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The Hymns Project

by Michael Tjahjadi

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1.
Wake the song of jubilee Let it echo o’er the sea Now is come the promised hour Jesus reigns with sov’reign pow’r All the nations, join and sing Christ is Lord and King of kings Let it sound from shore to shore Jesus reigns forevermore Now the desert lands rejoice And the islands join their voice Hear the whole creation sing Jesus is the King of kings See the ransomed millions stand Palms of conquest in their hands This before the throne their strain Hell is vanquished, death is slain O sing to the Lord, all creation Every tribe, every tongue, every nation Will lift up His name And declare a shout of praise With the song of jubilee Blessing, honor, glory, might Are the Conqu’ror’s native right Thrones and pow’rs before Him fall Lamb of God and Lord of all Time has nearly reached its sum All things with the bride say, Come Jesus, whom all worlds adore Come, and reign forevermore O sing to the Lord, all creation Every tribe, every tongue, every nation Will lift up His name And declare a shout of praise With the song of jubilee
2.
The love of God is greater far Than tongue or pen can ever tell It goes beyond the highest star And reaches to the lowest hell The guilty pair, bowed down with care God gave His Son to win His erring child He reconciled And pardoned from his sin And pardoned from his sin When space and time shall pass away And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall When men who here refuse to pray On rocks and hills and mountains call God’s love is sure and shall endure All measureless and strong Redeeming grace to Adam’s race The saints’ and angels’ song The saints’ and angels’ song Could we with ink the ocean fill And were the skies of parchment made Were every stalk on earth a quill And every man a scribe by trade To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry Nor could the scroll contain the whole Though stretched from sky to sky Though stretched from sky to sky Oh, love of God, how rich and pure How measureless and strong It shall forevermore endure The saints’ and angels’ song The saints’ and angels’ song
3.
When the storm winds rage, and the rain falls fast And the clouds hang low above I shall be secure till the storm is past For I trust my Savior’s love And He knows the way, and He holds my hand And He will not let it go He will lead me home to that better land Just because He loves me so Not from toils or tears could I earn His grace For my heart was vile with sin I had turned my back on the narrow gate Neither cared nor lived for Him But I pleased myself, and I chose my way For His grace I did not know But He sought me still through the night and day Just because He loved me so If He loved me so when I grieved Him sore That He sought me tenderly Till He won my heart, and my sins He bore So that I His child might be Since He loved me first, now I love Him too So my heart with fervor glows And I haste each day all His will to do That my willing spirit knows I will trust His love, for it e’er will last It is rich and warm and free Through the years of life it will hold me fast And my help and comfort be To my waiting heart all its treasures rare As a sparkling stream shall flow In the joy of God I shall ever share Just because He loves me so
4.
If, on a quiet sea Toward heav’n we calmly sail With grateful hearts, oh God, to Thee We’ll own the fav’ring gale With grateful hearts, oh God, to Thee We’ll own the fav’ring gale But should the surges rise And rest delay to come Blessed be the tempest, kind the storm Which drives us nearer home Blessed be the tempest, kind the storm Which drives us nearer home Soon shall our doubts and fears All yield to Thy control Teach us, in every state To make Thy will our own And live by faith alone And live by faith alone If, on a quiet sea Toward heav’n we calmly sail But should the surges rise And rest delay to come And when the joys of sense depart We live by faith alone And when the joys of sense depart We live by faith alone With grateful hearts, O God, to Thee We live by faith alone
5.
Why is my heart with grief oppressed Can all the pains I dread and fear Make thee, my soul, forget thy rest Forget thy Lord, thy God is near Though I have cause indeed to mourn When God conceals His radiant face I pray and long for His return With smiles of sweet forgiving grace The Savior pleads his dying blood Arise my hope, away my fears Through Christ I'll seek my absent God 'Til his returning smile appears Lord, form my temper to thy will If thou my faith and patience prove May ev'ry painful stroke fulfill The purposes of faithful love O may this weak, this fainting mind A Father's hand adoring see Confess thee just, and wise, and kind And trust thy word, and cleave to thee Mortality's unnumber'd ills Are all beneath his sov'reign hand Each pain, which this frail body feels Attends, obedient, his command Then weep my eyes, complain my heart But mourn not hopeless of relief For sov'reign mercy will impart Its healing beams to ease thy grief Then weep my eyes, complain my heart But mourn not hopeless of relief For sov'reign mercy will impart Its healing beams to ease thy grief
6.
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word What more can He say than to you He hath said Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled In every condition, in sickness, in health In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea As days may demand, shall thy strength ever be Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed For I am thy God and will still give thee aid I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand When through the deep waters I call thee to go The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose I will not, I will not desert to his foes That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake I'll never, no never, no never forsake That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake I'll never, no never, no never forsake
7.
