to His feet thy tribute bring; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, evermore His praises sing; Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King. Bless the Lord, O my soul and all within me, Praise Him! Bless the Lord, O my soul! Redeemed by His grace, in the Saviors embrace, My soul will bless His Name! Frail as summers owr we ourish; blows the wind and it is gone; But, while mortals rise and perish, God endures unchanging on: Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the High Eternal One. Bless the Lord, O my soul and all within me, Praise Him! Bless the Lord, O my soul! Redeemed by His grace, in the Saviors embrace, My soul will bless His Name! Angels in the height, adore Him; Ye behold Him face to face; Saints triumphant, bow before Him; Gathered in from evry race; Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace. Bless the Lord, O my soul and all within me, Praise Him! Bless the Lord, O my soul! Redeemed by His grace, in the Saviors embrace, My soul will bless His Name! Bless the Lord, O my soul and all within me, Praise Him! Bless the Lord, O my soul! Redeemed by His grace, in the Saviors embrace, My soul will bless His Name! O my Savior, I Bless your name!
Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven W--Henry F. Lyte Add/Arr--Ryan Foglesong (c) 2010 Resolved Music CCLI License #1501423 There is a higher throne Than all this world has known, Where faithful ones from ev'ry tongue Will one day come. Before the Son we'll stand, Made faultless through the Lamb; Believing hearts nd promised grace Salvation comes. Hear heaven's voices sing; Their thund'rous anthem rings Through em'rald courts and sapphire skies. Their praises rise. All glory, wisdom, pow'r, Strength, thanks, and honor are To God our King, who reigns on high Forevermore. And there we'll nd our home, Our life before the throne; We'll honor Him in perfect song Where we belong. He'll wipe each tear-stained eye As thirst and hunger die. The Lamb becomes our Shepherd King; We'll reign with Him. Hear heaven's voices sing; Their thund'rous anthem rings Through em'rald courts and sapphire skies. Their praises rise. All glory, wisdom, pow'r, Strength, thanks, and honor are To God our King, who reigns on high. Hear heaven's voices sing; Their thund'rous anthem rings Through em'rald courts and sapphire skies. Their praises rise. All glory, wisdom, pow'r, Strength, thanks, and honor are To God our King, who reigns on high Forevermore.
There Is a Higher Throne W and M--Keith and Kristyn Getty (c) 2002 ThankYou Music CCLI License #1501423 Theres nothing that my hands can do To save my guilty soul I cannot cleanse my lthy stains Or make my spirit whole For nothing but the blood of Christ Can all my sins erase Idare not claim my righteousness But hide within His grace Tis Christ who saved me from the depths Gods pardon Ive received Im washed within His precious blood My heart is sprinkled clean Ill praise the God of holiness Of justice, truth, and might Who guides me by His mighty hand To walk within His light While Satan weaves his shallow lies God speaks to me in love Reminding me His only Son Has bought me with His blood And Christ dispels my every doubt Through Him I am redeemed I love because He loved me rst I live because He lives My life is but a eeting sigh A tear within the sea But You are everlasting, Lord And Youve predestined me To leave this fading world behind Not fearing death will come For then Ill look on Jesus Christ And to His arms Ill run And when I see Him face to face What glory that will be To look upon my Saviors scars And know they were for me And when I see Him face to face What glory that will be To look upon my Saviors scars And know they were for me
Nothing That My Hands Can Do Orig. W--Horatius Bonar Alt. W--Matt Richley M--Matt Richley (c) 2012 Sovereign Grace Worship CCLI License #1501423 Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart; Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art. Thou my best Thought, by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light. Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou my great Father, I Thy true son; Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one. Riches I heed not, nor mans empty praise, Thou mine Inheritance, now and always: Thou and Thou only, rst in my heart, High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art. High King of Heaven, my victory won, May I reach Heavens joys, O bright Heavens Sun! Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all. Be Thou My Vision W and M--Eleanor Henrietta Hull & Mary Elizabeth Byrne Arr. Ryan Foglesong & John Martin (c) 2010 Resolved Music CCLI License #1501423 There is a fountain lled with blood Drawn from Immanuels veins; And sinners plunged beneath that ood Lose all their guilty stains. Lose all their guilty stains, Lose all their guilty stains; And sinners plunged beneath that ood Lose all their guilty stains. The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. Wash all my sins away, Wash all my sins away; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more. Be saved to sin no more, Be saved to sin no more; Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved, to sin no more. Eer since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy owing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. And shall be till I die, And shall be till I die; Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, Ill sing Thy power to save, Ill sing Thy power to save, Ill sing Thy power to save, Then in a nobler, sweeter song, Ill sing Thy power to save.
