Songs

Song title Year Composed Author Alias (if any) Composer Songbook Songbook page Time sig. Music key Stanzas Times Published Source URL Lyrics Editor Notes
The Balmy Shower 1867 Fanny J. Crosby William B. Bradbury Temperance Chimes 30 6/8 G 3 2 https://hymnary.org/text/tis_the_balmy_shower_descending 1 'Tis the balmy shower descending In the valley on the plain, makes the air so cool around us, Cheers the drooping flowers again. Chorus: Then joyful together we'll sing, As gay as the bird on its wing; Cold water for me, our motto shall be, And loudly our chorus shall ring. 2 We are like the leaves unfolding, Spangled o'er with morning dew; Water from the crystal fountain, Makes us glad and merry too. 3 Give us water, sparkling water, From the brooklet pure and free; Grateful to our God who gave it, Let our hearts forever be. Published in parallel with Josephine Pollard words, probably intended for the same melody.
The Beautiful Way 1869 Fanny J. Crosby Chester G. Allen Bright jewels for the Sunday school 148 3/8 Ab 4 4 https://hymnary.org/text/beautiful_way_hallowed_and_blest 1 Beautiful way, hallowed and blest, Leading us home to a mansion of rest; Wisdom declares, happy are they, Walking with God in the beautiful way. 2 Softly a voice murmurs within, Turn from the world and the pleasures of sin; Come and rejoice; why will ye stay? Walk in the shining, the beautiful way. 3 Beautiful way, peaceful and bright, Gently from Eden reflecting the light; Cheerful the beam, tranquil the ray, Guiding the soul in the beautiful way. 4 Beautiful way, gladly we sing, Praise the thanksgiving to Jesus we bring; Still may His love teach us to pray, Help us to walk in the beautiful way.
The Blessed Rock 1901 Fanny J. Crosby Grace J. FRANCES Hubert P. Main Gems of Song for the Sunday School 75 9/8 Ab 4 12 https://hymnary.org/text/mid_the_wild_and_fearful_blast 1. ’Mid the wild and fearful blast, I have reached the Rock at last; Helpless, weak and sore dismayed, To the cross I’ll cling for aid. Refrain Blessèd Rock, whose love divine, Fills with joy this heart of mine; Cross of Him who died for me, Evermore I’ll cling to Thee. 2. Wrecked by sin, by tempest tossed, Compass, chart and anchor lost; He whose power alone can save, Lulls the wind and stills the wave. [Refrain] 3. Rock, that hides my trembling soul From the storms that darkly roll; While beneath the surges dash, Thunders roar, and lightnings flash. [Refrain] 4. When beyond the vale of night I shall soar to realms of light; When mine eyes behold the King, Heart and soul and tongue shall sing. [Refrain]
The Brightest Day of All 1869 Fanny J. Crosby W.F. Sherwin Bright jewels for the Sunday school 147 2/4 A 3 1 https://hymnary.org/text/how_sweet_the_sabbath_morning 1 How sweet the Sabbath morning Is breaking from above; It fills the soul with gladness, And tells of peace and love; Its beams so pure and holy, In quiet beauty fall; It smiles for Him who made it The brightest day of all. 2 Another week is ended, And still we live to share A Father's kind protection, A Saviour's gentle care; A week of countless blessing, Our grateful hearts recall; But God has made the Sabbath The brightest day of all. 3 Oh, let us then adore Him Whose mercy crowns our days; The source of all our comfort, He claims our highest praise; The God who feeds the raven, And marks the sparrow's fall, For us has made the Sabbath The brightest day of all.
