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And Can It Be lyrics:
And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Savior's blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain? For me, who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
'Tis mystery all: th'Immortal dies: Who can explore His strange design? In vain the firstborn seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine. 'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore, Let angel minds inquire no more.
He left His Father's throne above So free, so infinite His grace? Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam's helpless race: 'Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me!
Long my imprisoned spirit lay, Fast bound in sin and nature's night; Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray? I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
Still the small inward voice I hear, That whispers all my sins forgiv'n; Still the atoning blood is near, That quenched the wrath of hostile Heav'n. I feel the life His wounds impart; I feel the Savior in my heart.
No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him, is mine; Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach th'eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
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For the Beauty of the Earth lyrics:
For the beauty of the earth For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies. Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the beauty of each hour, Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flow'r, Sun and moon, and stars of light. Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart and mind's delight, For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight. Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild. Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise.
For Thy Church, that evermore Lifteth holy hands above, Off'ring up on every shore Her pure sacrifice of love. Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the martyrs' crown of light, For Thy prophets' eagle eye, For Thy bold confessors' might, For the lips of infancy.
For Thy virgins' robes of snow, For Thy maiden mother mild, For Thyself, with hearts aglow, Jesu, Victim undefiled.
For each perfect gift of Thine, To our race so freely given, Graces human and divine, Flowers of earth and buds of Heaven.
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Now thank we all our God lyrics:
Now thank we all our God, with heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things has done, in Whom this world rejoices; Who from our mothers' arms has blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, and still is ours today.
O may this bounteous God through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts and blessed peace to cheer us; And keep us in His grace, and guide us when perplexed; And free us from all ills, in this world and the next!
All praise and thanks to God the Father now be given; The Son and Him Who reigns with Them in highest Heaven; The one eternal God, Whom earth and Heav'n adore; For thus it was, is now, and shall be evermore.
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O Day of Rest and Gladness lyrics:
O day of rest and gladness, o day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, most beautiful, most bright: On thee, the high and lowly, through ages joined in tune, Sing holy, holy, holy, to the great God Triune.
On thee, at the creation, the light first had its birth; On thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee, our Lord, victorious, the Spirit sent from heaven, And thus on thee, most glorious, a triple light was given.
Thou art a port, protected from storms that round us rise; A garden, intersected with streams of paradise; Thou art a cooling fountain in life's dry, dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, we view our promised land.
Thou art a holy ladder, where angels go and come; Each Sunday finds us gladder, nearer to heaven, our home; A day of sweet refection, thou art a day of love, A day of resurrection from earth to things above.
Today on weary nations the heavenly manna falls; To holy convocations the silver trumpet calls, Where Gospel light is glowing with pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing, with soul refreshing streams.
New graces ever gaining from this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining to spirits of the blessed. To Holy Ghost be praises, to Father, and to Son; The church her voice upraises to Thee, blessed Three in One.
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O Lord of Heaven and Earth and Sea lyrics:
O Lord of Heav'n and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all?
The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flow'rs and fruits, Thy love declare; Where harvests ripen, Thou art there, Who givest all.
For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Who givest all.
Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav'st Him for a world undone, And freely, with that blessèd One, Thou givest all.
Thou giv'st the Spirit's blessèd dow'r, Spirit of life and love and pow'r, And dost His sev'nfold graces show'r Upon us all.
For souls redeemed, for sins forgiv'n, For means of grace and hopes of Heav'n, Father, all praise to Thee be giv'n, Who givest all.
We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have as treasure without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all.
To Thee, from Whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give: O may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all.
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Beautiful traditional hymns played in a classic piano setting.
released November 13, 2015
