I have Found a Hidden Fountain

I wrote this song a couple of weeks ago. I actually originally wrote the music to “O the Deep Deep Love of Jesus”. I have always liked the tune of that hymn but I have also felt that those lyrics could be heard differently and maybe even some of the lyrical imagery blossom more if put to something a little less like a Russian submarine song. However, after practicing Thursday night for Sunday morning it became apparent that I could not mess with this classic hymn without being a complete distraction for most of the people that heard it. So, after being encouraged by my friends Elyce and Kipp, I went back and wrote new lyrics to go with the music that I had written. I was actually glad that I had to go back to the drawing board because it led me to spend time with the Lord and thinking of the way that he works in my life.

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Vocals: Nathan Partain, Kyle Ragsdale
Banjo: Kyle Edgell
Washboard: Elyce Elder
Fiddle: Kipp Normand
Harmonica: Jeremy Grimmer
Bass: Joel Chodakowski
Bass Drum/Percussion: Brian Allee

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I have Found a Hidden Fountain       (listen)     (chords) 

I have found a hidden fountain, that is running o’er with peace,
And it satisfies my thirsting, and it brings me to my knees.
Now at last, I’ve known refreshing; now I’ve drunk my fill of Truth.
He is sweet and good and loving, and He makes me all brand new.

I have found a flooding river, it has cut a path so deep.
It has washed out all my boundaries, and uprooted all my trees.
No, I cannot fight its current, it never fails and never yields
He keeps pushing, bending, breaking until all my soul is healed.

I have found a fearsome mountain, will not move and cannot fall,
In its strength I am so fragile, in its shadow I’m so small.
I have laid in cracks and caverns, touched his hands and felt his side.
All that power, rent to save me, Oh, I give him all my life.

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Sweet Hour of Prayer

I rewrote this William Walford hymn (1845) last month. I have been working on this hymn for a while and have a number of mediocre versions of it. Something keeps drawing me back to these lyrics. When I first turned my whole heart to Jesus in 1997, my relationship with God was defined by constant intimate prayer. Lying face down on my bed in prayer to talk to my Lord was like coming home to the only place I wanted to be in the whole world….at the feet of Jesus. This hymn reminds me of the sweetness that I have known and that I still taste each day as I walk in relationship with God.

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Vocals: Nathan Partain, Rebekah Osborn
Cello: Chad Davis
Viola: Ashley Overley
Violin: Laura Davis

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Sweet Hour of Prayer       (listen)     (chords)

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me out from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne,
To make all of my wants and my wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare, By thy return!

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
All the joys I feel, O the bliss I share,
Those anxious hearts whose spirits burn,
With the strongest desires for thy return!
With such I would, run to the place,
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there, and wait for thee
Oh how I long to be with you where you are.
Oh how I long to be with you…

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
How thy wings shall all my petition bear
Unto Him whose truth and whose faithfulness,
Shall engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He has bid me seek His face,
Believe His Word and to trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care, And wait for thee
Oh how I long to be with you where you are.
Oh how I long to be with you where….

You are always listening so intently,
You are always calling out, in deep of deep
You are always whispering so gently,
You are always tending to all I need.
You are always offering your love for me,
You are always intricately governing.
You are always closer than I’d dare to dream,
You are always there waiting.

 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! How I long to remain and be with you where you are.