7 Christian Hymns for Comfort and Strength

Listening to and singing hymns is a great way to relax, retreat and find rest in God. Hymns have a way of ministering to our hearts and blessing us. From the rhythm, to the tune, to the lyrics, I’m yet to know a Christian who does not love hymns.

There are thousands of Christian hymns released from decades back for different purposes; hymns about hope, joy, love, the resurrection of Christ, the death of Christ, the Christian journey and so on.

I personally love hymns because of their depths and their lyrics. Whenever I’m not listening to Hillsong or any of my favorite artists, I resort to hymns, especially when I feel down or want to be reminded of God’s love. Below are 7 hymns you can listen to for hope and encouragement especially during hard times.

1. Lily of the Valley

I have found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me,
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see,
All my needs to cleanse and make me fully whole.

In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay,
He tells me every care on Him to roll;

He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessed will;
A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear,
From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessed face,
Where the rivers of delight shall ever roll;
He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,

2. It is well

When peace like a river attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say,

“It is well, it is well with my soul!” It is well with my soul!It is well, it is well with my soul!

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control,That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought— My sin, not in part, but the whole,Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more; Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live; If dark hours about me shall roll,No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

3. On Christ the Solid Rock

My hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;I dare not trust the sweetest frame,throneBut wholly lean on Jesus’ name.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils His lovely face,I rest on His unchanging grace;In every high and stormy gale, my anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,Support me in the whelming flood;When all around my soul gives way,He then is all my hope and stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,Oh, may I then in Him be found;In Him, my righteousness, alone,Faultless to stand before the throne.

4. Anchor

Will your anchor hold in the storms of life,When the clouds unfold their wings of strife?When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain,Will your anchor drift or firm remain?

We have an anchor that keeps the soulStedfast and sure while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rock which cannot move, Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love.

It is safely moored, ’twill the storm withstand,For ’tis well secured by the Savior’s hand;And the cables passed from His heart to mine,Can defy the blast, through strength divine.

It will firmly hold in the straits of fear,When the breakers have told the reef is near;Though the tempest rave and the wild winds blow,Not an angry wave shall our bark o’erflow.

It will surely hold in the floods of death,When the waters cold chill our latest breath;On the rising tide it can never fail,While our hopes abide within the veil.

5. There’s not a friend like that lowly Jesus

There’s not a Friend like the lowly Jesus:
No, not one! no, not one!
None else could heal all our souls’ diseases:
No, not one! no, not one!
Jesus knows all about our struggles;
He will guide ’til the day is done:
There’s not a Friend like the lowly Jesus:
No, not one! no, not one!

No friend like Him is so high and holy,
No, not one! no, not one!
And yet no friend is so meek and lowly,
No, not one! no, not one!

There’s not an hour that He is not near us,
No, not one! no, not one!
No night so dark, but His love can cheer us,
No, not one! no, not one!

Did ever saint find this Friend forsake him?
No, not one! no, not one!
Or sinner find that He would not take him?
No, not one! no, not one!

Was e’er a gift like the Savior given?
No, not one! no, not one!
Will He refuse us the bliss of heaven?
No, not one! no, not one!

6. The comforter has come

Oh, spread the tidings ’round, wherever man is found,

Wherever human hearts and human woes abound; Let every Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound: The Comforter has come!

The Comforter has come,The Comforter has come!The Holy Ghost from heav’n,The Lord’s dear promise giv’n;Oh, spread the tidings ’round,Wherever man is found— The Comforter has come!

The long, long night is past, the morning breaks at last;And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast,As o’er the golden hills the day advances fast! The Comforter has come!

Lo, the great King of kings, with healing in His wings,To every captive soul a full deliv’rance brings;And through the vacant cells the song of triumph rings: The Comforter has come!

O boundless love divine! how shall this tongue of mine To wond’ring mortals tell the matchless grace divine—That I, a child of hell, should in His image shine! The Comforter has come!

7. By and By

We are tossed and driven
on the restless sea of time;
somber skies and howling tempests
oft succeed a bright sunshine;
in that land of perfect day,
when the mists are rolled away,
we will understand it better by and by.
:
By and by, when the morning comes,
when the saints of God are gathered home,
we’ll tell the story how we’ve overcome,
for we’ll understand it better by and by.

We are often destitute
of the things that life demands,
want of food and want of shelter,
thirsty hills and barren lands;
we are trusting in the Lord,
and according to God’s word,
we will understand it better by and by.

Trials dark on every hand,
and we cannot understand
all the ways of God would lead us
to that blessed promised land;
but he guides us with his eye,
and we’ll follow till we die,
for we’ll understand it better by and by.

What hymns minister to you?