My Hymn Of Praise (Song)

My Hymn Of Praise

“It is well with my soul;” “He keeps me singing” “Day by day.”
“His name is Wonderful,” “He took my sins away.”
“Standing on the promises” - “I am resolved” to “Trust and obey.”
“Jesus is coming again” - “What if it were today?”

“All hail the power of Jesus’ name,” “Oh, He’s done so much for me.”
“I know whom I have believed,” - “Saved by the blood” “At Calvary.”
“My faith has found a resting place,” “A shelter in the time of storm;”
“Safe am I” in “The Haven of rest,” “Leaning on the everlasting arms.”

“Onward, Christian soldiers,” “Hold the fort” “The fight is on;”
“Stand up, stand up for Jesus;” “We’re marching to Zion.”
“All hail the power of Jesus’ name;” There’s “Power in the blood.”
“Faith is the victory,” “When the enemy comes in like a flood.”

“‘Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,” “His name is Wonderful” to me.
“When we all get to heaven,” “Praise Him, praise Him,” “What a day that will be”!
“Face to face with Christ, My Saviour,” coming to Him “Just as I am;”
I will see “My Saviour first of all” - Oh, “Worthy is the Lamb”!

September 3rd, 2025
Jerry Bouey 

I love those old hymns of the faith. They are so precious to me. I know I could never hold a candle to their work, but I wanted to honour those songwriters and their faith. Here is my attempt to take just a few of my favourite hymns, and weave their titles into a song of sorts. I included one of my own poems in this song to make it flow, as I could not find a hymn ready at hand that would fit that stanza. Hope you don't mind too much.

Psalm 33:3 Sing unto him a new song; play skilfully with a loud noise.

Psalm 40:3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.

Psalm 96:1 O sing unto the LORD a new song: sing unto the LORD, all the earth.

Psalm 98:1 A Psalm. O sing unto the LORD a new song; for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.

Psalm 144:9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

Psalm 149:1 Praise ye the LORD. Sing unto the LORD a new song, and his praise in the congregation of saints.

Isaiah 42:10 Sing unto the LORD a new song, and his praise from the end of the earth, ye that go down to the sea, and all that is therein; the isles, and the inhabitants thereof.

Revelation 5:9 And they sung a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the book, and to open the seals thereof: for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation;

Revelation 14:3 And they sung as it were a new song before the throne, and before the four beasts, and the elders: and no man could learn that song but the hundred and forty and four thousand, which were redeemed from the earth. 

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