:: Second-Hand Glory ::

About a year and a half ago, an idea came to me about recording a CD of some of my favorite old hymns. I must admit that as soon as I started it I knew what the name of the CD should be, there was no question. "Second-Hand Glory" is an idea that I've been playing with ever since. It has two meanings within the one title.

The first meaning is simply because these are not my songs, they are "used" songs in a sense, they come to me second-hand, and they come to you in the same way. I really am so blessed by these songs so much. I have tried in some instances to rearrange the melody or rhythms of the songs, but the lyrics are all from other people. I cannot take credit for them. There's something about the faith of the old hymn writers that is so encouraging and so humbling, because I look around and often don't see that kind of faith anymore. So this is about the songs which aren't dead, no matter what anyone says about them. I think to ignore the old hymns is to ignore a rich store of doctrinally sound songs from a generation that has gone ahead of us. That would be wrong.

The second meaning stems from the idea that the glory that rests on us in heaven is not of ourselves, it is a "second-hand" glory that Christ has placed upon us. It speaks in the New Testament of us being clothed with Christ's righteousness. Again this is not something that we have done or earned, or ever could do on our own. It is not of ourselves by any means."For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith, and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God, not of works lest any man should boast" (Eph 2:8-9... thanks to all the faithful AWANA teachers, who encouraged me to learn these things early on in my life, what a blessing that has been to me). We are clothed in Christ's glory. He has placed it on us of His own accord. It does not belong to us, but He has made it belong to us. How can that be anything but amazing. Inside of me there is no good thing, yet God has brought forth fruit in my life. And I know that I will not stay the same. I am not set where I am to stay, and I do not walk alone. "For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus" (Phil 1:6). So may this be a reminder that God's not finished with us yet. He will complete His work until He comes back when we will be with Him in glory. Amen.

So may this CD encourage you as it has encouraged me to make it and put it together. It is simple and not "produced" fancy or anything, but I think that it still can encourage you, yet not specifically the CD, but the truth that lies therein of who God is and what God has done for us. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that truly did save a wretch like me.

The Songs

:: Saved, Saved ::

Jack P. Scholfield

I've found a friend who is all to me, His love is ever true; I love to tell how He lifted me, and what His grace can do for you. ++ Saved, saved by His power divine, Saved, saved to new life sublime! Life is now sweet and my joy is complete, for I'm saved, saved saved! ++ He saves me from every sin and harm, secures my soul each day: I'm leaning strong on His mighty arm; I know He'll guide me all the way. ++ When poor and needy and all alone, in love He said to me, "Come unto me and I'll lead you home, to live with Me eternally."

:: Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing ::

Robert Robinson, John Wyeth

Come Thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy praise. Streams of mercy never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet sung by flaming tongues above. Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it, mount of Thy redeeming love. ++ Here I raise mine Ebeneezer, hither by Thy help I'm come. And I hope by Thy good pleasure safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger wandering from the fold of God. He to rescue me from danger interposed His precious blood. ++ O, to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be. Let Thy goodness like a fetter bind my wand'ring heart to Thee. Prone to wander Lord I feel it, prone to leave the God I love. Here's my heart Lord take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above

:: To God Be The Glory :: listen ::

Fanny J Crosby and William H Doane

To God be the glory, great things He hath done; so loved He the world that He gave us His Son, Who yielded His life an atonement for sin, and opened the life-gate that all may go in. ++chorus++ Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord. Let the earth hear his voice, let the people rejoice, O Praise the Lord. ++ O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood, to ev'ry believer the promise of God; the vilest offender who truly believes, that moment from Jesus a pardon receives. ++ Great things He hath taught us, great things He hath done, and great our rejoicing thro' Jesus the Son; but purer and higher and greater will be our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see. ++ O come to the Father, thro' Jesus the Son, and give Him the glory, great things He hath done. AMEN

:: Just As I Am :: listen ::

Charlotte Elliot

Just as I am without one plea, but that Thy blood was shed for me, and that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee: O Lamb of God I come, I come ++ Just as I am and waiting not to rid my soul of one dark blot, to Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot: O Lamb of God I come, I come ++ Just as I am, poor wretched blind; sight, riches, healing of the mind, yea, all I need in Thee to find: O Lamb of God, I come! I come! ++ Just as I am Thy love unknown hath broken every barrier down, now to be Thine, yes Thine alone: O Lamb of God I come, I come

