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I need Thee, precious Jesus
For I am full of sin
My soul is dark and guilty
My heart is dead within
I need the cleansing fountain
Where I can always flee
The blood of Christ most precious
The sinner’s perfect plea
Chorus:
I need Thee, I need Thee, Jesus I need Thee today
I need Thee, precious Jesus
For I am very poor
A stranger and a pilgrim
I have no earthly store
I need the love of Jesus
To cheer me on my way
To guide my doubting footsteps
To be my strength and stay
I need Thee, precious Jesus
I need a friend like Thee
A friend to soothe and pity
A friend to care for me
I need the heart of Jesus
To feel each anxious care
To tell my every trial
And all my sorrows share
I need Thee, precious Jesus
And hope to see Thee soon
Encircled with the rainbow
And seated on Thy throne
There, with Thy blood-bought children
My joy shall ever be
To sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus,
To gaze, My Lord, on Thee
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Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched
Weak and wounded, sick and sore
Jesus, ready, stands to save you
Full of pity, joined with power
He is able, He is able
He is willing; doubt no more
Come ye needy, come, and welcome
God's free bounty glorify
True belief and true repentance
Every grace that brings you nigh
Without money, without money
Come to Jesus Christ and buy
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Bruised and broken by the fall
If you tarry 'til you're better
You will never come at all
Not the righteous, not the righteous
Sinners Jesus came to call
Let not conscience make you linger
Nor of fitness fondly dream
All the fitness He requires
Is to feel your need of Him
This He gives you, this He gives you
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam
Lo! The Incarnate God, ascended
Pleads the merit of His blood
Venture on Him, venture wholly
Let no other trust intrude
None but Jesus, none but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good
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Against the God who rules the sky
I fought with hand uplifted high
Despised the mention of His grace
Much too proud to seek a hiding place
Wrapped in shadows of the night
Fond of darkness more than light
Blind, I ran the sinful race
I felt no need for a hiding place
But then the eternal council ran
"Almighty love, arrest this man!"
I felt the arrows of distress
And found I had no shield, no hiding place
Holy justice stood in view
To Sinai's fiery mount I flew
But justice cried with frowning face
"This mountain is no hiding place"
But then a heavenly voice I heard
And mercy for my soul appeared
She led me on with gentle pace
To Jesus as my hiding place
Should seven storms of vengeance roll
And shake this earth from pole to pole
No thunderbolt shall daunt my face
While Jesus is my hiding place
While Jesus is my hiding place
On Him almighty vengeance fell
Which would have sunk this world to Hell
He bore it for a sinful race
To make Himself our hiding place
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Though troubles assail and dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail and foes all unite;
Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide,
The scripture assures us, the Lord will provide
The birds without barn or storehouse are fed,
From them let us learn to trust for our bread:
His saints, what is fitting, shall ne'er be denied,
So long as it's written, the Lord will provide
We may, like the ships, by tempest be tossed
On perilous deeps, but cannot be lost.
Though Satan enrages the wind and the tide,
The promise engages, the Lord will provide.
His call we obey, like Abram of old,
Not knowing our way, but faith makes us bold;
For though we are strangers we have a good Guide,
And trust in all dangers, the Lord will provide
When Satan appears to stop up our path,
And fill us with fears, we triumph by faith;
He cannot take from us, though oft he has tried,
This heart-cheering promise, the Lord will provide
He tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain,
The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain,
But when such suggestions our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions, the Lord will provide
No strength of our own, or goodness we claim,
Yet since we have known the Savior's great name;
In this our strong tower for safety we hide,
The Lord is our power, the Lord will provide
When life sinks apace and death is in view,
This word of his grace shall comfort us through:
No fearing or doubting with Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting "the Lord will provide"
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When this passing world is done,
When has sunk yon glaring sun,
When we stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o'er life's finished story,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then, how much I owe.
