Hymns on a Snowy Sunday

Gracie’s hymns for this morning are: I Want to Be Like Jesus; Love Divine, All Loves Excelling; Lord, Make Me Like You.

LYRICS:

I WANT TO BE LIKE JESUS, by Thomas O. Chisolm

1 I have one deep, supreme desire,
that I may be like Jesus.
To this I fervently aspire,
that I may be like Jesus.
I want my heart His throne to be,
so that a watching world may see
His likeness shining forth in me.
I want to be like Jesus.
2 He spent His life in doing good;
I want to be like Jesus.
In lowly paths of service trod;
I want to be like Jesus.
He sympathised with hearts distressed,
He spoke the words that cheered and blessed,
He welcomed sinners to His breast.
I want to be like Jesus.
3 A holy, harmless life He led;
I want to be like Jesus.
The Father’s will, His drink and bread;
I want to be like Jesus.
And when at last He comes to die,
“Forgive them, Father,” hear Him cry
for those who taunt and crucify.
I want to be like Jesus.
4. O perfect life of Christ, my Lord!
I want to be like Jesus.
My recompense and my reward,
that I may be like Jesus.
His Spirit fill my hungering soul,
His power all my life control.
My deepest prayer, my highest goal,
that I may be like Jesus.

LOVE DIVINE, ALL LOVE’S EXCELLING, by Charles Wesley
1 Love divine, all loves excelling, 
joy of heav’n, to earth come down,
fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
all thy faithful mercies crown.
Jesus, thou art all compassion, 
pure, unbounded love thou art.
Visit us with thy salvation;
enter ev’ry trembling heart.
2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit
into ev’ry troubled breast.
Let us all in thee inherit, 
let us find the promised rest.
Take away the love of sinning; 
Alpha and Omega be.
End of faith, as its beginning, 
set our hearts at liberty.
3 Come, Almighty, to deliver, 
let us all thy life receive.
Suddenly return, and never, 
nevermore they temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing, 
serve thee as thy hosts above,
pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 
glory in thy perfect love.
4 Finish, then, thy new creation; 
true and spotless let us be.
Let us see thy great salvation 
perfectly restored in thee.
Changed from glory into glory, 
till in heav’n we take our place,
till we cast our crowns before thee, 
lost in wonder, love and praise.

LORD, MAKE ME LIKE YOU, by Jimmy Owen
Make me like You Lord, please make me like YouMake me like You Lord, please make me like You
You are a servant, make me one too
Oh Lord I am willing, do what You must do
To make me like You Lord, please make me like YouOh Lord I am willing, do what You must do
To make me like You Lord
Make me like, make me like You