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A JESUCRISTO VEN SIN TARDAR
Canta: Oscar Mata

A Jesucristo ven sin tardar,
Que entre nosotros hoy Él está,
Y te convida con dulce afán,
Tierno diciendo: «Ven».

¡Oh cuán grata es nuestra reunión,
Cuando el Reino establecido ya,
Contigo estemos en comunión
Gozando eterno bien!

Piensa que Él sólo puede colmar
Tu triste pecho de gozo y paz;
Y porque anhela tu bienestar,
Vuelve a decirte: «Ven».

Su voz escucha sin vacilar,
Y grato acepta lo que hoy te da.
Tal vez mañana no habrá lugar.
No te detengas, ven.

Letra y Música: George F. Root, 1870
Traducido por Juan Bautista Cabrera

WITH MY LIPS
Unknown Author
Translation by Oscar Mata

With my lips and my life
//I praise You, my Lord//
With my lips and my life
I thank You, oh my blessed Lord!

////I praise You, my Lord////
Because You, Lord, have been
///So precious to me///
Because You, Lord, have been
So precious to me,
I thank You, oh my blessed Lord!

‘TIS SO SWEET TO TRUST IN JESUS
Sung by Oscar Mata
Music played by Freddy Popol

’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
And to take Him at His Word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
Just to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him more!

O how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood;
And in simple faith to plunge me
’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!

Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease;
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.

I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;
And I know that Thou art with me,
Wilt be with me to the end.

Words by Louisa M. R. Stead - Music by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick

HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW
Singer: Oscar Mata
Music played by Freddy Popol

Why should I feel discouraged, Why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long from heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
//His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.//

I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled”, His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears.
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
//His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.//

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies.
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
//His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.//

Words by Civilla Durfee Martin, 1905
Music by Charles Hutchinson Gabriel

# 141 del Himnario Seleccionado de la Iglesia de Dios de Guatemala y Centro América

DA LO MEJOR AL MAESTRO

Da lo mejor al Maestro,
Tu fuerza, tu juventud;
Todo el fervor de tu alma,
Tu exuberante salud.
Dueño sea Él de tu vida,
Sírvele con fe y amor;
Todo a su gracia lo debes,
¡Dale a Jesús lo mejor!

Da lo mejor al Maestro,
A combatir por Él ven:
Sé paladín decidido,
De la verdad y del bien.

Da lo mejor al Maestro,
Dale la flor de tu edad;
Y haz de tus años maduros,
Fruto de santa piedad.
Dale una noble obediencia,
Dale un ardiente fervor;
Dale una limpia conciencia,
Dale tu heroico valor.

Da lo mejor al Maestro,
Entrégale el corazón;
Nadie como Él te ha amado,
Digno es de tu devoción.
Rico y feliz quiere hacerte,
Es gran tesoro su amor;
Deja que llene tu alma,
Dale a Jesús lo mejor.

Letra: Howard B. Grose
Música: Charlotte A. Barnard, 1864

I SURRENDER ALL
Singer: Oscar Mata
Music played by Freddy Popol

All to Jesus, I surrender,
All to Him I freely give;
I will ever love and trust Him,
In His presence daily live.

I surrender all,
I surrender all,
All to Thee, my blessed Saviour,
I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender,
Humbly at His feet I bow;
Worldly pleasures all forsaken,
Take me, Jesus, take me now.

All to Jesus, I surrender,
Make me, Saviour, wholly Thine;
Let me feel the Holy Spirit,
Truly know that Thou art mine.

All to Jesus, I surrender,
Lord, I give myself to Thee;
Fill me with Thy love and power,
Let Thy blessing fall on me.

Words by Judson W. Van DeVentere, 1896 - Music by Winfield S. Weeden, 1896

GOD BE WITH YOU
Sung by Oscar Mata
Played by Freddy Popol

God be with you till we meet again,
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you,
God be with you till we meet again.

Till we meet, till we meet,
Till we meet at Jesus’ feet,
Till we meet, till we meet,
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again,
Neath His wings protecting hide you,
Daily manna still provide you,
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again,
When life’s perils thick confound you,
Put His arms unfailing round you,
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
Keep love’s banner floating o’er you,
Smite death’s threatening wave before you,
God be with you till we meet again.

Words by Jeremiah E. Rankin - Music by William G. Tomer, 1880

NEARER, MY GOD, TO THEE
Sung by Oscar Mata
Played by Freddy Popol

Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
E’en though it be a cross that raiseth me,
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee.
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!

Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,
Darkness be over me, my rest a stone.
Yet in my dreams I’d be nearer, my God to Thee.
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!

There let the way appear, steps unto Heav’n;
All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given;
Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee.
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!

Words by Sara F. Adams
Music by Lowell Mason, 1856

NEARER, STILL NEARER

Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Savior so precious Thou art!
Fold me, oh, fold me close to Thy breast,
//Shelter me safe in that haven of rest.//

Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Naught as an off’ring to Jesus, my King;
Only my sinful, now contrite heart,
//Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart.//

Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine!
Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign,
All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride,
//Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified.//

Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last,
Till safe in glory my anchor is cast;
Thro’ endless ages ever to be
//Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee.//

Words and Music by C. H. Morris, 1898

THERE’S A STRANGER AT THE DOOR

There’s a Stranger at the door,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
He has been there oft before,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
Let Him in, ere He is gone;
Let Him in, the Holy One,
Jesus Christ the Father’s Son,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

Open now to Him your heart,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
If you wait He will depart,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
Let Him in, He is your Friend;
He your soul will sure defend,
He will keep you to the end,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

Hear you now His loving voice?
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
Now, oh, now make Him your choice,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
He is standing at your door;
Joy to you He will restore,
And His Name you will adore,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

Words by Jonathan B. Atchinson
Music by Edwin O. Excell