Father, I stretch my hands to Thee, No other help I know;

If Thou withdraw Thyself from me, Ah! whither shall I go?

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I do believe, I now believe

That Jesus died for me;

And thro’ His blood, His precious blood,

I shall from sin be free.

What did Thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath;

What pain, what labor to secure My soul from endless death!

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O Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel Thy pow’r;

And all my wants Thou wouldst receive, In this accepted hour.

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Author of faith, to Thee I life My weary, longing eyes;

O let me now receive that gift; My soul without it dies.

I do believe, I now believe

That Jesus died for me;

And thro’ His blood, His precious blood,

I shall from sin be free.

This is another hymn I had never sung until coming here. On Sunday nights, I tried to find new hymns that I never sang before or did not recognize and this is another one that struck a chord with me. Our piano player has gone off to college now, so I do not know when we will sing this one again. This hymn was written by Charles Wesley. We use the Soul Stirring Songs and Hymns hymnal by the Sword of The Lord.

The old Biblical hymns far surpass what poses as worship music today. Christian rock, hip hop, metal do not honor God and only serve to please the flesh.