Jesus Kens It A'

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: by Duncan M'Neil
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Sometimes I wonder whit’s gaen wrang, my sins appear sae black;
And tho’ I struggle tae forget, they aye keep coming back
But there’s always pow'r in Jesu’s blood tae wash my sins awa’
An’ I ken whitever doots may come, that Jesus kens it a’

Chorus:
There’s no a tear ye ever shed, tho’ silently it fa’
There’s no a sorrow ye gang thro’ but Jesus kens it a’

Some days I canna sing a note, my lips refuse tae speak
Some secret sorrow breaks my heart and tears rin doon my cheek
But I daurna tell it tae a soul, I’d raither thole awa’
For there’s sweetest comfort in the thocht that Jesus kens it a’

When times are hard an siller’s scarce an' hungry bairnies greet
When I hae struggl'd hard an sair tae gar the twa ends meet
Oh! It’s no aye pride that mak’s me hide the tears that fast doonfa’
But its just the thocht I’m no' my lane, for Jesus kens it a’

He’ll Dry A' Yer Tears

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: by P Smith
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When burdens oppress ye, when trials distress ye
When naethin' but sorrow an' anguish appears
There’s Ane kens yer crosses, yer pains an' yer losses
Hae patience an’ Jesus will dry a’ yer tears

Chorus
He’ll dry a' yer tears, dispel a’ yer fears
Wi’ kindness an' comfort an' love that aye cheers
When trials o’er take ye, He winna forsake ye
Hae patience an' Jesus will dry a’ yer tears

Whatever may ail ye, be shair He’ll no fail ye
There’s nae yin sae faithfu’ when trouble appears
Ye’ll aye hae Him near ye, tae comfort an' cheer ye
Hae patience an' Jesus will dry a’ yer tears

When heart-sair an' weary, when days dark an’ dreary
Bring naethin’ but sorrow an’ sighin’ an’ fears
When death has bereft ye, an' lov’d ones hae left ye
Hae patience an' Jesus will dry a’ yer tears

Saved an' Happy Noo

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: by Duncan M'Neil
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I min’ the time, I min’ it fine
When my heart it was so sad
No matter whit I tried to do,
I couldna' make it glad
But there has been a change
An’ my heart is brimmin’ fu’
An’ I’m very very glad to tell ye freens,
I’m saved an happy noo
Oh I’m very very glad to tell ye freens,
I’m saved an happy noo

I’ve had my ups an’ doons freens,
An’ my shares o’ smiles an tears
Just like yersels, I’ve had my trials,
My times o’ doots an' fears
But through the days o’ darkness,
My Saviour’s aye been true
An’ I’m very very glad to tell ye freens,
I’m saved an happy noo
Oh I’m very very glad to tell ye freens,
I’m saved an happy noo

The Best Freen o’ A’

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: Harmonized by DM Thomson
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I mind when I used tae ha'e a lot o warldly freens
When I had lots to gi'e them, ye a’ ken whit that means
But when I needed help frae them, my freens wad melt awa’
But noo I’ve got the Saviour, He’s the best freen o’ a’

Chorus
Oh! Glory to His name, He is aye the same
Tho’ earthly freens and freenships melt awa’
I can aye depend on Him, to gang thro’ thick and thin
For I ha'e proved that Jesus is the best freen o’ a’

I grew weary o’ my sins, I longed for peace and rest
Yet ne’er a freen could help me, my soul was sore distressed
Then Jesus took me to Himsel’, my sins He washed awa’
An’ noo I’m gaun to heaven wi’ the best freen o’ a’

Ev'ry earthly freen ye ha'e some day maun leave your side
When God shall send His message to cross death’s swelling tide
The only freen to help ye then, to drive yer fears awa
Is Jesus who has died for you, the best freen o’ a’

Jesus shed His precious blood to make my soul secure
His blessed word has said it and that’s what makes me sure
And whit the Saviour did for me, He’ll dae for you an’ a
So come awa to Jesus, He’s the best freen o’ a’

I’m Satisfied with Jesus

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: Harmonized by Lizzie Thomson
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I yince wis as fond o’ the world as you,
I wis a stranger to Jesus!
But life has become entirely new,
Since I trusted Jesus!
I wis a stranger but He took me in
Naked, He clothed me and saved me from sin
Oh! What a treasure I’ve found in Him
I’m satisfied wi' Jesus

