A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing:
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and pow’r are great, and, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing,
Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing:
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth,* His Name, from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.

And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us;
The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.

That word above all earthly pow’rs, no thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him Who with us sideth;
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.

* Sabaoth (“tsebah-ote”) means armies or hosts

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see—
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness;
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heav’n’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

All creatures of our God and King,
Lift up your voice and with us sing,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Thou burning sun with golden beam,
Thou silver moon with softer gleam!

O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Thou rushing wind that art so strong,
Ye clouds that sail in heav’n along,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice,
Ye lights of evening, find a voice!

Thou flowing water, pure and clear,
Make music for thy Lord to hear,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou fire so masterful and bright,
That givest man both warmth and light.

And all ye men of tender heart,
Forgiving others, take your part,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Ye who long pain and sorrow bear,
Praise God and on Him cast your care!

Let all things their Creator bless,
And worship Him in humbleness,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son,
And praise the Spirit, Three in One!

All hail the power of Jesus’ name,
let angels prostrate fall
let angels prostrate fall.
Bring forth the royal diadem
and crown Him Lord of all.
Bring forth the royal diadem
and crown Him Lord of all.

The chosen seed of Israel’s race
ye ransomed from the fall
ye ransomed from the fall.
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
and crown Him Lord of all.
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
and crown Him Lord of all.

Let every kindred, every tribe
on this terrestrial ball
on this terrestrial ball.
To Him all majesty ascribe
and crown Him Lord of all.
To Him all majesty ascribe
and crown Him Lord of all.

Oh that with younger, sacred flaw
we at His feet may fall
we at His feet may fall.
We’ll join the everlasting song
and crown Him Lord of all.
We’ll join the everlasting song
and crown Him Lord of all.

I once was lost in darkest night
Yet thought I knew the way
The sin that promised joy and life
Had led me to the grave
I had no hope that You would own
A rebel to Your will
And if You had not loved me first
I would refuse You still

But as I ran my hell-bound race
Indifferent to the cost
You looked upon my helpless state
And led me to the cross
And I beheld God’s love displayed
You suffered in my place
You bore the wrath reserved for me
Now all I know is grace

Hallelujah!* All I have is Christ
Hallelujah! Jesus is my life

Now, Lord, I would be Yours alone
And live so all might see
The strength to follow Your commands
Could never come from me
Oh Father, use my ransomed life
In any way You choose
And let my soul forever be
My only boast is you

* Hallelujah means “praise Yah(weh)”

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch; like me!
I once was lost, but now am 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!

The Lord hath promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.

And can it be that I should gain
An int’rest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

’Tis myst’ry all: th’ Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.

He left His Father’s throne above—
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For, O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quick’ning ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’ eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

At the name of Jesus
Ev’ry knee shall bow
Ev’ry tongue confess him
King of glory now
Tis the Father’s pleasure
We should call him Lord
who from the beginning was the mighty Word.

At his voice creation
Sprang at once to sight
All the angel faces
All the hosts of light
Thrones and dominations
Stars upon their way
All the heav’nly orders in their great array.

Humbled for a season
To receive a name
From the lips of sinners
Unto whom he came
Faithfully he bore it
Spotless to the last
Brought it back victorious when from death he passed.

Bore it up triumphant
Rising from the grave
Through all ranks of power
So the world to save
To the throne of glory
Yea to God’s right hand
There received dominion over ev’ry land.

Name him, brothers, name him!
David’s greater son
He, the second Adam
And the Holy One!
He is the Anointed
Savior, God and Lord
Ever to be cleaved to, worshiped, and adored.

In your hearts enthrone him
There let him subdue
All that is not holy
All that is not true
Crown him as your Captain
In temptation’s hour
Let his word uphold you with its light and pow’r.

Brothers, this Lord Jesus
Shall return again
With his Father’s glory
With his angel train
For all wreaths of empire
Meet upon his brow
And our hearts confess him King of glory now.

