Come unto Jesus, ye heavy laden, Care-worn and fainting, by sin oppressed. He'll safely guid you unto that haven Where all who trust him may rest, may rest.
Come unto Jesus; He'll ever heed you, Though in the darkness you've gone astray. His love will find you and gently lead you From darkest night into day, to day.
Come unto Jesus; He'll surely hear you, If you in meekness plead for his love. Oh, know you not that angels are newar you From brightest mansions above, above?
Come unto Jesus from every nation, From every land and isle of the sea. Unto the the ghigh and lowly in station, Ever he calls, "Come to me, to me".
Text: Samuel Medley, 1738 - 1799 Music: Lewis D. Edwards, 1858 - 1921
I know that my Redeemer lives. What comfort this sweet sentence gives! He lives, he lives, who once was dead. He lives, my ever-living Head. He lives to bless me with his love. He lives to plead for me above. He lives my hungry soul to feed. He lives to bless in time of need.
He lives to grant me rich supply. He lives to guide me with his eye. He lives to comfort me when faint. He lives to hear my soul's complaint. He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart.
He lives, my kind, wise heavenly Friend. He lives and loves me to the end. He lives, and while he lives, I'll sing. He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. He lives and grants me daily breath. He lives, adn I shall conquer death. He lives my mansion to prepare. He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to his name! He lives, my Savior, still the same. Oh,swet the joy this sentence gives: "I know that my Redeemer lives!" (x 2)
For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth..... - Job 19:25
And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of him, this is the testimony, last of all, which we give of him: That he lives! For we saw him, even on the right hand of God; and we heard the voice bearing record that he is the Only Begotten of the father- That by him, and through him, and of him, the worlds are and were created, and the inhabitants thereof are begotten sons and daughters unto God. - Doctrine and Covenents 76:22 - 24
Text: Bruce R. McConkie, 1915 - 1985 Music Longhurst, b. 1940
I believe in Christ; he is my King! With all my heart ot him I'll sing; I'll raise my voice in praise and joy, In grand amens my tongue employ. I believe in Christ; he is God's Son. On earth to dwell his soul did come. He healed the sick; the dead he raise. Good workds were his; his name be praised.
I believe in Christ; oh, blessed name! As Mary's Son he came to reign 'Mid mortal men, his earthly kin, To save them from the woes of sin. I believe in Christ, who marked the path, Who did gain all his Father hath, Who said to men: "Come, follow me, That ye, my friends, with God may be".
I believe in Christ - my Lord, my God! My feet he plants on gospel sod. I'll worship him with all my might; He is the source of truth and light. I believe in Christ; he ransoms me. From Satan's grasp he sets me free, And I shall live with joy and love In his eternal courts above.
I believe in Christ; he stands supreme! From him I'll gain my fondest dream; And while I strive through grief and pain, His voice is heard: "Ye shall obtain". I belive in Christ; so come what may, With him I"ll stand in that great day When on this earth he comes again To rule among the sons of men.
Words: Joy Saunders Lundberg, b. 1936 Music: Janice Kapp Perry, b. 1938
At night, when I'm alone in bed, I close my eyes and see The many things I'm thankful for That God has given me. I see my freinds and teachers, too, And others who love me. These many blessings make me feel So thankful to be me.
Words: Peggy Hill Ryskamp, b. 1949 Music: Beth Groberg Stratton, b. 1944
All over the world at the end of day, Heavenly Father's children kneel down adn pray, Each saying thank you in his own special way, Saying thank you, thank you in his own special way.
Gracias.
Malo.
Wir danken dir.
All over the world tender voices hear.
Some say "tak",
others "merci",
"Kansha shimasu",
we thank thee.
Our Heavenly Father hears them; He understands each tongue.
Our Heavenly Father knows them; He loves them, loves them, everyone.
Non-English words for thank you:
Spanish: gracias Tongan: Malo German: Wir danken dir Danish: tak French: merci Japanese: Kansha shimasu
Me playing the piano accompaniment to "A Child's Prayer"
A CHILD'S PRAYER
Words and Music by Janice Kapp Perry, b. 1938
Heavenly Father, are you really there? And do you hear and answer every child's prayer? Some say that heaven is far away, But I feel it close around me as I pray. Heavenly Father, I remember now Something that Jesus told disciples long ago: "Suffer the children to come to me." Father, in prayer I'm coming now to thee.
Pray, he is there; Speak, he is listening. You are his child; His love now surrounds you. He hears your prayer; He loves the children. Of such is the Kingdom, the kingdom of heaven.
We thank thee, dear Father in heaven above, For thy goodness and mercy, thy kindness and love. I thank thee for home, friends, and parents so dear, And for every blessing that I enjoy here.
Help me to be good, kind and gentle today, And mind what my father and mother shall say. In the dear name of Jesus, so loving and mild, I ask thee to bless me and keep me thy child.
Can a Little Child like Me? Words: Mary M. Dodge, 1831? - 1905 Music: W. R. Bassford
Can a little child like me Thank the Father fittingly? Yes, oh yes! Be good and true, Patient, kind in all you do! Love the Lord and do your part; Learn to say with all your heart:
Father, we thank thee! Father, we thank thee! Father in Heaven, we thank thee!
For the fruit upon the tree,
For the birds that sing of thee,
For the sunshine warm and bright,
For the day
and for the night,
For the joyful work and true That a little child may do,
Father, we thank thee! Father, we thank thee! Father in Heaven, we thank thee!