:: O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing ::

Charles Wesley and Carl G. Glaser

O for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer's praise, the glories of my God and King, the triumphs of His grace. ++ My gracious Master and my God assist me to proclaim, to spread through all the earth abroad the honors of Thy name. ++ Jesus, the name that calms my fears, that bids my sorrows cease; 'tis music in the sinner's ear, 'tis life and health and peace. ++ He breaks the pow'r of cancelled sin, He sets the pris'ner free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me.

:: Sweet Hour of Prayer ::

William W. Walford and William B. Bradbury

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! In seasons of distress and grief, my soul has often found release, and oft escaped the tempter's snare by thy return, sweet hour of prayer. ++ Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, the joys I feel the bliss I share of those whose anxious spirits burn with strong desires for thy return! With such I hasten to the place where God my Saviour shows His face, and gladly take my station there, and wait for thee sweet hour of prayer. ++ Sweet hour of prayer, thy wings shall my petition bear to Him, whose truth and faithfulness engage the waiting soul to bliss: And since He bids me seek His face, believe His word, and trust His grace, I'll cast on Him my ev'ry care, and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.

:: O Sacred Head Now Wounded ::

Bernard of Clairvaux

O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown; how pale Thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish, which once was bright as morn! ++ What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, was all for sinners' gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! 'Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace. ++ What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend, for this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee.

:: When I Survey The Wondrous Cross ::

Isaac Watts

When I survey the wondrous Cross on which the Prince of Glory died, my richest gain I count but loss and pour contempt on all my pride. ++ Forbid it Lord that I should boast save in the death of Christ my God. All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to His blood ++ See from His head, His hands, His feet: Sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did e'er such love and sorrow meet or thorns compose so rich a crown ++ Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small. Love so amazing, so divine demands my soul, my life, my all.

:: The Strife is O'er ::

Authorship Unknown :: Translated by Francis Pott

++chorus++ Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! ++ The strife is o'er, the battle done; The victory of life is won; The song of triumph has begun; Alleluia! Alleluia! ++ The powers of death have done their worst, but Christ their legions hath dispersed: Let shouts of holy joy outburst: Alleluia! Alleluia! ++ The three sad days have quickly sped. He rises glorious from the dead; All glory to our risen Head: Alleluia! Alleluia! ++ Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, from death's dread sting Thy servants free, that we may live and sing to Thee: Alleluia! Alleluia!

:: Amazing Grace :: listen ::

John Newton

Amazing grace how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now I'm found, was blind but now I see. ++ 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed. ++ Through many dangers toils and snares I have already come. 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far and grace will lead me home. ++ When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise then when we've first begun.

:: BJ would like to thank ::

First and Foremost, my Lord and Savior, who has redeemed my soul from the pit of hell. I truly once was lost, but He has found me and has clothed me with His righteousness. Who am I to think that any of this comes from me? It is for Him and by Him. Praise the Lord who reigns on High!

Secondly, I would like to thank the Lord or all the saints who have gone before and have blessed us with their words of strength and encouragement. Without their songs of faith, this album would not be a reality.

Thirdly, I would like to thank my Mom, my Sister and my Brother, who have always encouraged me to succeed and to do what God has called me to. Thanks or your encouragement and your prayers.

I also wish to thank my Grandparents, Jack and Chris Martin, for the godly example they have been to me and for the legacy they have passed on to their children and their children's children. Thank you so much for your prayers and your thoughts. You are a blessing to me.

A Special Thank You to Joel White and Erik Tuneburg. Thanks for being such awesome brothers. You are dearly loved.

Thank you so much to my family at Ecola Bible School, the staff and the students, for your prayers and daily encouragement. Even when things get a little crazy and hectic. I love you all. May God bless you dearly and may you totally grow in His knowledge and grace.

Thanks to everyone that I could not thank in this small space, the people who I have studied with (yes I actually have studied), who I've hung with, there is no way to count the number that have encouraged me along the way.