Chorus:
I’m satisfied wi' Jesus – He’s all the world tae me
I never never had a freen hauf sae kind as He
I came tae Him the slave o’ sin – His power has made me free
I ken He’ll do the same for you as whit He’s dune for me

I used to be fond o taking a drink
I wis a stranger tae Jesus!
But on my ways I began to think
And turned my feet tae Jesus!
Then God let me see, so clear and plain
The water of life was as free as rain
I’ll never go back to the pub again
I’m satisfied wi' Jesus

I searched for pleasure and joy everywhere
I was a stranger to Jesus!
Many a time my he'rt was sair
Until I trusted Jesus!
The pleasures of sin, they flee so fast
For God’s Word tells us they canna' last
But oh! Whit a sting when the pleasure’s past!
I’m gled I’m trusting Jesus

The world it can never satisfy
If you’re a stranger to Jesus!
There’s something for which your soul will cry,
Man do you know it’s Jesus?
The devil for years has blinded your eyes,
He says when you’re sav'd all your pleasure dies
But glory to God, I know that’s all lies!
I’m happy trusting Jesus.

In Spite o them A’

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: by Duncan M'Neil
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Poor sinner altho’ ye hae much to regret,
And many a sin that ye canna’ forget
The Saviour can make ye as white as the snaw
For Jesus still loves ye in spite o' it a’

Chorus
In spite o’ them a’, aye in spite o’ them a’
The Saviour still loves ye in spite o’ them a’
Tho’ the whole world despise ye and turn ye awa’
Jesus loves ye, still loves ye, in spite o’them a’

Your sins may be high as the clouds in the sky
And number as many as sands on the shore
But God will forgive and as long as ye live
Transgressions and sins He’ll remember no more

When weary and lanely and heart-sair and sad
When sin and its pleasures can ne’er make ye glad
When others forsake ye or drive ye awa’
The Saviour still loves ye in spite o’ them a’

The thocht o' yer mither brings tears to yer e'e
Ye still mind the nichts when ye knelt by her knee
It’s lang since ye left her, she’s maybe awa’
But Jesus still loves ye, in spite o’ it a’

There’s Nane Like Jesus

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: Adapted & arranged by W Hislop
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The world hauds oot its joys, its wee bit tinsel toys
And tries its best to captivate and please us
But to me it’s a' in vain, Sin can ne’er charm again
For a’ my hope and a’ my trust’s in Jesus

Chorus
Jesus! Jesus! O’er land and sea there’s nane to me like Jesus
For He’s ta’en my sins awa', and He’s wash'd me white as snaw
And a’ my hope an a’ my trust’s in Jesus

The floo’ers that smell sae sweet, a’ wither at oor feet
The freens we lo’e sae weel they dee and leave us
But glory to His name! there’s ane wha’s aye the same
He never dees, He never leaves, it’s Jesus

To sit in lordly state, to rank amang earth’s great
And court the smile o’ ilka ane that sees us
To some joy may impart, but oh! this longing heart
Would aye in 'heavenly places' sit wi’ Jesus

We’ll work till day is dune, for nicht comes on fu’ sune
Nae mair the things o’ earth will vex or grieve us
For we’re going bye and bye, tae meet Him in the sky
And there for aye in bliss we’ll be wi’ Jesus

Tak A’ Your Cares to Jesus

Provided by: Pastor Peter Smith, Ballymena Elim Church
Source: “Duncan M’Neil’s Hymn Book”, Pickering & Inglis
Date: Circa 1930
Tune: by Duncan M'Neil
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I’m gaun to tell a story that’s aulder than the hills
Yet ev'ry time I tell it my he'rt wi' joy aye fills
It's aboot the blessed Saviour, who died an' rose again
An' He bids me bring a’ my cares to Him
An' He wants you to do the same

Chorus:
Tak' a' your cares to Jesus, He cares for you;
When the trials o' life press hard, He will tak' ye through
Whatever else may fail ye, On Him ye may depend;
An' ye’ll never ha'e a cross to bear but He’ll tak' the heavy end

There’s yae thing o' this story, although it is not new
I’ve never met the critic that prov'd it wisna true
It has stood the test o’ ages – ‘twill staun as long again;
For the Saviour said “I am He that was dead,
And I live evermore to reign.”

Oh! Sinner, are ye burdened, an’ weary wi your sin?
Well Jesus can relieve ye, jist come awa' to Him.
Many years He’s tried to win ye – oh heed His pleading voice
Heaven’s bells will ring, an’ the ransom’d host sing
An' the angels in Heav'n rejoice