth around is sweeter green!
Something lives in every hue Christless eyes have never seen:
Birds with gladder songs o’erflow, Flowers with deeper beauties shine,
Since I know, as now I know, I am His, and He is mine.

by Robinson/Mountain

Week 14“Jesus I Come”
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 sickness into Thy health,
Out of my want and into Thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee.

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 storms and into Thy calm,
Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee.

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.

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.
by Sleeper/Stebbins

Week 13 “His Eye is on The Sparrow”
Why do I feel discouraged? why do the shadows come?
Why does my heart feel lonely and long for heaven and home?
When Jesus is my portion; A constant friend is He:
For His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me.

I sing because I’m happy and I sing because I’m free;
For His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubt and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me.

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me.
by Civilla D. Martin

Week 12 “Praise to the Lord, the Almighty”
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, Now to His temple draw near;
Join me in glad adoration!

Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth!
Hast thou not seen How thy desires e’re have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?

Praise to the LOrd, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.
Ponder anew What the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.

Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him!
Let the Amen Sound from His people again:
Gladly for aye we adore Him.
by Neander/Winkworth

Week 11 “On the Wings of a Dove”
On the wings of a snow-white dove, He sends His pure sweet love;
A sign from above, on the wings of a dove.

When troubles surround us, when evils come,
The body grows weak, the spirit grows numb;
When these things beset us, He doesn’t forget us;
He sends down His love on the wings of a dove.

When Noah had drifted on the flood many days,
He searched for land in various ways;
Troubles, he had some, but wasn’t forgotten;
He sent him His love on the wings of a dove.
by Ferlin Husky

Week 10 “Jesus, Lover of My Soul”
Jesus, Lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last!

Other refuge have I none; hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed, all my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head with the shadow of Thy wing.

Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick and lead the blind
Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity.
by Wesley/Parry

Week 9: “How Great Thou Art”
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art;
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees,
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.

And when I think that God, His son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art.
by Boberg/Hine

Week 8: “Under His Wings”
Under His wings I am safely abiding;
Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him- I know He will keep me;
He has redeemed me and I am His child.

Under His wings, under His wings, who from His love can sever?
Under His wings, my soul shall abide, Safely abide forever.

Under His wings, what a refuge in sorrow!
How the heart yearningly turns to His rest!
Often when earth has no balm for my healing,
There I find comfort and there I am blest.

Under His wings, O what precious enjoyment!
There will I hide till life’s trials are o’er;
Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me;
Resting in Jesus I’m safe evermore.
by Cushing/Sankey

Week 7: “All Things Bright”
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful; The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings.

The purple headed mountain, The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning That brightens up the sky.

The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden: He made them, every one.

He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.
by Cecil F. Alexander

Week 6: “Eternal Father, Strong to Save”
Eternal Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bids the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep:
O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.

O Christ, the Lord of hill and plain
Over which our traffic runs a-main
By mountain pass or valley low:
Wherever, Lord, our brethren go,
Protect them by Thy guarding hand
From every peril on the land.

O Spirit, whom the Father sent
To spread abroad the firmament;
O Wind of heaven, by Thy might
Save all who dare the eagle’s flight,
And keep them by Thy watchful care
From every peril in the air.

O Trinity of love and power,
Our brethren shield in danger’s hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them where-so-e’er they go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad praise from air and land and sea.
by Whiting/Spencer/Dykes

Week 5: “In the Garden”
I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses;
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
The Son of God discloses.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own,
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
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.

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.
by C. Austin Miles

Week 4: “Flee as a Bird”
Flee as a bird to your mountain
Thou who art weary of sin
Go to the clear, flowing fountain
Where you may wash and be clean
Fly, for the avenger is near thee
Call, and the Savior will hear thee
He on His bosom will bear thee
Thou who art weary of sin
O thou who art weary of sin

He is the bountiful Giver
Now unto Him draw near
Peace then shall flow like a river
Thou shalt be saved from they fear
Haste, then, the hours are flying
Spend not the moments in sighing
Cease from your sorrow and crying
The Savior will wipe every tear
The Savior will wipe every tear

Come, then, to Jesus thy Savior
He will redeem thee from sin
Blest with a sense of His favor
Make thee all-glorious within
Call for the Savior is near thee
Waiting in mercy to hear thee
He by His presence will cheer thee
O thou who art weary of sin
O thou who art weary of sin
by Mrs. M.S.B. Dana

Week 3: “I Know Who Holds Tomorrow”
I don’t know about tomorrow, I just live from day to day.
I don’t borrow from its sunshine, for its skies may turn to gray.
I don’t worry o’er the future, for I know what Jesus said,
And today I’ll walk beside Him, for He knows what is ahead.

Many things about tomorrow, I don’t seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow, and I know who holds my hand.

I don’t know about tomorrow, It may bring me poverty;
But the one who feeds the sparrow, is the one who stands by me.
And the path that be my portion, may be through the flame or flood
But His presence goes before me, and I’m covered with His blood.
by Ira Stanphill

Week 2: “Sweet Hour of Prayer”
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known;
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempters snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
Thy wings shall my petition bear,
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless;
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home, take my flight:
This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout, while passing through the air,
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!
by Walford/Bradbury

Week 1: “God Sees the Little Sparrow”
God sees the little sparrow fall, it meets His tender view;
If God so loves the little birds, I know He loves me, too.

He loves me, too! He loves me, too! I know He loves me, too;
Because He loves the little things, I know He loves me, too.

He paints the lily of the field, perfumes each lily bell;
If He so loves the little flowers, I know He loves me well.

God made the little birds and flowers,
and all things large and small;
He’ll not forget His little ones, I know He loves them all.
by Maria Straub

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  2. We’re studying one new song a week, too, starting this school year. This is a lovely collection of hymns. Week 3 is familiar but the others are new to me. This is a good list for a resource. Thank you for putting it together and sharing it.

    • So glad you’re enjoying the hymns. A couple of those were unfamiliar to me as well but that’s the fun of choosing hymns with a theme. It forces me to learn some new material! Otherwise I think we would just be singing my old favorites everyday. You can view that list by visiting the Hooray for Hymns page on our old site. You’re welcome to add your own to it.

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