Original Music: For the Beauty of the Earth; Conrad Kocher, 1786-1872; adapt. William Henry Monk, 1823-1889.
What shall I render to the Lord, for thy mercy shown to me?
How shall I live to please thy name, Thou hast dealt so bountifully.
Gracious Lord, more love we need to accomplish all for Thee.
Show thy glory to inspire, grant us hearts that will forgive.
May our affections be Thine own, for by faith we all shall live.
Gracious Lord, more love we need to accomplish all for Thee.
For the prize that waits us all, grant us grace to finish strong.
Till we rest in heaven’s land, present suff’rings here not long.
Gracious Lord, more love we need to accomplish all for Thee.
What shall I render to the Lord, all his benefits are mine.
Give thy grace to lose this life, to attain new life sublime.
Gracious Lord, more love we need to accomplish all for Thee.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Blessed Are Those (Mt.5:3-12)
Original Music: How Great Thou Art, Stuart K. Hine; 1899
Blessed are those who are yet poor in spirit.
Consider what great mercy God has shown.
For theirs will be thy kingdom now in heaven
Secured for all, God’s grace has ever known.
Chorus: Blessed are those, whom God would spare his wrath
They will receive, who have believed.
Blessed are those, for God has shed his blood.
Blessed are those who have believed.
Blessed are those who mourn for sin and evil.
Consider what great glory did offend.
For they shall know true comfort and compassion,
Chosen in Christ, whose enemies befriend.
Blessed are those who want and thirst for goodness.
Consider what great happiness is found.
For they will know thy joy and satisfaction,
In Christ alone, who bore our curse and crown.
Blessed are those who strive for peace in meekness.
Consider what great pow’r God laid aside.
For they shall be called his own sons and daughters,
Purchased by God, in Christ now made alive.
Blessed are those who suffer for His namesake.
Consider what great sorrow God did bear.
For theirs will be a great reward in heaven,
A crown of life, eternal joy to share.
Blessed are those who are yet poor in spirit.
Consider what great mercy God has shown.
For theirs will be thy kingdom now in heaven
Secured for all, God’s grace has ever known.
Chorus: Blessed are those, whom God would spare his wrath
They will receive, who have believed.
Blessed are those, for God has shed his blood.
Blessed are those who have believed.
Blessed are those who mourn for sin and evil.
Consider what great glory did offend.
For they shall know true comfort and compassion,
Chosen in Christ, whose enemies befriend.
Blessed are those who want and thirst for goodness.
Consider what great happiness is found.
For they will know thy joy and satisfaction,
In Christ alone, who bore our curse and crown.
Blessed are those who strive for peace in meekness.
Consider what great pow’r God laid aside.
For they shall be called his own sons and daughters,
Purchased by God, in Christ now made alive.
Blessed are those who suffer for His namesake.
Consider what great sorrow God did bear.
For theirs will be a great reward in heaven,
A crown of life, eternal joy to share.
As Oft As We Gather Together
Original Music: I Stand Amazed in the Presence, Charles H. Gabriel; 1856-1932.
We take this bread in remembrance of Christ who died willingly.
Who gave his life as a ransom, atonement to set men free.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We drink this cup in remembrance; the wrath that he bore was mine.
He took my guilt and my judgment, released by his blood divine.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We take this meal in remembrance, at peace with our fellow man
Receiving thy word with conviction, in Christ alone we stand.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We worship the triune creator, whose wisdom confounds the wise.
This gospel we preach to the nations is life for the soul that dies.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
As oft as we gather together, remind of the Christ who gives.
His mercies are new every morning; his grace is ours to live.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We take this bread in remembrance of Christ who died willingly.
Who gave his life as a ransom, atonement to set men free.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We drink this cup in remembrance; the wrath that he bore was mine.
He took my guilt and my judgment, released by his blood divine.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We take this meal in remembrance, at peace with our fellow man
Receiving thy word with conviction, in Christ alone we stand.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
We worship the triune creator, whose wisdom confounds the wise.
This gospel we preach to the nations is life for the soul that dies.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
As oft as we gather together, remind of the Christ who gives.
His mercies are new every morning; his grace is ours to live.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is this bread broken for me.
