Lamps Trimmed And Burning by Eden R. Latta

Let your lamps be trimmed and burning,
Lest your feet may go astray!
If you are the Lord’s disciple,
Unto sinners show the way!

We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
At the midnight hour;
If our lamps are trimmed and burning,
When He cometh, when He cometh,
At the midnight hour!

Let your lamps be trimmed and burning,
Let there be of oil no lack!
Be not like the foolish virgins,
From the entrance driven back!

We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
At the midnight hour;
If our lamps are trimmed and burning,
When He cometh, when He cometh,
At the midnight hour!

Let your lamps be trimmed and burning,
Burning for eternity!
Ready for the Lord’s appearing,
Whensoever it may be!

We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
At the midnight hour;
If our lamps are trimmed and burning,
When He cometh, when He cometh,
At the midnight hour!

Let your lamps be trimmed and burning,
For the midnight draweth near!
When the Bridegroom quickly cometh,
And we all His voice shall hear!

We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
We’ll go out with joy to meet Him,
At the midnight hour;
If our lamps are trimmed and burning,
When He cometh, when He cometh,
At the midnight hour!

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Bright Glory To Come by Eden R. Latta

Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard Nor hath the fancy portrayed,
What the dear Lord hath in reserve,
If His commands are obeyed.

We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come;
We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come.

Mansions of joy, ages ago,
Jesus the Master foretold;
They are for us, just as they were
For the disciples of old.

We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come;
We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come.

Pilgrims are we, seeking to find,
Regions than Canaan more fair;
Heav’n is our home, over the tide,
Where is no sorrow or care.

We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come;
We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come.

Loved ones are there, torn from us here,
We their dear faces shall see;
Never farewell then shall be said,
Never a parting shall be.

We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come;
We shall wander no more, but on the bright shore,
We’ll share in that home the glory to come.

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Give Me Thine Heart! by Eden R. Latta

Wherever we may go, by night or day,
A loving voice within doth gently say:
"My son, from every way of sin depart;
Be Satan’s slave no more, give Me thy heart!"

"Give Me thy heart, give me thy heart;
O weary, wandering child, give Me thy heart."

Slight not that voice so kind, but gladly hear,
And choose the Lord today, while He is near;
He will His pardoning love to thee impart,
Oh, hear Him calling still, "Give Me thy heart!"

"Give Me thy heart, give me thy heart;
O weary, wandering child, give Me thy heart."

We may have chosen long from Him to roam,
Yet He will welcome us, if we but come;
Oh, may we not delay, but quickly start—
While Jesus sayeth still, "Give Me thy heart!"

"Give Me thy heart, give me thy heart;
O weary, wandering child, give Me thy heart."

This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Eden R. Latta and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.

Green Pastures by Eden R. Latta

Green pastures for the lambs,
The tender of the flock:
No poisonous plant is there,
And there no barren rock.
There, no discordant notes
Can fall upon the ear;
And words of peace and love
The timid heart will cheer.

Green pastures, green pastures,
Dear children, for you,
The world is a desert,
Its pleasures untrue;
Green pastures, green pastures,
Oh, do not delay.
Come, children, dear children,
And enter today.

Green pastures for the lambs,
So innocent and sweet,
No foes to do them harm,
No pitfalls for their feet,
Beside the waters still,
Contented they may stray;
No chilling frost by night,
No burning heat by day.

Green pastures, green pastures,
Dear children, for you,
The world is a desert,
Its pleasures untrue;
Green pastures, green pastures,
Oh, do not delay.
Come, children, dear children,
And enter today.

Green pastures for the lambs,
The little children all;
For whom the Savior died,
To save them from the fall;
There lessons, good and wise,
On every page are found,
To fit the youthful soul,
To dwell on heav’nly ground.

Green pastures, green pastures,
Dear children, for you,
The world is a desert,
Its pleasures untrue;
Green pastures, green pastures,
Oh, do not delay.
Come, children, dear children,
And enter today.

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He Is Risen by Eden R. Latta

In the dim and early morning,
As the day begins to dawn,
To the sepulcher approaching,
Loving hearts are drawing on.

He is risen as He said;
He is risen from the dead;
He is risen as He said,
Risen, risen from the dead.

They are seeking for the Savior
In the dampness and the gloom;
But He slumbers there no longer;
They approach an empty tomb.

He is risen as He said;
He is risen from the dead;
He is risen as He said,
Risen, risen from the dead.

Oh, how sadly do they question,
As in sorrow on they stray!
But behold the shining angel,
He has rolled the rock away!

He is risen as He said;
He is risen from the dead;
He is risen as He said,
Risen, risen from the dead.

Weep no more, ye sad disciples,
Your Redeemer ye shall see;
He is risen as He promised;
Seek for Him in Galilee.

He is risen as He said;
He is risen from the dead;
He is risen as He said,
Risen, risen from the dead.

This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Eden R. Latta and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.

Our Risen Savior! by Eden R. Latta

To the tomb so chill and lonely,
Friendly hands the Savior bore;
When His foes had crucified Him,
And when they could mock no more,
Then a guard of Roman soldiers
By the spot were made to stay,
Lest, they said, that His disciples
Should His body take away!

Mighty Savior! We adore Thee,
We Thy resurrection own;
We will love, and we will serve Thee,
We will make Thy goodness known.

Jesus had to His disciples
Clearly His own death foretold;
And that death had power only
For three days His form to hold;
And just when the time was ended,
Lo! new life the Savior found,
And the soldiers all were frightened,
And like dead men fell around.

Mighty Savior! We adore Thee,
We Thy resurrection own;
We will love, and we will serve Thee,
We will make Thy goodness known.

Jesus has in truth arisen,
He was seen to many eyes;
And He lives, our mediator,
In the heav’nly paradise;
We shall live because He liveth,
We shall see His blessèd face,
Thro’ the flight of endless ages,
Sinners saved by matchless grace.

Mighty Savior! We adore Thee,
We Thy resurrection own;
We will love, and we will serve Thee,
We will make Thy goodness known.

This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Eden R. Latta and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.

Speed The Gospel On by Eden R. Latta

See the heathen o’er the sea,
To their idols bending low;
Thither with its power divine,
Let the blessèd Gospel go!

Speed it on, speed it on;
Let salvation’s morning dawn!
Speed the blessèd Gospel on,
Till the darkness is all gone.

They have never, never heard
Of that better home above;
Let them hear the story told,
Of the Savior’s dying love!

Speed it on, speed it on;
Let salvation’s morning dawn!
Speed the blessèd Gospel on,
Till the darkness is all gone.

As we hear it, o’er and o’er,
How our hearts with gladness swell!
Speed it to the farthest shore
Where the wretched heathen dwell!

Speed it on, speed it on;
Let salvation’s morning dawn!
Speed the blessèd Gospel on,
Till the darkness is all gone.

Give a little, every one;
Freely give where much is thine;
’Mid the gloom of sorrow’s night,
Let the blessèd Gospel shine!

Speed it on, speed it on;
Let salvation’s morning dawn!
Speed the blessèd Gospel on,
Till the darkness is all gone.

This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Eden R. Latta and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.