Christian Camp Songs
Here are some Christian camp songs for those who enjoy a reverent religious song around the campfire or maybe you are organising a camp for your local parish then some of these church camp songs might be suitable. These are the lyrics to a few of our camping favorites.
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord,
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
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He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword,
His truth is marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an alter in the evening dews and damps;
I can read his righteous message by their dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him, be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
How Great Thou Art
O Lord my God;
When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Chorus:
Then sings my soul, my savior God to Thee,
How great thou art!
How great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my savior God to Thee,
How great thou art!
How great thou art!
When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
I hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze;
But when I think that God, his Son not sparing,
Sent him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin;
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim, "My God, how great thou art!"
I Believe
I believe for every drop of rain that falls,
A flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night,
A candle glows
I believe for everyone that goes astray,
Some one will come to show the way
I believe, I believe.
I believe above the storm,
The smallest prayer will still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere
Hears every word
Every time I hear a newborn baby cry
Or touch a leaf or see the sky,
Then I know why... I believe.
Let There be Peace on Earth
Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on earth
The peace that was meant to be.
With God as our Father
Brothers all are we
Let me walk with my brother
In perfect harmony.
Let peace begin with me
Let this be the moment now
With every step I take
Let this be my solemn vow:
To live each moment and love each moment
In peace eternally
Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me.
The Doxology
Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above all heavenly hosts,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The Saints Go Marching In
Oh, when the Saints go marching in,
Oh, when the Saints go marching in,
Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the Saints go marching in.
Other Verses:
And when the revelation comes...
And when the new world is revealed...
And when the sun refuse to shine...
And when they gather 'round the throne...
And on that hallelujah day...
And when the Saints go marching in...
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan, and what did I see,
Comin' for to carry me home;
A band of angels coming after me,
Comin' for to carry me home.
Chorus:
Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to carry me home.
If you get to heaven before I do,
Comin' for to carry me home;
Just tell all my friends that I'm a-coming too,
Comin' for to carry me home.
I'm sometimes up and sometimes down,
Comin' for to carry me home;
But still my soul feels heavenly bound,
Comin' for to carry me home.
I've never been to heaven, but I've been told,
Comin' for to carry me home;
That the streets in heaven are paved with gold,
Comin' for to carry me home.
He’s Got the Whole World
He's got the whole world in his hands; (Repeat 4x)
He's got the wind and the rain in his hands; (Repeat 3x)
He's got the whole world in his hands.
He's got the sun and the moon . . .
He's got the little bitty baby . . .
He's got you and me brother . . .
He's got everybody here . . .
