Open up
Let it flow now
Open up
Out of the mundane
To where I’m ordained
For things that were made
Were made from things unseen
There are realms of glory
For my world to see
Dimensions found only
In Jesus Christ the Son
Channels of my spirit
Open up
I am with the Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up
Channels of my spirit
Open up
I am with the Father
Open up ayaya
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up open up
Let the river flow now
Out of the mundane
To where I’m ordained
For things that were made
Were made from things unseen
There are realms of glory
That my world should see
Dimensions found only
In Jesus Christ the Son heyy
Channels of my spirit
Open up
I am with the Father
Open up ayayaya
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up hey hey hey hey hey hey
Channels of my spirit
Open up open up now now
I am with the Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up somebody lift your voice and say
Channels of my spirit
Open up hey hey hey hey
Because I am with the Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up
Somebody lift your hands and say with me channels of my spirit
Open up
Because I am with the Father
Open up oh oh oh oh
No boundaries no limits
Open up hey hey hey hey hey
Let deep call unto deep
Open up
Somebody lift your hands say out of my belly shall flow
Rivers of living water
Out of my belly shall flow
Out of my belly shall flow
Rivers of living water
Let deep call unto deep
Lift your voice and begin to speak in tongues
Let it flow flow flow
No boundaries no limits
Somebody say Amen Lord
Channels of my spirit
Open up ayayayaya
Because I am with the Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up heyy
And let deep call unto deep
Open up one more time say with me now
Channels of my spirit
Open up
I am with the Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up
Let it flow flow flow
Let it flow flow flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Out of my belly shall flow
Rivers of living
Let the river
Let the river flow
Somebody say let the river flow
Put your hands on your tummy and declare let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Somebody say let the river flow
And let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let it break forth ever than let it break forth
Let the river flow let the river flow
Let the river flow let the river flow
Let the river flow let the river flow
Let the river flow
Out of my belly shall flow rivers of
Let the river flow
Out of my belly shall flow rivers of
Let the river flow
Let the river flow flow flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow flow flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow flow flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow flow flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow
Let the river flow let the river flow
Let the river flow let the river flow
Let the river flow let the river flow
Let the river flow
Somebody sat channels of my spirit
Open up eh eh
I am with Your Father
Open up hey eh eh
No boundaries no limits
Open up one more time somebody declare
Let deep call unto deep
Open up one more time everybody say
Channels of my spirit
Open up hey eh eh
I am with Your Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let my deep call unto your deep
Open up
Channels of my spirit
Open up
I am with Your Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up
Let the river flow
My one need’s to see Jesus
The need to feel Jesus
Because I’m the extension of His Hands
I’m the extension of His Hands
I’m the carrier of Grace
i am I’m the carrier of Grace heyy
Nations are inside of me
Open up open up
Destinies are inside of me
Open up open up
Oooopen up
Out of the mundane
To where I’m ordained
For things that were made
Were made from things unseen
There are realms of glory
For my world to see
Dimensions found only
In Jesus Christ the Son
Channels of my spirit
I am with the Father
Open up
No boundaries no limits
Open up
Let deep call unto deep
Open up
Let it open now
As I look on the cross and I behold my Savior there
And I heard a voice saying it is finished
And I cry and shout oh Lord forgive me my sins
Behold I heard a voice saying it is finished go home and sin no more
As I look on the cross and I behold my Savior there
And I heard a voice saying it is finished
And I cry and shout oh Lord forgive me my sins
Behold I heard a voice saying it is finished go home and sin no more
As I look on the cross and I behold my Savior there
And I heard a voice saying it is finished
And I cry and shout oh Lord forgive me my sins
Behold I heard a voice saying it is finished go home and sin no more
As I look on the cross and I behold my Savior there
And I heard a voice saying it is finished
And I cry and shout oh Lord forgive me my sins
Behold I heard a voice saying it is finished go home and sin no more
As I look on the cross and I behold my Savior there
And I heard a voice saying it is finished
And I cry and shout my Lord forgive me my sins
Behold I heard a voice saying it is finished go home and sin no more
As I look on the cross and I behold my Savior there
And I heard a voice saying it is finished
And I cry and shout oh Lord forgive me my sins
Behold I heard a voice saying it is finished go home and sin no more.
It pays to serve Jesus, I speak from my heart,
He’ll always be with us, if we do our part
There’s naught in this wide world can pleasure afford;
There’s peace and contentment in serving the Lord.
CHORUS
I love Him far better than in days of yore
I’ll serve Him more truly than ever before,
I’ll do as He bids me, whatever the cost,
I’ll be a true soldier, I’ll die at my post.
And oft when I’m tempted to turn from the track,
I think of my Saviour, my mind wanders back
To the place where they nailed Him on Calvary’s tree.
I heard a voice saying, “I suffered for thee.”
A place I remember where I was set free,
‘Twas where I found pardon, a heaven to me.
There Jesus spoke sweetly to my weary soul,
My sins were forgiven, He made my heart whole.
How rich is the blessing the world cannot give,
I’m satisfied fully for Jesus to live;
Though friends may forsake me and trial arise,
I am trusting Jesus, His love never dies.
There is no one like Jesus can cheer me today.