The Fount of Mercy 1881 Fanny J. Crosby Lizzie EDWARDS John R. Sweney Wells of Salvation 44 4/4 A 4 3 https://hymnary.org/text/come_to_the_fount_of_mercy 1 Come to the fount of mercy, Come with a broken heart; Jesus will there receive thee, Come to him as thou art,— Sinful and poor and needy, Helpless and weak and blind, Come to the fount of mercy, Pardon thy soul shall find. Refrain: Come to the fount of mercy, Come with a broken heart; Jesus will there receive thee, Come to him as thou art. 2 Jesus has borne thy sorrow, Jesus for thee has died; Think of the nails that pierced him, Think of his wounded side, Now while his Spirit pleading Points to the narrow gate, Come to the fount of mercy, Come, ere it be too late. [Refrain] 3 Come to the fount of mercy, Why wilt thou yet delay? Yonder a light is beaming, Follow its golden ray; Come to the fount of mercy, There in contrition bow; Jesus thy Lord is waiting, Waiting to save thee now. [Refrain]
The Gospel Story 1902 Fanny J. Crosby Julia STERLING Ira D. Sankey Young People's Songs of Praise 37 6/8 F 4 2 https://hymnary.org/text/to_him_whose_care_prolongs_our_days 1 To Him whose care prolongs our days, Whose love demands our highest praise, Our grateful songs again we raise And tell the gospel story. Refrain: And tell the gospel story Of Christ the King of glory; Our grateful songs again we raise And tell the gospel story. 2 Thrice welcome hour, with joy replete, While at His throne of grace we meet, To worship at His blessed feet, And tell the gospel story. [Refrain] 3 O gracious Lord, each heart inspire And kindle there devotion’s fire; Be this our one supreme desire, To tell the gospel story. [Refrain] 4 At Thy command, and in Thy name, Whose pow’r to save is still the same, Join in the song with glad acclaim, And tell the gospel story. [Refrain]
The Gospel Trumpet Sounds 1902 Fanny J. Crosby Grace J. FRANCES Hubert P. Main Young People's Songs of Praise 5 2/4 Bb 3 1 https://hymnary.org/text/the_gospel_trumpet_sounds_let_those_that 1 The gospel trumpet sounds, Let those that hear obey; A King prepares a royal feast For hungry souls today. A King who sits enthron’d, Where saints adoring stand, And multitudes of angels wait On His divine command. 2 The gospel trumpet sounds In thrilling tones sublime; The message of redeeming love To earth’s remotest clime. From yonder rifted Rock, Salvation’s river flows; O come, and take the heav’nly gift Our glorious King bestows. 3 He sends His heralds forth, And bids them in His name, The rich provision of His grace To each and all proclaim. Again the trumpet sounds; ‘Tis calling, calling still, The feast is spread, and yet there’s room, “Come, whosoever will.”
The Humble Heart 1869 Fanny J. Crosby Rev. Robert Lowry Bright jewels for the Sunday school 115 6/8 Bb 3 5 https://hymnary.org/text/dear_savior_let_thy_watchful_eye 1 Dear Saviour, let Thy watchful eye Protect me day by day, That from the precious fold I love My heart may never stray. Refrain: Make me humble, loving, dutiful; Make Thy home within me beautiful; Cleanse my heart from sin; Let no stranger in. 2 I want Thy Spirit’s gentle power, My constant guide to be; I want Thy love, Thy tender care, To bind me close to Thee. [Refrain] 3 In sweet submission may I walk Along the shining way, Till Thou my Saviour call me home, To realms of endless day. [Refrain]
The Joyful Song 1898 Fanny J. Crosby Adam Geibel Songs of Love and Praise, No. 5 16 2/2 Bb 3 22 https://hymnary.org/text/behold_a_royal_army_with_banner_sword_an 1. Behold! a royal army, With banner, sword and shield, Are marching forth to conquer, On life’s great battlefield; Its ranks are filled with soldiers, United, bold and strong, Who followed their commander, And sing their joyful song. Refrain Victory, victory, Thro’ Him that redeemed us! Victory, victory, Thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Victory, victory, victory, Thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! 2. And now the foe, advancing, That valiant host assails, And yet they never falter, Their courage never fails; Their leader calls, Be faithful! They pass the word along, They see His signal flashing, And shout the joyful song. [Refrain] 3. Oh, when the war is ended, When strife and conflict cease, When all are safely gathered Within the vale of peace, Before the King eternal, That vast and mighty throng Shall praise His name forever, And this shall be their song. [Refrain]
The Life-giving Fountain 1881 Fanny J. Crosby William J. Kirkpatrick Wells of Salvation 133 4/4 A 4 2 https://hymnary.org/text/come_o_come_to_the_fountain_so_free 1. Come, oh, come to the fountain so free; Why wilt thou thirst on the mountain? Jesus, thy Saviour, is waiting for thee, Come to the life giving fountain. Chorus: Haste, haste to the fountain that flows Pure from eternity's river, On its beautiful margin repose, Drink of its waters forever. 2. Come, oh come, art thou longing for rest, Weary and laden with sorrow? Come, and this moment be happy and blest, Trust not the dawn of tomorrow. 3. Come, oh, come from the gloom and the night, Long thy worn spirit oppressing; Come to the fountain that sparkles with light, Fountain of joy and of blessing. 4. Fly, oh, fly to thy Saviour away, Break ev'ry chain that has bound thee, Then will the arms of his mercy today Lovingly circle around thee.
