The Lighthouse Quartet

Songs & Albums

Here are the songs we have done so far, but haven't been put in albums. If you put your mouse on "Songs & Albums" above, you'll get a list of our albums. If you click on the album title, you will get a list of public domain songs that were included on that album.

Feel free to listen and download the songs. That's why they are here. All we ask is that you do not use our songs in your projects unless we have the right to affirm that we are walking in the same spiritual direction.

Press the "Play" button to listen to the song	Right click the link to download the mp3 file.	Comments
	What a Friend we Have In Jesus	What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear; What a privilege to carry, everything to God in prayer; Oh, what peace we often forfeit, oh, what pain we often bear; All because we do not carry, everything to God in prayer.
	Abide with Me	The haunting hymn from Henry F Lyte. The piano solo was done by Katie Cole. Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide. The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail And comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me!
	Why Not Now?	Why not now, why not now? Why not come to Jesus now?
	Happy Birthday to the King	Happy birthday to the King, It's Jesus' day and we're celebrating; He gave His life for me, with great suffering, So I sing, 'Happy birthday to the King!
	Sweet Hour of Prayer	Sweet Hour of Prayer, Sweet Hour of Prayer! That calls me from a world of care And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known
	Cleanse Me	Search me O God, and know my heart today; Try me, O Saviour, Know my thoughts, I pray: See if there be some wicked way in me: Cleanse me from ev'ry sin and set me free.
	The Old Fashioned Way	They call me old-fashioned because I believe That the Bible is God’s holy Word, That Jesus, who lived among men long ago, Is divine, and the Christ of God.
	There is a Fountain Filled With Blood	There is a Fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins. And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains! Good news!
	Who at the Door is Standing?	Who at my door is standing? Patiently drawing near? Entrance within demanding? Whose is the voice I hear? Sweetly the tones are falling: "Open the door for me! If thou wilt heed my calling, I will abide with thee."

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Happy Birthday to the King

Happy birthday to the King, It's Jesus' day and we're celebrating; He gave His life for me, with great suffering, So I sing, 'Happy birthday to the King!

Sweet Hour of Prayer

Sweet Hour of Prayer, Sweet Hour of Prayer! That calls me from a world of care And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known

Cleanse Me

Search me O God, and know my heart today; Try me, O Saviour, Know my thoughts, I pray: See if there be some wicked way in me: Cleanse me from ev'ry sin and set me free.

The Old Fashioned Way

They call me old-fashioned because I believe That the Bible is God’s holy Word, That Jesus, who lived among men long ago, Is divine, and the Christ of God.

There is a Fountain Filled With Blood

There is a Fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins. And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains! Good news!

Who at the Door is Standing?

Who at my door is standing? Patiently drawing near? Entrance within demanding? Whose is the voice I hear? Sweetly the tones are falling: "Open the door for me! If thou wilt heed my calling, I will abide with thee."

Happy birthday to the King,
It's Jesus' day and we're celebrating;
He gave His life for me, with great suffering,
So I sing, 'Happy birthday to the King!

Sweet Hour of Prayer, Sweet Hour of Prayer!
That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known

Search me O God, and know my heart today;
Try me, O Saviour, Know my thoughts, I pray:
See if there be some wicked way in me:
Cleanse me from ev'ry sin and set me free.

They call me old-fashioned because I believe
That the Bible is God’s holy Word,
That Jesus, who lived among men long ago,
Is divine, and the Christ of God.

There is a Fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins.
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains!
Good news!

Who at my door is standing? Patiently drawing near?
Entrance within demanding? Whose is the voice I hear?
Sweetly the tones are falling: "Open the door for me!
If thou wilt heed my calling, I will abide with thee."