1. Golden Bells - 005 "COME, let us join our cheerful songs"

COME, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

"Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
"To be exalted thus!"
"Worthy the Lamb!" our lips reply,
"For He was slain for us!"

Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine:
And blessings, more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.

Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,
And speak Thine endless praise.

The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred Name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

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2. Golden Bells - 080 "WE love Thy house, O God,"

1. WE love Thy house, O God,
Wherein Thy children meet:
For Thou, O Lord, art here
Thy little flock to greet.

2. We love the house of prayer,
No hour on earth so sweet;
For then we cast our care
At our Redeemer's feet.

3. We love the Word of life,
The word that tells of peace,
Of comfort in the strife,
And joys that never cease.

4. We love to sing below
Of mercies freely given;
But-oh! we long to know
The triumph-song of heaven.

5. Lord Jesus, given us grace
On earth to love Thee more,
In heaven to see Thy face,
And with Thy saints adore.

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3. Golden Bells - 274 "WHEN peace, like a river, attendeth my way;"

WHEN peace, like a river, attendeth my way;
When sorrows, like sea billows, roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Refrain:
It is well,... with my soul...,
it is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And Hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin-oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin-not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to His cross, and I bear it no more:
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live!
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

But, Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming, we wait;
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope! blessed rest of my soul!

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4. Golden Bells - 355 "LEAD us, heavenly Father, lead us"

LEAD us, heavenly Father, lead us
O'er the world's tempestuous sea;
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
For we have no help but Thee;
Yet possessing every blessing,
If our God our Father be.

Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us;
All our weakness Thou dost know;
Thou didst tread this earth before us,
Thou didst feel its keenest woe;
Lone and dreary, faint and weary,
Through the desert Thou didst go.

Spirit of our God, descending,
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy;
Love with every passion blending,
Pleasure that can never cloy:
Thus provided, pardoned, guided,
Nothing can our peace destroy.