The Lord Will Answer Prayer 1902 Fanny J. Crosby H.P. Danks Young People's Songs of Praise 34 3/4 Bb 3 2 https://hymnary.org/text/pray_on_pray_on_believing_one 1 Pray on, pray on, believing ones, God’s promised word is sure, That they shall overcome by faith Who to the end endure; Pray on, pray on, O weary not; The cross with patience bear, And tho’ its burden weigh us down, The Lord will answer prayer. 2 His eye foresees our greatest good, While we at best are weak, And thus in wisdom He withholds The boon that oft we seek; And yet His all-sufficient grace He bids us freely share, And in a way we little know The Lord will answer prayer. 3 With anxious tho’ts for those we love How oft our hearts are filled, But soon the clouds are rolled away, The troubles waves are stilled; Then murmur not, but trust in Him Who knows our every care, And better for than we can ask, The Lord will answer prayer.
The Master's Call 1869 Fanny J. Crosby W.F. Sherwin Bright jewels for the Sunday school 132 3/4 Eb 4 7 https://hymnary.org/text/the_master_is_come_and_calleth_for_crosb 1 The Master is come, and calleth for thee, He stands at the door of thy heart, No friend so forgiving, so gentle as he, Oh, say, wilt thou let him depart? Refrain: Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading, Jesus, thy Saviour, knocks at thy heart, Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading, Jesus, thy Saviour, knocks at thy heart. 2 The Master has come, with blessings for thee, Arise, and his message receive; Thy ransom is purchased, thy pardon is free, If thou wilt repent and believe. [Refrain] 3 The Master has come, and calleth thee now, This moment what joy may be thine; How tender that smile that illumines his brow,— A pledge of his favor divine. [Refrain] 4 He waits for thee still, then haste with delight, Oh, fly to the arms of His love, Press on to that beautiful mansion of light, Prepared in his kingdom above. [Refrain]
The Pilgrim's Home 1864 Fanny J. Crosby Silas J. Vail Hallowed Songs (1865) 395 3/4 Ab 3 12 https://hymnary.org/text/jesus_i_long_for_thee_while_here_i_roam 1 Jesus, I long for Thee, friendless I roam, Earth has no joy for me, Heaven is my home; When shall my soul arise, joyful with glad surprise, Up to its native skies? Heaven is my home. 2 Grant me a light divine, while here I roam, O’er my dark path to shine, Heaven is my home; O, my sad heart, be still, patient in every ill, Thine be a Father’s will; Heaven is my home. 3 There shall I see His face, no more to roam, Clasped in His dear embrace, Heaven is my home; Soon shall my spirit rise, joyful with glad surprise, Up to its native skies, Heaven is my home.
The Polar Star 1864 Fanny J. Crosby T.E. Perkins Hallowed Songs (1865) 172 6/8 Ab 3 21 https://hymnary.org/text/weary_wanderer_oer_the_main 1 Weary wanderer o’er the main, Seeking for thy home again, Through the gathering mists that rise, Veiling thy natal skies; Look beyond, there’s light for thee, Streaming over the turbid sea, Softly it smiles, though distant far, The beautiful polar star. 2 Stranger on a rocky strand, Longing for thy fatherland, Through the gathering clouds that rise, Veiling thy natal skies; Look beyond, there’s hope for thee, Dawning over a tranquil sea, Softly it smiles, though distant far, The beautiful polar star. 3 Lonely watcher, pale with grief, Thou shalt find a sweet relief, Though thy tears unheeded fall, Jesus will count them all; Look beyond, there’s joy for thee, Breaking over a troubled sea, Softly it smiles, though distant far, The beautiful polar star. First publication apparently in "The New Shining Star" in 1864, but no digital hymnal can be found.