How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Savior’s blood for me.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Christ Alive Within (baptism)
Original Music: I surrender All, Winfield S. Weeden, 1847-1908.
Let the waters over take me. In thy death, Lord, bury me.
I confess my sin and hatred, by your mercy, I believe.
Wash away my sin. Make me new again.
Raise me up from condemnation. Christ alive within.
Death to life by resurrection, let Thy power reign in me
Walking daily, Spirit guiding, wanting more and more to see.
Wash away my sin. Make me new again.
Raise me up from condemnation. Christ alive within
Let me know thy great assurance, once made public, all to see.
Fill me with your joy and knowledge, Thy baptism reminds me.
Wash away my sin. Make me new again.
Raise me up from condemnation. Christ alive within
Let the waters over take me. In thy death, Lord, bury me.
I confess my sin and hatred, by your mercy, I believe.
Wash away my sin. Make me new again.
Raise me up from condemnation. Christ alive within.
Death to life by resurrection, let Thy power reign in me
Walking daily, Spirit guiding, wanting more and more to see.
Wash away my sin. Make me new again.
Raise me up from condemnation. Christ alive within
Let me know thy great assurance, once made public, all to see.
Fill me with your joy and knowledge, Thy baptism reminds me.
Wash away my sin. Make me new again.
Raise me up from condemnation. Christ alive within
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
The Love of Christmas
Original Music: Living for Jesus, C. Harold Lowden, 1883-1963
The love of Christmas is Christ come to earth
Born of a virgin, immaculate birth.
The faithful promise long spoken from God,
Giving creation the hope of his love.
Chorus:
O Jesus, Lord and Savior, is God’s own answer to
Thy just demand and payment that I’m indebted to,
My sins deserve thy judgment,
My pride deceives my heart,
The hope God gave on Christmas day,
Laid humbly in the dark.
The gift of Christmas is life from above,
Wrapped in man’s nature to demonstrate love.
Divine forbearance passed over our sin,
Making atonement to justify men.
Chorus:
The love of Christmas, the light of the world
Came to the darkness to find his lost pearl.
Joy in the morning by grace we are found
The Christmas treasure; God’s love has come down.
Chorus:
Such love constrains me to do thy good will
What I once hated now long to fulfill.
Thy Holy Spirit gives faith and true life
Born of thy goodness, an end to sin’s strife.
Chorus:
The love of Christmas is Christ come to earth
Born of a virgin, immaculate birth.
The faithful promise long spoken from God,
Giving creation the hope of his love.
Chorus:
O Jesus, Lord and Savior, is God’s own answer to
Thy just demand and payment that I’m indebted to,
My sins deserve thy judgment,
My pride deceives my heart,
The hope God gave on Christmas day,
Laid humbly in the dark.
The gift of Christmas is life from above,
Wrapped in man’s nature to demonstrate love.
Divine forbearance passed over our sin,
Making atonement to justify men.
Chorus:
The love of Christmas, the light of the world
Came to the darkness to find his lost pearl.
Joy in the morning by grace we are found
The Christmas treasure; God’s love has come down.
Chorus:
Such love constrains me to do thy good will
What I once hated now long to fulfill.
Thy Holy Spirit gives faith and true life
Born of thy goodness, an end to sin’s strife.
Chorus:
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
In That Day
Original Music: I want to be a Christian, Negro spiritual; adapt. Frederick Work, 1879-1942
(Amos 9: 11-15, Rev. 21: 2-5)
Christian hope in God’s own coming in that day, in that day
Christian hope in God’s own coming in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God will raise the holy remnant in that day.
Christian live for God’s own glory in that day, in that day
Christian live for God’s own glory in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God will raise the fortunes fallen in that day.
God will wipe away all suff’ring in that day, in that day
God will wipe away all suff’ring in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
Behold Christ makes all things new in that day.
God will live among his people in that day, in that day
God will live among his people in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God’s own King will reign forever in that day.
Go rest high in God’s own dwelling in that day, in that day
Go rest high in God’s own dwelling in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God will raise the holy city in that day.
(Amos 9: 11-15, Rev. 21: 2-5)
Christian hope in God’s own coming in that day, in that day
Christian hope in God’s own coming in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God will raise the holy remnant in that day.
