Isaiah 58 
[Isa 58:1] O Cry Aloud And Spare Not
O cry aloud and spare not,
Ye watchmen on the wall,
Unless we go to battle
Our Zion here will fall.
Put on the Gospel armor;
Put on the shoes of peace.
We’ll fight till He with glory
Shall cause all wars to cease.The multitudes run blindly
Along the large, broad way.
They’re crying peace and safety
And know not what they say.
Wake up and sense the danger,
My friends, be cleansed within;
Not just a carnal Christian,
“Ye must be born again!”Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Isa 58:8] Send Out The Sunlight
Send out the sunlight, the sunlight of cheer
Shine on earth’s sadness till it disappear—
Souls are in waiting this message to hear,
Send out the sunlight of love.Refrain
Send out the sunlight of love,
Send out the sunlight of love,
Send out the sunlight,
Send out the sunlight,
Send out the sunlight of love.Send out the sunlight in letter and word;
Speak it and think it till hearts are all stirred—
Hearts that are hungry for prayers still unheard,
Send out the sunlight of love.Refrain
Send out the sunlight each hour and each day,
Crown all the years with its luminous ray,
Nourish the seeds that are sown on the way,
Send out the sunlight of love.Refrain
Send out the sunlight that speaks in a smile,
Often it shortens the long, weary mile,
Often the burden seems light for a while,
Send out the sunlight of love.Refrain
Send out the sunlight, as free as the air!
Blessings will follow with none to compare.
Blessings of peace, that will rise from despair!
Send out the sunlight of love.Refrain
Send out the sunlight, you have it in you!
Clouds may obscure it just now from your view;
Pray for its presence! Your prayer will come true,
Send out the sunlight of love!Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Isa 58:11] In The Child Garden
In the garden, in the garden of Jesus our Savior,
We are growing, we are growing for Jesus alone.Refrain
Like the flow’rs of the morning His garden adorning,
We are growing for Jesus, His loved and His own.Little children, little children are the flow’rs in His garden,
We must blossom, we must blossom, for Jesus alone.Refrain
Jesus loves us, Jesus loves us, the flow’rs of His garden;
He will keep us, He will keep us, nor leave us alone.Refrain
We must love him, we must love Him, this Jesus our Savior,
We must trust Him, we must trust Him, in Jesus alone.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Isa 58:11] Thy Way, Not Mine, O Lord
Thy way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be;
Lead me by Thine own hand,
Choose out the path for me.Smooth let it be or rough,
It will be still the best;
Winding or straight, it leads
Right onward to Thy rest.I dare not choose my lot;
I would not, if I might;
Choose Thou for me, my God,
So I shall walk aright.Take Thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow fill,
As best to Thee may seem;
Choose Thou my good and ill.Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;
Choose Thou my cares for me
My poverty or wealth.The kingdom that I seek
Is Thine: so let the way
That leads to it be Thine,
Else I must surely stray.Not mine, not mine the choice
In things or great or small;
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength
My Wisdom, and my All.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Isa 58:13] Sweetly Dawns The Sabbath Morning
Sweetly dawns the Sabbath morning
On the world, so full of care;
Bidding man forget his labor,
Calling to the house of prayer.
O sweet and strong, His saints among,
We sing to God our Sabbath song,
Our Sabbath song, our Sabbath song,
We raise to Christ our Sabbath song.’Tis the day when man’s Redeemer
Rose triumphant o’er the grave;
Sealing thus His work completed,
Telling thus His power to save.
Then loud and long, to Christ so strong
To save the lost, we raise our song,
Our Sabbath song, our Sabbath song,
We raise to Christ our Sabbath song.’Tis the day whose rest and gladness
Show what all my life should be;
Yielding all by faith to Jesus,
Finding Jesus all in me.
O how I long, in Christ made strong,
To sing each day faith’s Sabbath song,
Faith’s Sabbath song, faith’s Sabbath song,
I’d sing each day faith’s Sabbath song.’Tis the day whose calm, so holy
Shadows forth the better rest,
Where the crownèd saints are singing
With their Lord, supremely blest.
’Twill not be long, till ’mid that throng,
We sing th’eternal Sabbath Song,
Heav’n’s Sabbath song, Heav’n’s Sabbath song,
We’ll sing th’eternal Sabbath song.Play source: Cyberhymnal