His love and His kindness can ne’er fade away,
In winter and summer, in sunshine and rain,
His love and affection are always the same.
Will you have this blessing that Jesus bestows,
A free full salvation from sin’s bitter throes?
O come to the Saviour, to Calvary flee,
The fountain is opened, is flowing for thee.
1
Lord, speak to me that I may speak
in living echoes of your tone.
As you have sought, so let me seek
your erring children, lost and lone.
2
O lead me, Lord, that I may lead
the wandering and the wavering feet.
O feed me, Lord, that I may feed
your hungering ones with manna sweet.
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3
O teach me, Lord, that I may teach
the precious truths which you impart.
And wing my words that they may reach
the hidden depths of many a heart.
4
O fill me with your fullness, Lord,
until my very heart o’erflow
in kindling thought and glowing word,
your love to tell, your praise to show.
5
O use me, Lord, use even me,
just as you will, and when, and where
until your blessed face I see,
your rest, your joy, your glory share.
Short Name: Frances R. Havergal
Full Name: Havergal, Frances Ridley, 1836-1879
Birth Year: 1836
Death Year: 1879
Havergal, Frances Ridley, daughter of the Rev. W. H. Havergal, was born at Astley, Worcestershire, Dec. 14, 1836. Five years later her father removed to the Rectory of St. Nicholas, Worcester. In August, 1850, she entered Mrs. Teed’s school, whose influence over her was most beneficial. In the following year she says, “I committed my soul to the Saviour, and earth and heaven seemed brighter from that moment.” A short sojourn in Germany followed, and on her return she was confirmed in Worcester Cathedral, July 17, 1853. In 1860 she left Worcester on her father resigning the Rectory of St. Nicholas, and resided at different periods in Leamington, and at Caswall Bay, Swansea, broken by visits to Switzerland, Scotland, and North Wales. She died at Caswall Bay, Swansea, June 3, 1879.
Miss Havergal’s scholastic acquirements were extensive, embracing several modern languages, together with Greek and Hebrew. She does not occupy, and did not claim for herself, a prominent place as a poet, but by her distinct individuality she carved out a niche which she alone could fill. Simply and sweetly she sang the love of God, and His way of salvation. To this end, and for this object, her whole life and all her powers were consecrated. She lives and speaks in every line of her poetry. Her poems are permeated with the fragrance of her passionate love of Jesus.
Her religious views and theological bias are distinctly set forth in her poems, and may be described as mildly Calvinistic, without the severe dogmatic tenet of reprobation. The burden of her writings is a free and full salvation, through the Redeemer’s merits, for every sinner who will receive it, and her life was devoted to the proclamation of this truth by personal labours, literary efforts, and earnest interest in Foreign Missions.
[Rev. James Davidson, B.A.]
Miss Havergal’s hymns were frequently printed by J. & R. Parlane as leaflets, and by Caswell & Co. as ornamental cards. They were gathered together from time to time and published in her works as follows:—
(1) Ministry of Song, 1869; (2) Twelve Sacred Songs for Little Singers, 1870; (3) Under the Surface, 1874; (4) Loyal Responses, 1878; (5) Life Mosaic, 1879; (6) Life Chords, 1880; (7) Life Echoes, 1883.
About 15 of the more important of Miss Havergal’s hymns, including “Golden harps are sounding,” “I gave my life for thee,” “Jesus, Master, Whose I am,” “Lord, speak to me,” “O Master, at Thy feet,” “Take my life and let it be,” “Tell it out among the heathen,” &c, are annotated under their respective first lines. The rest, which are in common use, number nearly 50. These we give, together with dates and places of composition, from the Havergal mss. [manuscript], and the works in which they were published. Those, and they are many, which were printed in Parlane’s Series of Leaflets are distinguished as (P., 1872, &c), and those in Caswell’s series (C., 1873, &c).
E no go matter who i run to
E no go matter who i call
E no go matter who i follow
If no be you wey tin ifo do
You be god you no be man
Your word na true you no dey lie
For my matter you no dey rest at all at all
I give you all the glory
I give you all the praise
Omanmana you idey praise
I worship at your feet
I bow before your throne
Alagbadainana you idey praise
Adagba ma pkarooye
Na you idey praise (x3)
E no go matter who i run to
If no be you na where i for dey
E no go matter who i follow
If no be you wey tin ifo do
You be god you no be man
Your word na true you no dey lie
For my matter you no dey rest at all at all
I give you all the glory
I give you all the praise
Omanmana you idey praise
I worship at your feet
I bow before your throne
Alagbadainana you idey praise
Adagba ma pkarooye
Na you idey praise (x3) na you idey praise (res x3)
You be god you no be man
Your word na true you no dey lie
Ancient of days you no dey die
Na you be master forever for life
As you dey talk na so e dey happen
A you promise na so you go do am
I go praise you forever and ever
I go praise you forever and ever
You be god you no be man
Your word na true you no dey lie
Na you be actor you no dey die
At all at all ooo
I give you all the glory
I give you all the praise
Omanmana you idey praise
I worship at your feet
I bow before your throne
Alagbadainana you idey praise
Adagba ma pkarooye
Na you idey praise (x3) na you idey praise (res x3)