There Is a Fountain W--William Cowper M--Traditional American Melody CCLI License #1501423 My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus blood and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus name. Chorus 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. Chorus On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. His oath, His covenant, His blood, Support me in the whelming ood; When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. Chorus On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When he shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in him be found; dressed in his righteousness alone, faultless to stand before the throne. Chorus On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand.
The Solid Rock WEdward Mote MWilliam B. Bradbury CCLI License #1501423 1. 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 lifegate that all may go in. Chorus Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the earth hear His voice! Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the people rejoice! O come to the Father through Jesus, the Son, And give Him the glory- great things He has done! 2. O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood- To every believer, the promise of God. The vilest offender who truly believes, That moment from Jesus a pardon receives. Chorus Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the earth hear His voice! Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the people rejoice! O come to the Father through Jesus, the Son, And give Him the glory- great things He has done! 3. Great things He has taught us; great things He has done, And great our rejoicing through Jesus, the Son. But purer and higher and greater will be Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see. Chorus Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the earth hear His voice! Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the people rejoice! O come to the Father through Jesus, the Son, And give Him the glory- great things He has done!
To God Be the Glory W--Fanny J. Crosby M--William H. Doane CCLI License #1501423 Congregation
Oh, the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments and how inscrutable his ways! For who has known the mind of the Lord, or who has been his counselor? Or who has given a gift to him that he might be repaid? For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be glory forever. Amen..
Romans 11:33-36 (ESV) We will glorify the King of kings We will glorify the Lamb We will glorify the Lord of lords Who is the great I AM. Lord Jehovah reigns in majesty We will bow before His throne We will worship Him in righteousness We will worship Him alone. He is Lord of heaven, Lord of earth He is Lord of all who live He is Lord above the universe All praise to Him we give. Hallelujah to the King of Kings Hallelujah to the Lamb Hallelujah to the Lord of Lords Who is the great I Am.
We Will Glorify W and M--Twila Paris (c) 1982 Singspiration Music CCLI License #1501423 God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling. Selah There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy habitation of the Most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns. The nations rage, the kingdoms totter; he utters his voice, the earth melts. The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah Come, behold the works of the Lord, how he has brought desolations on the earth. He makes wars cease to the end of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the chariots with re. Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth! The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah
Psalm 46 (ESV) I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith and love and evry grace, Might more of His salvation know, And seek more earnestly His face. Twas He who taught me thus to pray, And He, I trust, has answered prayer, But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair. I hoped that in some favored hour At once Hed answer my request And, by His loves constraining powr, Subdue my sins and give me rest. Instead of this, He made me feel The hidden evils of my heart And let the angry powrs of hell Assault my soul in evry part. Yea, more with His own hand He seemed Intent to aggravate my woe, Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, Humbled my heart and laid me low. Lord, why is this, I trembling cried; Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death? Tis in this way, the Lord replied, I answer prayer for grace and faith. These inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free And break thy schemes of earthly joy That thou mayst nd thy all in Me.
I Asked the Lord W--John Newton M--Traditional - Issac Watts M Arr.--Devon Kauin (c) 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise CCLI License #15014243 Who is a God like you, pardoning iniquity and passing over transgression for the remnant of his inheritance? He does not retain his anger forever, because he delights in steadfast love. He will again have compassion on us; he will tread our iniquities underfoot. You will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.
Micah 7:18-19 (ESV) I have a shelter in the storm When troubles pour upon me Though fears are rising like a ood My soul can rest securely O Jesus, I will hide in You My place of peace and solace No trial is deeper than Your love That comforts all my sorrows I have a shelter in the storm When all my sins accuse me Though justice charges me with guilt Your grace will not refuse me O Jesus, I will hide in You Who bore my condemnation I nd my refuge in Your wounds For there I nd salvation I have a shelter in the storm When constant winds would break me For in my weakness, I have learned Your strength will not forsake me O Jesus, I will hide in You The One who bears my burdens With faithful hands that cannot fail Youll bring me home to heaven O Jesus, I will hide in You The One who bears my burdens With faithful hands that cannot fail Youll bring me home to heaven
I Have a Shelter W and M--Steve and Vikki Cook and Bob Kauin 2008 Integritys Hosanna! Music (ASCAP)/Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP) (Admin. By Integritys Hosanna! Music) Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)(Admin. By Integritys Praise! Music) CCLI License #1501423