Chorus:
All I owe you paid for me
From all I owe I’ve been set free
And all I owe proves your great mercy to me
When I stand before your throne,
Dressed in beauty not my own,
When I see you as you are
Love you with unsinning heart,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then, how much I owe.
Bridge:
Chosen not for good in me,
Wakened up from wrath to flee,
Hidden in the Saviour's side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.
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What wondrous love is this,
O my soul, O my soul
What wondrous love is this, O my soul
What wondrous love is this
that caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse
for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.
When I was sinking down,
sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down
beneath God's righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown
for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.
To God and to the Lamb,
I will sing, I will sing
To God and to the Lamb I will sing
To God and to the Lamb
Who is the great I Am
While millions join the theme,
I will sing, I will sing
While millions join the theme, I will sing
And what wondrous love is this
Though I raised my clenched fist
He opened up my hand to received His gift
And what wondrous love is here
The God Immortal has drawn near
And shed His blood to close the rift
And when from death Im free,
I'll sing on, I'll sing on
And when from death I'm free, I'll sing on
And when from death I'm free,
I'll sing and joyful be,
And through eternity
I'll sing on, I'll sing on,
And through eternity I'll sing on
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I journey forth rejoicing
From this dark vale of tears
To heavenly joy and freedom
From earthly bonds and fears
Where Christ our Lord shall gather
All His redeemed again,
His kingdom to inherit--
Goodnight, goodnight till then
Why thus so sadly weeping
Beloved ones of my heart?
The Lord is good and gracious
Though now He bids us part
Oft have we met in gladness
And we shall meet again
All sorrow left behind us--
Goodnight, goodnight till then
I go to see His glory
Whom we have loved below
I go, the blessed angels
The holy saints to know.
Our lovely ones departed
I go to find again
And wait for you to join us--
Goodnight, goodnight till then
I hear the Savior calling--
The joyful hour has come
The angel-guards are ready
To guide me to our home
Where Christ our Lord shall gather
All His redeemed again,
His kingdom to inherit--
Goodnight, goodnight till then
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Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled.
Chorus:
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that will pardon and cleanse within;
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is greater than all our sin.
Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold,
Threaten the soul with infinite loss;
Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold,
Points to the refuge, the mighty cross.
Dark is the stain that we cannot hide.
What can avail to wash it away?
Look! There is flowing a crimson tide,
Brighter than snow you may be today.
Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace,
Freely bestowed on all who believe!
You that are longing to see His face,
Will you this moment His grace receive?
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Sweet are the seasons when we wait
To hear what God our Lord will say
For they who watch at wisdom’s gate
Are never empty sent away
Behold us, Lord, a few of Thine
Who hither come to seek Thy face
In mercy on Thy people shine
And let Thy presence fill the place
How sweet, how blessed is the thought
That Thou dost hear Thy people’s cries
And whether Thou dost give or not
‘Tis love that grants and love denies
O teach us, Lord, to wait Thy will
To be content with all Thou dost
For us Thy grace sufficient still
With most supplied when needing most
Till life shall end, thus let it be
And O sustain us in that hour
That conflict past, we hope to see
The Savior whom we here adore
We hope at length to take our part
With yonder host, through trouble brought
We hope to see Thee as Thou art
And then to praise Thee as we ought
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Behold me here, in grief draw near
Pleading at Thy throne oh King
To Thee each tear, each trembling fear
Jesus Son of Man I bring
Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, Lord of mercy King of grace
Look down in love, and from above
With Thy Spirit satisfy
Thou hast sought me, Thou hast bought me
And thy purchase Lord am I
Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, here on earth and then on high
Hear the broken, scarcely spoken
Longings of my heart to Thee
All the crying, all the sighing
Of Thy child accepted be
Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, Wounded Healer, Suffering Lord
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Celebrating ten years of solo releases, Ten includes nine hymns from Matthew Smith's five albums, plus an exclusive tenth track. Pay what you want, including nothing.
released November 19, 2014