- Joy to the World
- When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
- Alas! and did my Savior Bleed
- Come Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove
Think about the following hymn, that mirrors Psalm 23, with words written a in 1719 for a moment:
My Shepherd will supply my need: Jehovah is His Name;In pastures fresh He makes me feed, Beside the living stream. He brings my wandering spirit backWhen I forsake His ways, And leads me, for His mercy’s sake,In paths of truth and grace.
When I walk through the shades of death His presence is my stay; One word of His supporting grace Drives all my fears away. His hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, His oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days; O may Thy house be my abode, And all my work be praise. There would I find a settled rest, While others go and come;No more a stranger, nor a guest, But like a child at home.
It isn't about going back to the Puritan days, I enjoy the creativity of modern praise music as much as the rest, but the richness of this is awsome, don't you think?
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