Lord, let thy mercy, full and free Vile as I am, extend to me And bid my crimes num’rous remove All cancell’d by thy sov'reign love O wash this guilty heart of mine For cleansing grace is only thine My soul adores thy sacred word Forever righteous is the Lord While humbly prostrate in the dust I owe thy awful sentence just I own my sins, and still they rise With tears and horror to my eyes This is the gift I would impart A humble, broken, contrite heart A broken heart, repentant sighs My God, thou never will despise Then shall my joyful tongue proclaim In grateful strains, thy glorious name Inspir'd by thee, my song shall flow And all thy wond'rous mercy show My soul adores thy sacred word Forever righteous is the Lord
8.
There is a fountain filled with blood 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
 And sinners, plunged beneath that flood
 Lose all their guilty stains
 Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains
 And sinners, plunged beneath that flood 
Lose all their guilty stains The dying thief rejoiced to see
 That fountain in his day
 And there may I, though vile as he 
Wash all my sins away
 Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away 
And there may I, though vile as he
 Wash all my sins away Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
 Shall never lose its pow'r
 Till all the ransomed church of God
 Be saved, to sin no more
 Be saved, to sin no more Be saved, to sin no more Till all the ransomed church of God
 Be saved to sin no more E'er since by faith I saw the stream 
Thy flowing wounds supply
 Redeeming love has been my theme
 And shall be till I die
 And shall be till I die And shall be till I die
 Redeeming love has been my theme
 And shall be till I die When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue
 Lies silent in the grave
 Then in a nobler, sweeter song
 I'll sing Thy pow'r to save I'll sing Thy pow'r to save I'll sing Thy pow'r to save 
then in a nobler, sweeter song
 I'll sing Thy pow'r to save
9.
Al trono majestuoso Del Dios omnipotente Humildes vuestra frente Naciones, inclined El es el Sér supremo Señor de cuanto existe Y nada al fin resiste Al grande Jehová Quién es este Rey de Gloria Jehová, el fuerte valiente Quién es este Rey de Gloria El fuerte valiente en batalla Del polvo de la tierra Formónos complacida Su mano, y diónos vida Su aliento creador Quién es este Rey de Gloria Jehová, el fuerte valiente Quién es este Rey de Gloria El fuerte valiente en batalla Quién es este Rey de Gloria Jehová, el fuerte valiente Quién es este Rey de Gloria El fuerte valiente en batalla Quién es este Rey de Gloria Jehová, el fuerte valiente Quién es este Rey de Gloria El fuerte valiente en batalla Quién es este Rey de Gloria Jehová, el fuerte valiente Quién es este Rey de Gloria El grande Jehová
10.
Once I stood in condemnation Waiting thus the sinner’s doom Christ in death has wrought salvation God has raised Him from the tomb Once I was to God a stranger Filled with enmity and fear He has rescued me from danger Love revealed and brought me near Now I see in Christ’s acceptance But the measure of my own He who lay beneath my sentence Seated high upon the Throne Quickened, raised, and in Him seated I a full deliverance know Every foe has been defeated Every enemy laid low Now I have a life in union With the risen Lord above Now I drink in sweet communion Some rich foretaste of His love Soon, O Lord, in highest glory All its vastness I’ll explore Soon I’ll cast my crown before Thee While I worship and adore Here is love, vast as the ocean Loving kindness as the flood When the Prince of Life, our Ransom Shed for us His precious blood Who His love will not remember Who can cease to sing His praise He can never be forgotten Throughout Heaven's eternal days
11.
Sé que está Dios satisfecho Con Tu sagrada pasion Sé que para mis pecados Tengo el amplio perdon Sé que aún en mis pecados Tu moriste en la cruz Es el misterio de Jesucristo Sé que Dios me ama, Él me ha salvado Yo repetiré, mi Dios me ama Sé que Dios me ama, Él me ha salvado Yo repetiré, mi Dios me ama Sé que son mis malas obras Que tus manos traspasó Y mis vanos pensamientos Quien tus sienes taladró Sé que aún en mis pecados Tu moriste en la cruz Es el misterio de Jesucristo Sé que Dios me ama, Él me ha salvado Yo repetiré, mi Dios me ama Sé que Dios me ama, Él me ha salvado Yo repetiré, mi Dios me ama
12.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow Praise Him all creatures here below Praise Him above ye heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Great, everlasting God, to Thee In essence One, in persons Three May all Thy works their tributes bring And ev’ry age Thy glory sing Amen, amen, amen, hallelujah Praise God the Father, and the Son Praise God the Spirit, Three in One Ye hosts above His praise proclaim And ev’ry creature praise His name Amen, amen, amen, hallelujah Amen, amen, amen, hallelujah
13.
Come, ye thankful people, come Raise the song of harvest home All are safely gathered in Ere the winter storms begin God our Maker does provide For our needs to be supplied Come to God’s own temple, come Raise the song of harvest home All the world is God’s own field Fruit unto His praise to yield Wheat and tares together sown Unto joy or sorrow grown For the Lord our God shall come And shall take His harvest home From His field shall in that day All offenses purge away 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 garner to abide Come, with all Thine angels come Raise the glorious harvest home God our Maker does provide For our needs to be supplied Come to God’s own temple, come Raise the song of harvest home
14.
Wake the song of jubilee Let it echo o’er the sea Now is come the promised hour Jesus reigns with sov’reign pow’r All the nations, join and sing Christ is Lord and King of kings Let it sound from shore to shore Jesus reigns forevermore Blessing, honor, glory, might Are the Conqu’ror’s native right Thrones and pow’rs before Him fall Lamb of God and Lord of all Time has nearly reached its sum All things with the bride say, Come Jesus, whom all worlds adore Come, and reign forevermore Amen Amen Amen Amen

