This hymn was the theme song of a Church Camp that I recently attended. Really like this hymn.

The Day Of Christ Is At Hand – messages from Blessed Hope BP Church Camp 2024

Lyrics: Fanny Crosby
Music: Ira Sankey

On that bright and golden morning, when the Son of Man shall come,
And the radiance of His glory we shall see,
When from ev’ry clime and nation He shall call His people home,
What a gath’ring of the ransomed that will be!

Chorus:
What a gath’ring, what a gath’ring,
What a gath’ring of the ransomed in the summer land of love!
What a gath’ring, what a gath’ring,
Of the ransomed in that happy home above!

When the blest, who sleep in Jesus, at His bidding shall arise
From the silence of the grave, and from the sea,
And with bodies all celestial they shall meet Him in the skies,
What a gath’ring and rejoicing there will be!

When our eyes behold the city, with its many mansions bright,
And its river, calm and restful, flowing free,
When the friends that death hath parted shall in bliss again unite,
What a gath’ring and a greeting there will be!

O the King is surely coming, and the time is drawing nigh
When the blessed day of promise we shall see;
Then the changing “in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye,”
And forever in His presence we shall be.

Lyrics: Anne Ross Cousin
Music: Ira Sankey

O Christ, what burdens bow’d Thy head!
Our load was laid on Thee;
Thou stoodest in the sinner’s stead,
Didst bear all ill for me.
A victim led; Thy blood was shed;
Now there’s no load for me.

Death and the curse were in our cup,
O Christ, ’twas full for Thee!
But Thou hast drained the last dark drop—
’Tis empty now for me.
That bitter cup—love drank it up;
Now blessings’ draught for me.

Jehovah lifted up His rod,
O Christ, it fell on Thee!
Thou wast sore stricken of Thy God;
There’s not one stroke for me.
Thy tears, Thy blood, beneath it flowed;
Thy bruising healeth me.

For me, Lord Jesus, Thou hast died,
And I have died in Thee;
Thou’rt ris’n: my bands are all untied,
And now Thou liv’st in me.
When purified, made white, and tried,
Thy glory then for me!

O Breath of life, come sweeping through us,
revive your church with life and pow’r;
O Breath of Life, come, cleanse, renew us,
and fit your church to meet this hour.

O Wind of God, come bend us, break us,
till humbly we confess our need;
then in your tenderness remake us,
revive, restore, for this we plead.

O Breath of love, come breathe within us,
renewing thought and will and heart;
come, Love of Christ, afresh to win us,
revive your church in ev’ry part.

Lyrics: T. Tow

O Jerusalem, Thou City bright and fair,
My heart is yearning to be there,
O Jerusalem, Thou City bright and fair,
My heart is yearning to be there,
My Lord now has come, no more shall I linger,
O bring me to Jerusalem,
My Lord now has come, no more shall I linger,
O bring me to Jerusalem.

O Jesus my Lord, Thou Holy Son of God,
Mine eyes Thy Salvation have seen,
O Jesus my Lord, Thou Holy Son of God,
Mine eyes Thy Salvation have seen,
Messiah is come, King o’er Jerusalem,
Behold He sits enthroned in Zion,
Messiah is come, King o’er Jerusalem,
Behold He sits enthroned in Zion.

Hail Thou Prince of Peace, Come reign over us,
Gov’nors and kings fall their knees,
Hail Thou Prince of Peace, Come reign over us,
Gov’nors and kings fall their knees,
From Jerusalem, Truth and Grace shall conquer,
Till suns shall rise a thousand years,
From Jerusalem, Truth and Grace shall conquer,
Till suns shall rise a thousand years.

Lyrics: William C. Martin
Music: Charles H. Gabriel

I trust in God wherever I may be,
Upon the land, or on the rolling sea,
For come what may, from day to day,
My heav’nly Father watches over me.

Refrain:
I trust in God, I know He cares for me;
On mountain bleak or on the stormy sea;
Though billows roll, He keeps my soul;
My heav’nly Father watches over me.

He makes the rose an object of His care,
He guides the eagle through the pathless air,
And surely He remembers me;
My heav’nly Father watches over me.

I trust in God, for, in the lion’s den,
On battlefield, or in the prison pen,
Through praise or blame, through flood or flame,
My heav’nly Father watches over me.

The valley may be dark, the shadows deep,
But, oh, the Shepherd guards His lonely sheep;
And through the gloom He’ll lead me home,
My heav’nly Father watches over me.

