Apology

Wow, the last couple months have been busy ones for us! And when we finally found a few free minutes in our day, our external sound card disappeared. We are trying to work on resolving this so we can get some more music up and running. In the meantime, it was brought to our attention that our players were not working. Tony will be trying to take care of that as soon as he gets some down time while on Christmas vacation next week. The radio works with four songs at the present time. We apologize for any inconvenience and hope that you will make a note to check back after the first of the year for some new hymns!

Jesus Is All I Need

When I am burdened, or weary and sad,
Jesus is all I need.
Never He fails to uplift and make glad,
Jesus is all I need.

All that I need He will always be,
All that I need till His face I see,
All that I need through eternity,
Jesus is all I need.


When I am tempted and fear I may fall,
Jesus is all I need.
He never fails to respond to my call,
Jesus is all I need.


All that I need He will always be,
All that I need till His face I see,
All that I need through eternity,
Jesus is all I need.


When thro' the valley He calls me to go,
Jesus is all I need.
He will be with me to cheer me, I know,
Jesus is all I need.


All that I need He will always be,
All that I need till His face I see,
All that I need through eternity,
Jesus is all I need.

Thank You for Your Patience

We apologize for disappearing without notice. Our lives have been turned upside down with the passing of both of Sara's parents within 101 days of each other. We have two songs in queue and hope to get back on track soon. In the meantime, we hope you enjoy the radio feature and be sure to check out our special offer in the side column. Again, thanks so much for your patience during this difficult time.

I'm Pressing On

Rejoicing on my way to the home above,
I'm pressing, I'm pressing;
Anticipating joys in that land of love,
I'm pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.

I'm pressing, I'm pressing
Tow'rd the city grand,
Led by Jesus' hand.
I'm pressing, I am pressing,
I am pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.


Rejecting ev'rything that would bid me stay,
I'm pressing, I'm pressing;
Depending on God's help ev'ry hour and day,
I'm pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.

I'm pressing, I'm pressing
Tow'rd the city grand,
Led by Jesus' hand.
I'm pressing, I am pressing,
I am pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.


The King requireth haste, so along life's way,
I'm pressing, I'm pressing;
Assured of finding rest at the close of day,
I'm pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.

I'm pressing, I'm pressing
Tow'rd the city grand,
Led by Jesus' hand.
I'm pressing, I am pressing,
I am pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.

I'm pressing, I'm pressing
Tow'rd the city grand,
Led by Jesus' hand.
I'm pressing, I am pressing,
I am pressing tow'rd the Glory Land.

Is Not This the Land of Beulah?

I am dwelling on the mountain,
Where the golden sunlight gleams
O’er a land whose wondrous beauty
Far exceeds my fondest dreams;
Where the air is pure, ethereal,
Laden with the breath of flow’rs,
They are blooming by the fountain,
’Neath the amaranthine bow’rs.

Is not this the land of Beulah?
Blessed, blessed land of light,
Where the flowers bloom forever,
And the sun is always bright!


I can see far down the mountain,
Where I wandered weary years,
Often hindered in my journey
By the ghosts of doubts and fears;
Broken vows and disappointments
Thickly sprinkled all the way,
But the Spirit led, unerring,
To the land I hold today.

Is not this the land of Beulah?
Blessed, blessed land of light,
Where the flowers bloom forever,
And the sun is always bright!


Tell me not of heavy crosses,
Nor of burdens hard to bear,
For I’ve found this great salvation
Makes each burden light appear;
And I love to follow Jesus,
Gladly counting all but dross,
Worldly honors all forsaking
For the glory of the cross.

Is not this the land of Beulah?
Blessed, blessed land of light,
Where the flowers bloom forever,
And the sun is always bright!

Is not this the land of Beulah?
Blessed, blessed land of light,
Where the flowers bloom forever,
And the sun is always bright!

A New Touch of Fire

For a fresh anointing, Lord, for service
Come we now in Jesus’ precious name;
For the blessed Pentecostal fullness,
Every heart with heav’nly love aflame.

Send a new touch of fire on our souls, Lord,
Send it now, Lord, send it now, Lord;
Touch our lips today with the living coals,
Send a new touch of fire on our souls.


Bringing all we have in consecration
As a living sacrifice for Thee;
Trusting for an uttermost salvation,
Jesus’ precious blood our only plea.

Send a new touch of fire on our souls, Lord,
Send it now, Lord, send it now, Lord;
Touch our lips today with the living coals,
Send a new touch of fire on our souls.


Let the great Refiner throughly purge us,
Purify our hearts like as by fire;
While for all the sanctifying fullness
Here our waiting, longing hearts aspire.

Send a new touch of fire on our souls, Lord,
Send it now, Lord, send it now, Lord;
Touch our lips today with the living coals,
Send a new touch of fire on our souls.

Jesus, I'll Go Through With Thee

I have made my choice forever;
I will walk with Christ my Lord.
Naught from Him my soul can sever
While I'm trusting in His Word.
I the lonely ways have taken,
Rough and toilsome though it be;
And although despised, forsaken,
Jesus I'll go through with Thee.

Though the earth may rock and tremble,
Though the sun may hide its face,
Though my foes may be strong and ruthless,
Still I dare to trust Thy grace.
Though the cross my path o'ershadow,
Thou didst bear it once for me.
And whate'er the pain or peril,
Jesus, I'll go through with Thee.

When the conflict here is ended,
And the weary journey done;
When the last grim foe is conquered,
And the final victory won;
When the pearly gates swing open,
And an entrance full and free
Shall be granted to the victors,
Jesus, I'll go through with Thee.

Though the cross my path o'ershadow,
Thou didst bear it once for me.
And whate'er the pain or peril,
Jesus, I'll go through with Thee.