Guitar Hymns CD
Companion Book
Compiled from public domain sources
For the Guitar Hymns CD
David L. Jenson
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A Wonderful
Savior
A Wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,
A Wonderful Savior to me;
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
Where rivers of pleasure I see.
A Wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord -
He taketh my burden away;
He holdeth me up and I shall not be moved,
He giveth me strength as my day.
When clothed in His brightness transported I rise
To meet Him in clouds of the sky,
His perfect salvation, His wonderful love,
IÕll shout with the millions on high.
Chorus;
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock
That shadows a dry thirsty land;
He hideth my life in the depths of his love,
And covers me there with His hand,
And covers me there with His hand.
Amazing
Grace
Amazing
grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a
wretch like me!
I once was
lost, but now am found -
Was blind,
but now I see.
ŌTwas grace
that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my
fears relieved;
How precious
did that grace appear
The hour I
first believed.
Through many
dangers toils and snares,
I have
already come;
ŌTis grace
has brought me safe thus far,
And grace
will lead me home.
When weÕve
been there ten thousand years,
Bright
shining as the sun,
WeÕve no less
days to sing GodÕs praise
Than when we
first begun.
The Old
Rugged Cross
On a hill far
away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of
suffering and shame;
And I love
that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world
of lost sinners was slain.
Oh, that old
rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a
wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear
Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to
dark Calvary.
To the old
rugged cross I will ever be true,
Its shame an
reproach gladly bear;
Then HeÕll
call me someday to my home far away,
Where His
glory forever IÕll share.
Chorus;
So IÕll
cherish the old rugged cross,
ŌTill my
trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling
to the old rugged cross,
And exchange
it someday for a crown.
Near to
the Heart of God
There is place
of quiet rest,
Near to the
heart of God,
A place where
sin cannot molest,
Near to the
heart of God.
There is a
place of comfort sweet,
Near to the
heart of God,
A place where
we our Savior meet,
Near to the
heart of God.
There is a
place of full release,
Near to the
heart of God,
A place where
all is joy and peace,
Near to the
heart of God.
Chorus;
O Jesus blest
Redeemer,
Sent from the
heart of God,
Hold us who
wait before thee
Near to the
heart of God.
Wonderful
Peace
Far Away in
the depths of my spirit tonight
Rolls a
melody sweeter than psalm;
In
celestial-like strains it unceasingly falls
OÕre my soul
like an infinite calm.
What a
treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
Buried deep
in the heart of my soul;
So secure
that no power can mine it away,
While the
years of eternity roll.
Ah, soul are
you here without comfort or rest,
Marching down
the rough pathway of time?
Make Jesus
your friend ere the shadows grow dark;
Oh accept
this sweet peace so sublime.
Chorus;
Peace! Peace!
wonderful peace,
Coming down
from the Father above;
Sweep over my
spirit forever I pray,
In fathomless
billows of love.
I Love to
Tell the Story
I love to
tell the story Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and
His glory, Of Jesus and His love.
I love to
tell the story, Because I know Ōtis true;
It satisfies
my longings As nothing else can do.
I love to
tell the story, More wonderful it seems
Than all the
golden fancies Of all our golden dreams.
I love to
tell the story, It did so much for me;
And that is
just the reason I tell it now to thee.
I love to
tell the story, For those who know it best
Seem
hungering and thirsting To hear it like the rest.
And when in
scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,
ŌTwill be the
old, old story That I have loved so long.
Chorus;
I love to
tell the story, Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the
old, old story Of Jesus and His love.
Softly and
Tenderly
Softly and
tenderly Jesus is calling,
Calling for
you and for me;
See on the
portals HeÕs waiting and watching,
Watching for
you and for me.
Why should we
tarry when Jesus is pleading,
Pleading for
you and for me?
Why should we
linger and heed not His mercies,
Mercies for
you and for me?
O for the
wonder love He has promised,
Promised for
you and for me;
Tho we have
sinned He has mercy and pardon,
Pardon for
you and for me.
Chorus;
Come home,
come home,
Ye who are
weary come home;
Earnestly,
tenderly, Jesus is calling -
Calling, ŅO
sinner, come home!Ó
Poor
WayfarinÕ Stranger
I am a poor
WayfarinÕ stranger,
While
travelinÕ through this world of woe.
ThereÕs no
sickness, toil, or danger;
In that
bright world to which I go.
IÕm goinÕ there to see my father,
IÕm goinÕ there no more to roam;
IÕm just a goinÕ over Jordan,
IÕm just a goinÕ over home.
No dark
clouds will hang around me,
Though the
way is rough and steep;
Greener
fields lie just before me,
Where GodÕs
redeemed their vigils keep.
IÕm goinÕ there to see my mother,
She said sheÕll meet me when I come;
IÕm only goinÕ over Jordan,
IÕm only goinÕ over home.
Just a
Closer Walk
Just a closer
walk with thee,
Grant it
Jesus is my plea;
Daily walking
close to thee
Let it be,
Dear Lord, Let it be.
I am weak but
thou art strong,
Jesus keep me
from all wrong;
Ill be
satisfied as long -
As I walk,
dear Lord, close to thee.
ŌLand that
is Fairer than Day
ThereÕs a
land that is fairer than day,
And by faith
we can see it a-far;
For the
Father waits over the way,
To prepare us
a dwelling place there.
We shall sing
on that beautiful shore
The melodious
songs of the blest,
And our
spirits shall sorrow no more,
Not a sigh
for the blessing of rest.
To our
bountiful Father above,
We will offer
our tribute of praise,
For the
glorious gift of His love,
And the
blessings that hallow our days.
Chorus;
In the sweet
... by and by,
We shall meet
on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet
... by and by,
We shall meet
on that beautiful shore.
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 FatherÕs throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief
My soul has often found relief,
And oftÕ escaped the tempterÕs 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,
IÕll 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 PisgahÕs lofty height
I view my home and take my flight.
This robe of flesh IÕll drop and rise
To seize the everlasting prize,
And shout, while passing through the air,
ŅFarewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!Ó
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.
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.
IÕd stay in
the garden with Him
Though the
night around me be falling,
But He bids
me go; through His voice of woe,
His voice to
me is calling.
Chorus;
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.
What a Friend ...
What a Friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often for-fet, O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer.
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a Friend so faithful
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior still our refuge -
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In His arms HeÕll take and shield thee,
Though wilt find a solace there.
Near the
Cross
Jesus keep me
near the cross, There a flowing fountain
Free to all a
healing stream, Flows from CalvaryÕs Mountain.
Near the
cross, a trembling soul, Love and mercy found me;
There the
Bright and Morning Star Sheds its beams around me.
Near the
cross O Lamb of God, Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk
from day to day, With its shadows oÕre me.
Near the
cross IÕll watch and wait, Hoping, trusting ever,
ŌTill I reach
the golden strand, Just beyond the river.
Chorus;
In the cross,
In the cross,
Be my glory
ever;
ŌTill my
raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond
the river.
When Peace
Like a River
When peace
like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows
like sea billows roll,
Whatever my
lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
ŅIt is well,
it is well with my soul.Ó
Though Satan
should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this
blest assurance control,
That Christ
hath regarded my helpless estate,
And has shed
His own blood for my soul.
And, Lord,
haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be
rolled back as a scroll,
The trump
shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so it is
well with my soul.
Chorus;
It is well
.............. with my soul;
It is well,
it is well with my soul!
