Scripture Verse

Thou…hast redeemed us to God by Thy blood. Revelation 5:9

Introduction

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Luther O. Emerson
(1820–1915)

Words: Sam­u­el Da­vies (1723–1761). First pub­lished in Tho­mas Gib­bons’ Hymns, 1769.

Music: Ses­sions Lu­ther O. Em­er­son (1820–1915) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know when the mu­sic was writ­ten, would you ?

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Samuel Davies
(1723–1761)

Anecdote

A Chris­tian cap­tain, who had a Chris­tian crew, was caught near a roc­ky shore in a driv­ing storm. They were be­ing driv­en rap­id­ly to­ward the rocks when he or­dered them to cast an­chor.

They did so, but it broke, He or­dered them to cast the se­cond. They did so, but it dragged. He then or­dered them to cast the third and last.

They cast it while the cap­tain went down to his room to pray. He fell on his knees and said, O Lord, this ves­sel is thine, these no­ble men on deck are thine. If it be more for thy glo­ry that our vessel be wrecked on the rocks and we go down in the sea, thy will be done. But if it be more for thy glo­ry that we live to work for thee, then hold the an­chor. Calm­ly he rose to re­turn to deck, and as he went, he heard a chorus of voic­es sing­ing:—

Lord, I am thine!

It seemed like an an­gel song. Reach­ing the deck, he found his brave men stand­ing with their hands on the cable, that they might feel the first giv­ing of the an­chor, on which hung their lives, and look­ing calm­ly on the rag­ing of the el­e­ments, as they sung with spir­it and with the un­der­stand­ing al­so:—

Lord, I am thine!

The an­chor held till the storm was past, and they an­chored safe with­in the bay.

Long, p. 123

Lyrics

Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine;
With full consent Thine I would be,
And own Thy sovereign right in me.

Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the children of Thy grace—
A wretched sinner, lost to God,
But ransomed by Immanuel’s blood.

Thine would I live, Thine would I die,
Be Thine through all eternity;
The vow is past beyond repeal,
And now I set the solemn seal.

Here, at that cross where flows the blood
That bought my guilty soul for God,
Thee my new Master now I call,
And consecrate to Thee my all.