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The Hymns Project follows the tradition of taking old and perhaps even "forgotten" hymns and putting them to new music and arrangements. The timeless gospel truths, declarations of praise, and laments of sorrow still ring true today as it did within the past few centuries of these songs being first written. A few select songs stay true to their original melody, while the majority were recorded to a new melody. In a similar manner, the lyrics for a few select songs are faithful to the original, while others have been tweaked or arranged for clarity, poetic license, or artistry. "Real" instruments used on this record include acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass guitar, hand percussion (cajon, djembe, shaker, tambourine), violin, and viola; virtual (software) instruments were recorded using a MIDI keyboard and MIDI drum set.

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released February 8, 2019

All instruments and vocals performed by Michael Tjahjadi. Mixing, mastering, and production done by Michael Tjahjadi.

Special thanks to Elizabeth Griffin for contributing vocals on two of the tracks, and Lilian Bunch for assisting me with the Spanish lyric modifications.

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Michael Tjahjadi Columbia, South Carolina

As a singer/songwriter from Atlanta, Georgia, Michael started playing the piano at eight years of age and won several classical piano state competitions throughout high school. During his early college years, he began to explore the landscape of singing, songwriting, and home music recording. Currently, he resides in Columbia, SC, where he continues to make music in his home recording studio. ... more

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