Hymns/quotes of Praise and Worship

Hymns/Quotes of Praise and Worship

"All the vices of fallen angels and man originate with the pride of "self".

"All the virtues of the heavenly life are the virtues of humility. It is humility alone that can traverse the otherwise impassable gulf between heaven and hell."

"Humility is the one thing that has led every angel to heaven, while pride is the fire that has led all the devils to hell."

~A. W. Tozer~
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"The whole plan of redemption is to put the divine nature back into your spirit, as it was meant to be from the very beginning."

"Our salvation is in the life of Jesus Christ within us. This alone was the divine perfection of man before the fall, and it will be his perfection when he is one with Christ in heaven."

"Self" is the power of satan living and working in us."

"A religion of "self" is the last greatest manifestation of the mystery of iniquity."

"The devil is always where God is not, and that the work of the flesh is in every place where the Holy Spirit does not rule."

~William Law~
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"What a man "is" is always more important than what he "does."
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Come Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove

~A. B. Simpson~

Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.

Look, how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys
Our souls can neither fly nor go
To reach eternal joys.

In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise
Hosannas languish on our tongues
And our devotion dies.

Dear Lord! And shall we ever be,
In this poor dying state?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee
And thine to us so great!

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove
With all thy quickening powers
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love
And that shall kindle ours.

Alternative verses:

Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove
With thy almighty powers
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.

See how we trifle here below,
fond of these earthly toys:
our souls, how heavily they go,
to reach eternal joys.

See how we linger here below,
fond of these earthly toys:
Although thou bid'st us onward go,
to reach eternal joys.

Look, how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys
Our souls how heavy they go
To reach eternal joys.

And shall we then for ever live
At this poor dying rate?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee
And thine to us so great!

Dear Lord! and shall we ever live
At this poor, dying rate?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great?
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O How The Thought of God Attracts

~Fredrick Faber~

O how the thought of God attracts
And draws the heart from earth
And sickens it of passing shows
And dissipating mirth!

'Tis not enough to save our souls,
To shun th' eternal fires;
The thought of God will rouse the heart
To more sublime desires.

God only is the creature's home,
Though rough and strait the road;
Yet nothing less can satisfy
The love that longs for God.

O utter but the name of God
Down in your heart of hearts,
And see from the world at once
All tempting light depart!

A trusting heart, a yearning eye,
Can win their way above,
If mountains can be moved by faith,
Is there less power in love?
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My God, How Wonderful Thou Art

~Fredrick Faber~

My God, how wonderful Thou art,
Thy majesty, how bright;
How beautiful Thy mercy seat
In depths of burning light!

How dread are Thy eternal years,
O everlasting Lord,
By prostrate spirits day and night
Incessantly adored!

How wonderful, how beautiful,
The sight of Thee must be;
Thy endless wisdom, boundless power,
And glorious purity!

O how I fear Thee, living God,
With deep and tender fear;
And worship Thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears!

Yet, I may love Thee, too, O Lord,
Almighty as Thou art;
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart!

No earthly father loves like Thee,
No mother, e'er so mild,
Bears and forbears as Thou hast done,
With me, Thy sinful child.