Christian live for God’s own glory in that day, in that day
Christian live for God’s own glory in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God will raise the fortunes fallen in that day.
God will wipe away all suff’ring in that day, in that day
God will wipe away all suff’ring in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
Behold Christ makes all things new in that day.
God will live among his people in that day, in that day
God will live among his people in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God’s own King will reign forever in that day.
Go rest high in God’s own dwelling in that day, in that day
Go rest high in God’s own dwelling in that day.
In that day, (in that day) In that day, (in that day)
God will raise the holy city in that day.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Prophets Have Spoken (Amos 3-9)
Original Music: Morning has broken, Traditional Gaelic Melody; arr. Mark Hayes, (1953- )
Prophets have spoken, word of God’s knowledge,
Judgment is coming, thus says the Lord.
Praise for his loving, come now in judging
Praise for his mercy, sorrow’s reward.
Fallen from freedom, fallen all nations,
Rise up repentant, thus says the Lord.
Woe to his chosen, who live in comfort,
Woe to the prideful, judged by the sword.
Justice is speaking, yield to its teaching
Prophets of mercy, your soul to live.
Hear, O my people, thy gracious warning,
“Return and love me, seek good and live.”
God sends an offering, worship that’s pleasing
Praise for His patience, He does not sleep.
Praise Him for Jesus, remnant of Joseph
God’s own redemption, promise He keeps.
God of all glory that you would save us,
Obstinate people, Jesus our plea.
Salvation spoken, Curse in him broken,
Praise His perfection, Jesus our King.
Hallelujah, O what a Savior
Infinite wisdom, bless’d trinity.
Praise to the Father, Son, Holy Spirit
Praise for their gladness, eternally.
Prophets have spoken, word of God’s knowledge,
Judgment is coming, thus says the Lord.
Praise for his loving, come now in judging
Praise for his mercy, sorrow’s reward.
Fallen from freedom, fallen all nations,
Rise up repentant, thus says the Lord.
Woe to his chosen, who live in comfort,
Woe to the prideful, judged by the sword.
Justice is speaking, yield to its teaching
Prophets of mercy, your soul to live.
Hear, O my people, thy gracious warning,
“Return and love me, seek good and live.”
God sends an offering, worship that’s pleasing
Praise for His patience, He does not sleep.
Praise Him for Jesus, remnant of Joseph
God’s own redemption, promise He keeps.
God of all glory that you would save us,
Obstinate people, Jesus our plea.
Salvation spoken, Curse in him broken,
Praise His perfection, Jesus our King.
Hallelujah, O what a Savior
Infinite wisdom, bless’d trinity.
Praise to the Father, Son, Holy Spirit
Praise for their gladness, eternally.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Grace that’s Sovereign Free
Original Music: Amazing Grace; (anonymous) Traditional American Melody from Carrell and Clayton's Virginia Harmon; 1831 arr: Edwin Excell.
I heard that Grace became a man,
Divine humility,
How could such grace have come this far?
But grace that’s Sovereign free.
For God spared not his only son,
To make his glories known.
While dead in sin, all hated Him,
His glory did atone.
This is love not that we love God,
But that he loved us first.
He died our death, displayed God’s worth,
Crushing the dreadful curse.
No works of mine will ever stand,
The flesh will not believe.
It must be grace that conquers man
And cause him to believe.
By grace through faith in Christ alone,
The heart’s only true plea.
His righteousness is made my own,
Imputed unto me.
Praise God for his amazing grace,
Once hung upon the tree.
He bore my sins and wrath deserved,
Oh, grace that’s Sovereign free.
I heard that Grace became a man,
Divine humility,
How could such grace have come this far?
But grace that’s Sovereign free.
For God spared not his only son,
To make his glories known.
While dead in sin, all hated Him,
His glory did atone.
This is love not that we love God,
But that he loved us first.
He died our death, displayed God’s worth,
Crushing the dreadful curse.
No works of mine will ever stand,
The flesh will not believe.
It must be grace that conquers man
And cause him to believe.
By grace through faith in Christ alone,
The heart’s only true plea.
