For anyone who really likes the solid old hymns of the church:   This one ONLY has 14 verses here.  Some of the grand old hymns had up to 50 verses.  If we’re even granted the joy of singing hymns in evangelical church services now, it will be from an overhead, no notes, no four-part harmony, and maybe 3 verses.  Mostly though church services consist of ‘the worship team‘ enthralling a mostly mute ‘audience‘ with their high-powered professionalism.  Congregational singing is a rare thing in many churches, so glad to find this site:

The focus of Christian music should be Jesus Christ.  He alone is the way, the truth and the life.  It is only by His name that we can be saved.  He is the living Word, He is the door to Heaven.  He is worthy of our worship.

These are Biblical truths, how odd then that the name of our Saviour doesn’t even get a passing mention in a lot of new ‘worship’ songs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNjdpdiK24I

Words: Isaac Watts Music: “Duke Street,” attributed to John Hatton

Jesus Shall Reign

D                 G            D
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
            G  D             A
Does his successive journeys run;
D                        G        A7
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
D                             A7 D
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Behold the islands with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at His feet.

There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold;
And barb'rous nations at His word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.

To Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His Name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.

Blessings abound wherever He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blessed.

Where He displays His healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more:
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen!

Great God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to Thy Son,
Extend His power, exalt His throne.

The scepter well becomes His hands;
All heav'n submits to His commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.

With power He vindicates the just,
And treads th'oppressor in the dust:
His worship and His fear shall last
Till hours, and years, and time be past.

As rain on meadows newly mown,
So shall He send his influence down:
His grace on fainting souls distills,
Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills.

The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at His first dawning light;
And deserts blossom at the sight.

The saints shall flourish in His days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from His throne
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.
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