As one of the pastors of Auburndale Baptist Church, I assist in the planning of worship services.  A couple of months ago, I had the desire to expand our worship repertoire, but adding new songs can be a challenge for any congregation.

I had an idea for an easier way to introduce some new hymns to the congregation.  I would find solid but unfamiliar hymn texts set to hymn tunes with which our church is familiar.  First, I scoured the index of tunes in our pew hymnal (The Baptist Hymnal, 1991).  When I found a tune used in multiple hymns, I recorded the hymn numbers and titles.

Next, I compared the list of tunes from our pew hymnal with another solid hymnal’s index of tunes (in this case, The Trinity Hymnal).  I recorded hymn numbers and titles in the Trinity Hymnal that corresponded with tunes in our pew hymnal.

This work yielded 10 new songs in the Baptist Hymnal and 36 new hymns from the Trinity Hymnal, many of which are doctrinally rich.

This Sunday, we plan to sing the John Newton hymn “Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare.”  It’s set to the tune (“Hendon”) that our church knows from “Take My Life, and Let It Be Consecrated.”  This Newton hymn features a strong prayer-themed text.  It reminds of the significance of prayer (“Thou art coming to a King”), while assuring us that Christ has summoned us to prayer.   My favorite lines of the text describe our hearts as Christ’s “blood-bought right” and adjure Christ, “without a rival reign.”

I recorded a low-quality version (you’ve been warned!) and have also included the lyrics below.  Enjoy this well-written Newton hymn.

 

1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

2 Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For his grace and pow’r are such,
None can ever ask too much,
None can ever ask too much.

3 With my burden I begin:
“Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

4 Lord, I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign,
And without a rival reign.

5 “While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

6 Show me what I have to do,
Ev’ry hour my strength renew:
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die thy people’s death,
Let me die thy people’s death.”

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