His righteousness is made my own,
Imputed unto me.
Praise God for his amazing grace,
Once hung upon the tree.
He bore my sins and wrath deserved,
Oh, grace that’s Sovereign free.
Prepare to meet your God (Amos 4:12f, 5:24)
Original Music: Breathe on Me, Breath of God; Robert Jackson, 1840-1914
Alternate song: Make me a captive, Lord
Prepare to meet your God,
His judgments all are true.
There’s not one right or rule to claim,
Religion that knows not You.
Prepare to meet your God,
While He may still be found.
His mercy will not be presumed,
His justice like rain, come down.
Prepare to meet your God,
For He who says what’s good.
The counsel of His own delight,
No creature has understood.
Prepare to meet your God,
Nothing but faith will do.
Without true faith in what He gave,
Salvation will turn from you.
Who is this Lord, that speaks,
The God of hosts His name.
Prepare to meet your God and King,
Before His holy fame.
Alternate song: Make me a captive, Lord
Prepare to meet your God,
His judgments all are true.
There’s not one right or rule to claim,
Religion that knows not You.
Prepare to meet your God,
While He may still be found.
His mercy will not be presumed,
His justice like rain, come down.
Prepare to meet your God,
For He who says what’s good.
The counsel of His own delight,
No creature has understood.
Prepare to meet your God,
Nothing but faith will do.
Without true faith in what He gave,
Salvation will turn from you.
Who is this Lord, that speaks,
The God of hosts His name.
Prepare to meet your God and King,
Before His holy fame.
Friday, October 06, 2006
My Lord and portion be (Ps. 119:57)
Original Music: Nearer, My God, to Thee; Lowell Mason, 1856.
My Lord and portion be, grace to know Thee.
Help me thy word to keep, thy face to seek.
Break all my worldly thoughts,
Take all my selfish wants,
My Lord and portion need
Happy in Thee.
Grace for the contrite heart, only desire,
Forgive all man’s offense; my heart relents.
Cause me to want the right,
Help me to not lose sight,
My Lord and portion need,
Happy in Thee.
Silver and gold I lack, Jesus I have.
Christ has redeemed my soul, making my soul glad.
Surrender vain attempts,
Searching for happiness.
My Lord and portion need
Happy in Thee.
My Lord and portion be, glory to see.
Christ all authority; He sets me free.
There upon Calvary,
Rose up triumphantly.
My Lord and portion need,
Happy in Thee.
My Lord and portion be, grace to know Thee.
Help me thy word to keep, thy face to seek.
Break all my worldly thoughts,
Take all my selfish wants,
My Lord and portion need
Happy in Thee.
Grace for the contrite heart, only desire,
Forgive all man’s offense; my heart relents.
Cause me to want the right,
Help me to not lose sight,
My Lord and portion need,
Happy in Thee.
Silver and gold I lack, Jesus I have.
Christ has redeemed my soul, making my soul glad.
Surrender vain attempts,
Searching for happiness.
My Lord and portion need
Happy in Thee.
My Lord and portion be, glory to see.
Christ all authority; He sets me free.
There upon Calvary,
Rose up triumphantly.
My Lord and portion need,
Happy in Thee.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Let God Be True!
(Rom. 3:3-5, Rom. 6:1-2, Psalm 24: 3-5, Mat. 5:10-11)
Original Music: God of Our Fathers, George Warren, 1828-1902.
Alternate tune: Go forth and tell
All men have lied, there’s no one that is good,
All turn aside; we do not what we should.
Is God unjust to bring upon his wrath?
Let God be true! And all else be unmasked.
What should we say, shall we continue sin?
Would not his grace abound to surely win?
May God forbid! His grace is for control.
His grace abounds to sanctify our soul.
Who may ascend, the hill of Christ, the Lord?
And who can stand before God’s holy word?
He with clean hands, a heart that’s only pure,
The blessed one, the Son of God’s pleasure.
Rise up and live, your life is hid in Christ.
Be strong and love, with all heart, soul, and might.
Love even when they persecute the name,
Blessed ye of Christ, what joy and future gain.
Original Music: God of Our Fathers, George Warren, 1828-1902.
