George W. Seevers, Jr. of Texas recently contacted the League to share a few grand hymns that he has compiled for the benefit of the Church. He thought they might be useful in our gospel efforts and I agree. As we read in Colossians 3:16, “Let the word of Christ richly dwell within you, with all wisdom teaching and admonishing one another with psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with thankfulness in your hearts to God.”
Please click on the hymn titles, download the sheet music (PDF), and use them freely. Words and music for these hymns are public domain.
Says George, “I found this Augustus Toplady hymn in ‘Knowing God’ by J.I. Packer, but there was no melody. The original line “to the utmost farthing paid” is often changed to “to the utmost Thou hast paid,” for contemporary American readers. I have used the melody ‘Ariel’ with it. That is the same melody used for ‘O Could I Speak the Matchless Worth.'”
Says George, “The original melody is a bit plodding, so I coupled it with an old Welsh melody, which unleashes the text.”
Says George, “As far as I am concerned, this is the best hymn that Fanny Crosby wrote, but it is no longer in any hymnal.”
Says George, “Great God of Wonders was written by Samuel Davies, a preacher of the First Great Awakening. The melody is by John Newton. You can find the hymn with another melody, but this is the best one.”
I hope you find these hymns of some benefit to your worship of our Great God of wonders. Even if you aren’t musically-inclined, perhaps the words can be of service in your praise and adoration. Adieu!
“In a musical instrument there are some keys that must be touched in order to evoke its fullest melodies; God is a wonderful organist, who knows just what heart-chord to strike. In the Black Forest of Germany a baron built a castle with two lofty towers. From one tower to the other he stretched several wires, which in calm weather were motionless and silent. When the wind began to blow, the wires began to play like an Eolian harp in the window. As the wind rose into a fierce gale, the old baron sat in his castle and heard his mighty hurricane-harp playing grandly over the battlements. So, while the weather is calm and the skies clear, a great many of the emotions of a Christian’s heart are silent. As soon as the wind of adversity smites the chords, the heart begins to play; and when God sends a hurricane of terrible trial you will hear strains of submission and faith, and even of sublime confidence and holy exultation, which could never have been heard in the calm hours of prosperity. Oh, brethren, let the winds smite us, if they only make the spices flow; let us not shrink from the deepest trial, if at midnight we can only sing praises to God.”
— From God’s Light on Dark Clouds by Theodore Cuyler, 1882