Sunday's Hymn: Thy Works, Not Mine, O Christ

Thy works, not mine, O Christ,
Speak gladness to this heart;
They tell me all is done;
They bid my fear depart.

Thy pains, not mine, O Christ,
Upon the shameful tree,
Have paid the law’s full price
And purchased peace for me.

Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
Has borne the awful load
Of sins that none in heav’n
Or earth could bear but God.

Thy righteousness, O Christ,
Alone can cover me:
No righteousness avails
Save that which is of thee.

— Horatius Bonar

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• O Lord, Look Down from Heaven at The Happy Wonderer
• He Bore Our Griefs at The Upward Call
• Not Left to Perish at Tried With Fire
• Lord’s Day 9, 2019 at The Thirsty Theologian

Sunday's Hymn: Jesus, Thy Blood and Righteousness

Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
‘Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.

Bold shall I stand in thy great day;
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully absolved through these I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

When from the dust of death I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies,
Ev’n then this shall be all my plea,
Jesus hath lived, hath died, for me.

Jesus, be endless praise to thee,
Whose boundless mercy hath for me—
For me a full atonement made,
An everlasting ransom paid.

O let the dead now hear thy voice;
Now bid thy banished ones rejoice;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, thy blood and righteousness.

— Nicolaus Ludwig von Zinzendorf

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• I Need Thee Every Hour at The Outspoken Tulip
• Jesus, Holy, Undefiled at The Happy Wonderer
• Unstaggering Trustfulness at Tried With Fire
• Lord’s Day 8, 2019 at The Thirsty Theologian

Sunday's Hymn: How Can I Keep From Singing?

My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?

What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night He giveth:
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of Heav’n and earth,
How can I keep from singing?

I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smoothes
Since first I learned to love it:
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing:
All things are mine since I am His—
How can I keep from singing?

—Robert Lowry

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Singing of God’s Sovereignty at The Outspoken Tulip
• Take My Life and Let It Be at The Happy Wonderer
• Virtue at The Upward Call
• Ever Mindful at Tried With Fire
• Lord’s Day 7, 2019 at The Thirsty Theologian