Alternate tune: Go forth and tell
All men have lied, there’s no one that is good,
All turn aside; we do not what we should.
Is God unjust to bring upon his wrath?
Let God be true! And all else be unmasked.
What should we say, shall we continue sin?
Would not his grace abound to surely win?
May God forbid! His grace is for control.
His grace abounds to sanctify our soul.
Who may ascend, the hill of Christ, the Lord?
And who can stand before God’s holy word?
He with clean hands, a heart that’s only pure,
The blessed one, the Son of God’s pleasure.
Rise up and live, your life is hid in Christ.
Be strong and love, with all heart, soul, and might.
Love even when they persecute the name,
Blessed ye of Christ, what joy and future gain.
Monday, September 25, 2006
I Love You, Lord (3 additional praise verses)
Original Music: I Love You, Lord, Laurie Klein (1950- ).
I love you Lord,
And I lift my voice,
To worship you.
Oh, my soul, rejoice!
Take joy, my king,
In what you hear:
May it be a sweet, sweet sound
In your ear.
I thank you Lord,
And I raise my voice,
That you would save
Wretched souls, rejoice!
You died my death,
Now live in me:
May I grow in grace and truth
More like thee.
I need you Lord,
And I lift my will,
To know your ways,
Oh, to trust and be still.
Take joy in me,
My life proclaim:
May it be reflective of
Thy holy name.
Forgive me, Lord,
When I don’t believe.
Restore my soul,
Help my unbelief.
Revive in me
Thy strength to know:
Let your glory shine on us,
Spirit control.
I love you Lord,
And I lift my voice,
To worship you.
Oh, my soul, rejoice!
Take joy, my king,
In what you hear:
May it be a sweet, sweet sound
In your ear.
I thank you Lord,
And I raise my voice,
That you would save
Wretched souls, rejoice!
You died my death,
Now live in me:
May I grow in grace and truth
More like thee.
I need you Lord,
And I lift my will,
To know your ways,
Oh, to trust and be still.
Take joy in me,
My life proclaim:
May it be reflective of
Thy holy name.
Forgive me, Lord,
When I don’t believe.
Restore my soul,
Help my unbelief.
Revive in me
Thy strength to know:
Let your glory shine on us,
Spirit control.
Only Jesus
Original Music: Only Trust Him, John Stockton, (1813-1877).
I do not care to offer thanks or praise God for his good.
My heart is hard; my will is bent, fallen where Adam stood.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
Sin wrought us pain and suffering, our sorrow justly bear,
The darkness hides thy glorious son who bore the weight unfair.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
Thy grace alone must overcome and pierce my hardened heart
Cause me to rise and follow near and rend the veil apart.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
He who died makes all things new; He overcomes all death
Trust only in his righteousness, the soul finds happiness.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
Love nothing here upon this earth, let goods and kindred go,
Pursue the treasures from above, His freedoms only know.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
I do not care to offer thanks or praise God for his good.
My heart is hard; my will is bent, fallen where Adam stood.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
Sin wrought us pain and suffering, our sorrow justly bear,
The darkness hides thy glorious son who bore the weight unfair.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
Thy grace alone must overcome and pierce my hardened heart
Cause me to rise and follow near and rend the veil apart.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
He who died makes all things new; He overcomes all death
Trust only in his righteousness, the soul finds happiness.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
Love nothing here upon this earth, let goods and kindred go,
Pursue the treasures from above, His freedoms only know.
Only Jesus, only Jesus, can absolve my sin.
He who made me, recreate me, make me new again.
This is Our Savior's Work (The Lord's Supper)
Original Music: This is My Father’s World, Franklin Sheppard (1852-1930)
This is our Savior’s work
Take, eat this is my flesh
My body broken for your sins
I give to bring you rest.
Drink all of this he gives
The one who shed his holy blood
That you and I might live.
Chorus
This meal we now rehearse
Will one day be complete
When all the saints have gathered there
To worship at the feast.
Chorus
Our Savior we proclaim
Accomplished and applied
Redemption for the Father’s own
He lives that we cannot die.
This is our Savior’s work
Take, eat this is my flesh
My body broken for your sins
I give to bring you rest.