The Promised Day 1866 Fanny J. Crosby Henry Tucker The New Golden Shower 113 3/4 A 3 2 https://hymnary.org/text/saw_ye_not_the_promised_day 1 Saw ye not the promised day, Breaking o'er the mountain height? Doubt and darkness flee awy, Tremblin at its dawning light. Chorus: Bless Jesus, reign forever Let salvation, like a river, Rolling onward, onward still, All the world with gladness fill. 2 Heard ye not the welcome sound, Wafted o'er the heaving main? Now the fruits of joy abount, Precious souls are born again. 3 Sing, O Zion, land of rest, They are flocking home to thee; From the East, the North, the West, And the Isles beyond the sea.
The Pure In Heart 1897 Fanny J. Crosby Ella/Ellen DALE Pluma M. Brown Song-Hymnal of Praise and Joy 171 3/4 C 2 1 https://hymnary.org/text/the_pure_in_heart_the_pure_in_thought 1. The pure in heart, the pure in tho't, Shall learn the law the Master taught, Shall turn from ill and earthly strife, And seek the summits high in life. The pure in hear, the pure in deed, Shall sow each hour some fruitful seed, Which, falling here and falling there, Shall plant for harvest rich and rare. 2. The pure in hear, the pure in word, Make music, sweetest ever heard, And wake the tones of gracious good, The tones of peace and brotherhood! The pure in heart, the pure in pray'r, Shall feel God's presence ev'rywhere; Shall see his work on ev'ry side, And know that life is glorified.
The River of Song 1873 Fanny J. Crosby William H. Doane Royal Diadem for the Sunday School 34 4/4 Bb 3 3 https://hymnary.org/text/o_the_sleep_of_just_a_moment NULL
The Sabbath Morn 1864 Fanny J. Crosby Lily T.E. Perkins The New Shining Star 9 4/4 C 2 3 https://hymnary.org/text/the_sabbath_morn_the_sabbath_morn 1 The Sabbath morn, the Sabbath morn, How lovely bright and clear, While yonder bell its welcome call Is sounding in our ear. It floats along the fragrant air, For nature smiles today. Then come, dear children, one and all, To Sabbath school away. Chorus: With hearts and voices cheerily We tune our choral lay, To Sabbath school a merry, merry throng We haste, we haste away. 2 How joyful was the angels song That told the Saviour's birth, How sweet the tender words he spoke To children here on earth, Then let us seek by humble prayer To win his pard'ning love, And when our day of life is o'er, We'll dwell with him above.
The Song That Shall Never Die 1898 Fanny J. Crosby Ida Scott TAYLOR J. Howard Entwhistle Songs of Love and Praise, No. 5 44 6/8 Ab 3 1 https://hymnary.org/text/a_glorious_song_is_ringing_in_my_heart 1. A glorious song is ringing in my heart, Its joyous notes new life and hope impart. It fills me with its sweetness, Gladness and completeness, 'Tis the love God that tunes my tongue, Wonderful love. Chorus: All glory to God on high. OO song of hope and gladness That thrills the earth and sky. I'll sing it o'er forevermore, The song that shall never die. 2. I came because the Lord has cleans'd my sin, And by his blood has wash'd me white within, I sing the blessed story, Sing of Christ my glory, 'Tis the love of God that makes me sing, Wonderful Love! 3. O blessed song that never more shall die, The world shall know its meaning by and by, I'll keep its music ringing, With triumphant singing, 'Tis the love of God that thrills my soul, Wonderful love!
The Story Must Be Told 1899 Fanny J. Crosby Ira D. Sankey Sacred Songs, No. 2 158 4/4 G 3 18 https://hymnary.org/text/o_the_precious_gospel_story 1 O the precious gospel story, How it tells of love to all, How the Saviour in compassion, Died to save us from the fall; How He came to seek the lost ones, And to bring them to His fold;-- Let us hasten to proclaim it, For the story must be told. Chorus: The story must be told, The story must be told, That Jesus died for sinners lost, The story must be told. 2 O the blessed gospel story, Of His meek and lowly birth,-- And the welcome of the angels When they sang good-will to earth;-- Of the cross, on which He suffered,-- As by prophets seen of old,-- Of His death and resurrection, Let the story now be told. [Chorus] 3 O the wondrous gospel story, There is life in every word; There is hope and consolation, Where the message sweet is heard; Let us tell it to the weary, And its beauties all unfold; 'Tis the only guide to heaven, And the story must be told. [Chorus]