It is important to note that a direct connection exists between being filled with the Holy Spirit and singing as recorded in Ephesians 5:18-19 (NLT): 

18 Don’t be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life. Instead, be filled with the Holy Spirit, 19 singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs among yourselves, and making music to the Lord in your hearts.

The music we play and the songs we sing in our churches, if connected with our Spirit, help in expressing true worship to God with deep reverence and to fix our hearts to the goodness and glory of the Lord. For instance, the hymn “How Great Thou Art,” tells us of God’s majesty being revealed in creation, His perfect sacrifice on the Cross, and His second coming for His elects. There is always a song and a Scripture to meet the need of any situation in life.

The music of this week, Crown Him with Many Crowns by Matthew Bridges (Music by: George J. Elvey), is an opening hymn of praise or processional hymn and it is published in 686 hymnals. This hymn established the fact that Christ is to be crowned with many crowns because Christ is many things, and everything; Lord of all, Saviour of the world, Lord of life, Lord of love, Lord of years, Lord of heaven, the Lamb upon the throne, King of all the earth, Ruler, Servant, Lamb, Shepherd, and many more. Although, this hymn is mostly sung during Easter, yet, it can be used at any other period of the year to celebrate Christ, our reigning King.

1. Crown him with many crowns,
the Lamb upon his throne.
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing
of him who died for thee,
and hail him as thy matchless king
through all eternity.

2. Crown him the Lord of life,
who triumphed o’er the grave,
and rose victorious in the strife
for those he came to save;
his glories now we sing
who died and rose on high,
who died eternal life to bring,
and lives that death may die.

3. Crown him the Lord of love;
behold his hands and side,
rich wounds, yet visible above,
in beauty glorified;
no angels in the sky
can fully bear that sight,
but downward bends their burning eye
at mysteries so bright.

4. Crown him the Lord of years,
the potentate of time,
creator of the rolling spheres,
ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
for thou hast died for me;
thy praise shall never, never fail
throughout eternity.

The music of this week, Breathe on me, Breath of God by Edwin Hatch (Music by: Robert Jackson), is a prayer song and it is published in 277 hymnals. This hymn is uniquely powerful as it can be used to invite God’s Spirit into a prepared heart. The lyrics of this hymn seemingly indicate a deep desire for God, and to the Holy Spirit for purification. This hymn is best fit for Pentecostal Services and it should be sung with all sincerity and slowly enough so that one could ponder on the lyrics.

1. Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Fill me with life anew,
That I may love what thou dost love,
And do what thou wouldst do.

2. Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Until my heart is pure,
Until with thee I will one will,
To do and to endure.

3. Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Till I am wholly thine,
Till all this earthly part of me
Glows with thy fire divine.

4. Breathe on me, Breath of God,
So shall I never die,
But live with thee the perfect life
Of thine eternity.

The music of this week, What a friend we have in Jesus by Joseph Medlicott Scriven (Music by Charles C. Converse), is a hymn of prayer and it is published in 1,468 hymnals. This hymn acknowledges the fact that we go through some pain in life, and thereafter gives us assurance of the real comfort we have in Christ Jesus. When life gets rough, this hymn may serve as a reminder of our call to pray without ceasing.

1. What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!

2. Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Can we find a friend so faithful
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!

3. Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge–
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Do your friends despise, forsake you?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In his arms he’ll take and shield you;
You will find a solace there.

The music of this week, Take my Life and let it Be by Frances R. Havergal (Music by Music by: Louis J.F. Herold; and Arrangement by George Kingsley), is a hymn of self-consecration to Christ and it is published in 1043 hymnals. Each verse of this hymn places emphasis on dedicating our whole selves to God, or our commitment to serve Him.


1. Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to thee.
Take my moments and my days;
Let them flow in endless praise,
Let them flow in endless praise.

2. Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of thy love.
Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for thee,
Swift and beautiful for thee.

3. Take my voice and let me sing
Always, only, for my King.
Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from thee,
Filled with messages from thee.

4. Take my silver and my gold;
Not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect and use
Every power as thou shalt choose,
Every power as thou shalt choose.

5. Take my will and make it thine;
It shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart it is thine own;
It shall be thy royal throne,
It shall be thy royal throne.

6. Take my love; my Lord, I pour
Aat thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for thee,
Ever, only, all for thee.

The music of this week, Sweet Hour of Prayer by William Walford (Music by William B. Bradbury), is a hymn of prayer and it is published in 1143 hymnals. This hymn reveals the overflowing joy for believers, be it individual or corporate, who spend time with God in ceaseless prayer. The hymn may be used as congregational hymn or instruments to open a pastoral or congregational prayer.  The tempo of the song should not move slowly, also the accompaniment should be soft.

1. Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
that calls me from a world of care,
and bids me at my Father’s throne
make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
my soul has often found relief,
and oft escaped the tempter’s snare
by thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

2. Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
the joys I feel, the bliss I share
of those whose anxious spirits burn
with strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
where God my Savior shows his face,
and gladly take my station there,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

3. Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
thy wings shall my petition bear
to him whose truth and faithfulness
engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since he bids me seek his face,
believe his word, and trust his grace,
I’ll cast on him my every care,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

The music of this week, Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise by Walter Chalmers Smith (Music by Welsh melody from John Roberts’s Canaidauy Cyssegr), is a hymn of praise and it is published in 164 hymnals. The author of this hymn wrote it in six stanzas based on 1 Timothy 1:17 and was published in his Hymns of Christ and the Christian Life in 1867. Percy Dearmer edited the text into a four-stanza version for the English Hymnal in 1906; which is now the standard version. In the first, second, and fourth stanzas, blinding light is the prevailing metaphor for God’s glory but stanza three speaks of the eternal God as the Giver of life.

1. Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, thy great name we praise.

2. Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, thou rulest in might;
Thy justice like mountains high soaring above
Thy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.

3. To all, life thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish, but naught changeth thee.

4. Thou reignest in glory; thou dwellest in light;
Thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;
All laud we would render: O help us to see
‘Tis only the splendour of light hideth thee.

The music of this week, Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken by John Newton, is one of Newton’s finest and most popular hymns, and it is published in 1159 hymnals. This hymn is written on Isaiah 33:20-21, but there are plenty of clear references to other Scriptures, which Newton cited in footnotes, such as Psalm 87 (the first two lines of the hymn are nearly a direct quote of Psalm 87:3) and Isaiah 4:5-6 (which is closely paraphrased in the third stanza). This hymn has been called one of Newton’s finest hymns, and it is certainly one of his most popular, along with “Amazing Grace” and “How Sweet the Name of Jesus Sounds.”

1. Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God;
God, whose word cannot be broken, formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded, what can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded, thou mayst smile at all thy foes.

2. See, the streams of living waters, springing from eternal love,
well supply thy sons and daughters, and all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river ever will their thirst assuage?
Grace which like the Lord, the giver, never fails from age to age.

3. Round each habitation hovering, see the cloud and fire appear
for a glory and a covering, showing that the Lord is near!
Thus deriving from our banner light by night and shade by day,
safe we feed upon the manna which God gives us when we pray.

4. Blest inhabitants of Zion, washed in our Redeemer’s blood;
Jesus, whom our souls rely on, makes us monarchs, priests to God.
Us, by his great love, he raises, rulers over self to reign,
and as priests his solemn praises we for thankful offering bring.

The music of this week, Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty by Reginald Heber (Music by John B. Dykes), is an opening hymn published in 1412 hymnals. The words of this hymn evoke a sense of awe at the majesty of God, and call on all of creation – humans, saints and angels, and all living things – to praise the Godhead three-in-one.

1. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty,
God in three persons, blessed Trinity!

2. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee,
casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before thee,
Which wert, and art, and evermore shallt be.

3. Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide thee,
Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see,
Only thou art holy; there is none beside thee,
Perfect in power, in love and purity.

4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty,
God in three persons, blessed Trinity.

The music of this week, For the Beauty of the Earth by Folliot S. Pierpoint (Music by Conrad Kocher; Arranged by W. H. Monk), is an opening Hymn published in 525 hymnals. Folliett Sandford Pierpoint originally wrote this hymn for use during the Communion of the High Anglican Church. The original chorus read, “Christ, our God, to thee we raise this, our sacrifice of praise.” This hymn was meant not only as a song of thanksgiving, but as the only thing we could give Christ in return for his mercy and love: a hymn of praise laid upon the altar as a sacrifice.

1. For the beauty of the earth, for the glory of the skies,
For the love which from our birth over and around us lies;
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

2. For the beauty of each hour of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree and flower, sun and moon, and stars of light;
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

3. For the joy of ear and eye, for the heart and mind’s delight,
For the mystic harmony, linking sense to sound and sight;
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

4. For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth and friends above, for all gentle thoughts and mild;
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

5. For thy church, that evermore lifteth holy hands above,
Offering upon every shore her pure sacrifice of love;
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

6. For thyself, best Gift Divine, to the world so freely given,
For that great, great love of thine, peace on earth, and joy in heaven:
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

The music of this week, Come, Ye Thankful People, Come by Henry Alford, is a Scripture Song published in 611 hymnals. This hymn is commonly sung as a song of rejoicing over a bountiful harvest, which it appears to be from the first stanza. However, it is really a more sobering text and may have been intended to provoke Christians to consider whether they are truly people of God (represented by the wheat in Jesus’ parable of Matthew 13), or merely lookalikes (represented by the weeds – also called “tares” in some translations).

1. Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin.
God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied;
Come to God’s own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home.

2. All the world is God’s own field, fruit as praise to God we yield;
Wheat and tares together sown are to joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be.

3. For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take the harvest home;
From the field shall in that day all offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store in the garner evermore.

4. Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring thy final harvest home;
Gather thou thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified, in thy presence to abide;
Come, with all thine angels, come, raise the glorious harvest home.

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