ChorusThis is the Father’s Son
This is our Lord’s command
That we observe this meal
Remember why our Savior died
He intercedes for us still.
Drink all of this he gives
The one who shed his holy blood
That you and I might live.
Chorus
This meal we now rehearse
Will one day be complete
When all the saints have gathered there
To worship at the feast.
Chorus
Our Savior we proclaim
Accomplished and applied
Redemption for the Father’s own
He lives that we cannot die.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Who is Faithful Like Our God
Original Music: On Jordan's Stormy Banks, American Folk Hymn; arr. Rigdon McIntosh (1836-1899)
Oh Jesus took my sins and buried them in his holy frame,
He hung in my deserving place and died for his own name.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
Oh Jesus shed his sinless blood to wash my sinful stain,
He gave his life, atoning love, the lamb for sinner slain.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
No substitute can ever please but Jesus crucified,
Trust in his righteousness alone, only grace can satisfy.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
All glory, honor to his holy name for his majesty
Praise father, son, and Holy Ghost, their love has chosen me.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
Oh Jesus took my sins and buried them in his holy frame,
He hung in my deserving place and died for his own name.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
Oh Jesus shed his sinless blood to wash my sinful stain,
He gave his life, atoning love, the lamb for sinner slain.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
No substitute can ever please but Jesus crucified,
Trust in his righteousness alone, only grace can satisfy.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
All glory, honor to his holy name for his majesty
Praise father, son, and Holy Ghost, their love has chosen me.
He is true to his covenant name.
He is true to his covenant name.
Oh, who is faithful like our God,
He is true to his holy name.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Why Do the Nations Rage? (Psalm 2)
Original Music: God Will Take Care of You, W. Stillman Martin (1862-1935)
God is not dead he ne’er resigns
Why do the nations rage?
He reigns above and laughs at them
Why do the nations rage?
Why do the nations rage?
Through history He reigns supreme
He speaks, the wicked fall,
Worship the Sovereign King.
Kings of the earth they take their stand
Why do they plot in vain?
Against the Lord’s anointed one
Why do they plot in vain?
Why do they plot in vain?
Like earthenware, His wrath to bear
He speaks, the wicked fall
Worship the Sovereign King.
Worship the Lord and kiss the son
God may be merciful
Tear off all sin and turn to Him
God may be merciful.
God may be merciful
Our victory, He doth redeem
He speaks, the wicked fall
Worship the Sovereign King.
God is not dead he ne’er resigns
Why do the nations rage?
He reigns above and laughs at them
Why do the nations rage?
Why do the nations rage?
Through history He reigns supreme
He speaks, the wicked fall,
Worship the Sovereign King.
Kings of the earth they take their stand
Why do they plot in vain?
Against the Lord’s anointed one
Why do they plot in vain?
Why do they plot in vain?
Like earthenware, His wrath to bear
He speaks, the wicked fall
Worship the Sovereign King.
Worship the Lord and kiss the son
God may be merciful
Tear off all sin and turn to Him
God may be merciful.
God may be merciful
Our victory, He doth redeem
He speaks, the wicked fall
Worship the Sovereign King.
O Jesus, Who Can Save Me
Original Music: Near to the Heart of God, Cleland B. McAfee (1866-1944)
Lord here am I with out excuse, sinner condemned unclean,
I traded truth for worldly gain, nothing to you I bring.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
O God forgive my wretched ways, foolish in unbelief,
Helpless to know thy righteousness, bound in the dying thief.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
My sin is known in piercing light, before the Almighty,
My only hope is Jesus Christ, before thy mercy seat.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
All condemnation now released, for sinners justified,
who live by faith in Christ alone, God fully satisfied.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
Lord here am I with out excuse, sinner condemned unclean,
I traded truth for worldly gain, nothing to you I bring.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
O God forgive my wretched ways, foolish in unbelief,
Helpless to know thy righteousness, bound in the dying thief.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
My sin is known in piercing light, before the Almighty,
My only hope is Jesus Christ, before thy mercy seat.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
All condemnation now released, for sinners justified,
who live by faith in Christ alone, God fully satisfied.
O Jesus, who can save me, He who became our sin,
The joy that set before Him, His glory to defend.
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