God My Father Reigns

Lyrics: J. Chng
Music: Deborah Mae

God my Father reigns supremely,
And He calls the stars by name;
So when tried, I’ll stay upon Him,
He knows each step I take.

Chorus:
Hold, fast, to His Word,
And His peace enfolds me;
For He holds my life securely,
Now and forevermore.

Though He slay me, yet I’ll trust Him
To work all things for my good.
When the flesh grows weak and fails me,
Still will I bless my Lord.

Chorus:
Hold, fast, to His Word,
And His peace enfolds me;
For He holds my life securely,
Now and forevermore.

O what blessed hope in trials,
When my eyes are on the cross,
From the dead Christ resurrected,
Conquered death evermore.

Final Chorus:
He arose, He arose, I rejoice greatly,
Though in sorrow with tears I cried;
With a song I’ll praise His name,
Come before His throne,
My God will be magnified;
God will be glorified.

Yet I Will Rejoice – Full Score

Lyrics: J. Chng (Hab 3:17-19)
Music: William Croft

Although the fig tree shall not bloom,
Nor fruit be in the vines;
The labour of the olive fail,
Yet I’ll rejoice in God.

And though the fields shall yield no meat;
The flock cut from the fold,
E’en there no herd be in the stalls,
Yet I’ll rejoice in God.

Yes, in the LORD I find my joy,
I will rejoice in God.
He who is my salvation, strength,
Who’ll lift my feet once more.

The link above is a voice and acoustic piano version (sung by Biboy).

Lyrics: G. W. Crofts
Music: John P. Hillis

Holy Spirit, while we bend,
Graciously on us descend;
Like a gentle dove appear
To each waiting spirit here.

Holy Spirit, come within,
Crucify this heart of sin,
Let it die upon the cross
With its soul defiling dross.

Holy Spirit, life provide
For the heart thus crucified,
Let it break the bonds of death
By the power of Thy breath.

Holy Spirit, I would be
Filled, yea, wholly filled by Thee;
Come with overflowing love,
Let me Thy sweet presence prove.

Holy Spirit, heav’n on earth,
Seal me with celestial birth;
Bear me on Thy wings of love
To my blissful home above.

This hymn was written by the late Rev Timothy Tow who founded True Life BP Church before the Lord took him home. You can find a digital copy of the hymnal “Heavenly Melodies” at https://www.truelifebpc.org.sg/resources/heavenly_melodies

Why the King James Version? Read more here
https://www.febc.edu.sg/v15/assets/pdfs/febc_press/KJV%20Q&A.pdf

You can also download the score for this hymn:
The King James Bible vs The Hundred Versions – Full Score

Lyrics: T. Tow
Music: Lowell Mason

The Bible is the Word of God,
Inerrant and infallible,
Preserved for us from age to age.
It stands God’s Rock unmovable.

God has preserved it in the Text
Received by His Church everywhere.
Through good and faithful men of God,
The King James Bible without peer.

Three hundred years it reigned supreme,
Until Westcott and Hort crept in,
And sowed the tares amongst the wheat,
And for a time they seemed to win.

An influx of hundred versions
By Westcott and Hort’s text corrupt,
Shall never stand up to the test.
That makes King James Bible the best.

The Bible is the Word of God,
Inerrant and infallible,
Preserved for us from age to age.
It stands God’s Rock unmovable.

https://www.truelifebpc.org.sg/resources/heavenly_melodies

Lyrics: J. Khoo (edited by C. Tan)
Music: Traditional American Melody

The One and Only Perfect God is Living and is True,
God gave His Son, Lord Jesus Christ, Who died for me and you.
Who died for me and you, Who died for me and you,
God gave His Son, Lord Jesus Christ, Who died for me and you.

Jesus, our Perfect Saviour’s fully God and fully man,
He died, was buried, rose again, To save the sons of men,
To save the sons of men, To save the sons of men,
He died, was buried, rose again, To save the sons of men.

The Bible is God’s Perfect Book, inspired and kept pure.
Forever ev’ry word kept pure, Of this we can be sure!
Of this we can be sure! Of this we can be sure!
Forever ev’ry word kept pure, Of this we can be sure!

O Trust Him for Salvation free of body and of soul,
He’ll save you to the uttermost, O Trust in Him my soul!
O Trust in Him my soul! O Trust in Him my soul!
He’ll save you to the uttermost, O Trust in Him my soul!