Be still my soul: the Lord is on thy side
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God to order and provide
In ev’ry change He faithful will remain
Be still my soul: thy best, thy heavenly friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God will undertake
To guide the future as he has the past
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake
All now mysterious shall be bright at last
Be still my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

Be still my soul: when dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears
Then shalt thou better know His love His heart
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears
Be still my soul: thy Jesus can repay
from his own fullness all he takes away.

Be still my soul: the hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone
Sorrow forgot; love’s purest joys restored
Be still my soul: when change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

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.

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always.
Thou and Thou only the first in my heart.
High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art.

Be Thou my wisdom and Thou my true Word,
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord,
Thou my great Father and I Thy true Son
Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one.

High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven’s joys bright heaven’s sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.

Before the throne of God above
I have a strong, a perfect plea
A great High Priest whose name is love
Who ever lives and pleads for me
My name is graven on His hands
My name is written on His heart
I know that while in heav’n He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart
No tongue can bid me thence depart

When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end of all my sin
Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free
For God the Just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me
To look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there, the risen Lamb
My perfect, spotless Righteousness
The great unchangeable I AM
The King of glory and of grace
One with Himself, I cannot die
My soul is purchased by His blood
My life is hid with Christ on high
With Christ my Savior and my God
With Christ my Savior and my God

Who has held the oceans in his hands?
Who has numbered every grain of sand?
Kings and nations tremble at his voice
All creation rises to rejoice

Behold our God, seated on his throne
Come, let us adore him
Behold our king, nothing can compare
Come, let us adore him

Who has given counsel to the Lord?
Who can question any of his words?
Who can teach the one who knows all things?
Who can fathom all his wondrous deeds?

Who has felt the nails upon his hands?
Bearing all the guilt of sinful man
God eternal, humbled to the grave
Jesus, Savior, risen now to reign

You will reign forever
(let Your glory fill the Earth) ×4

Beneath the cross of Jesus
I fain would take my stand,
The shadow of a mighty Rock
Within a weary land;
A home within the wilderness,
A rest upon the way,
From the burning of the noontide heat,
And the burden of the day.

Upon the cross of Jesus
Mine eye at times can see
The very dying form of One
Who suffered there for me:
And from my stricken heart with tears
Two wonders I confess:
The wonders of redeeming love
And my own worthlessness.

I take, O cross, thy shadow
For my abiding-place:
I ask no other sunshine than
The sunshine of his face;
Content to let the world go by,
To know no gain nor loss;
My sinful self my only shame,
My glory, all the cross.

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
born of his Spirit, washed in his blood.

This is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long.
This is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long.

Perfect communion, perfect delight,
visions of rapture now burst on my sight.
Angels descending bring from above
echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Perfect submission, all is at rest.
I in my Savior am happy and bless’d,
watching and waiting, looking above,
filled with his goodness, lost in his love.

By faith we see the hand of God
In the light of creation’s grand design
In the lives of those who prove His faithfulness
Who walk by faith and not by sight

By faith our fathers roamed the earth
With the power of His promise in their hearts
Of a holy city built by God’s own hand
A place where peace and justice reign

We will stand as children of the promise
We will fix our eyes on Him, our soul’s reward
Till the race is finished and the work is done
We’ll walk by faith and not by sight

By faith the prophets saw a day
When the longed-for Anointed would appear
With the power to break the chains of sin and death
And rise triumphant from the grave

By faith the church was called to go
In the power of the Spirit to the lost
To deliver captives and to preach good news
In every corner of the earth

(Chorus)

By faith this mountain shall be moved
And the power of the gospel shall prevail
For we know in Christ all things are possible
For all who call upon His name

(Chorus ×2)

In the tomb so cold they laid him
Death its victim claimed
Powers of hell, they could not hold him
Back to life he came!

Christ is risen! (Christ is risen!)
Death has been conquered. (Death has been conquered.)
Christ is risen! (Christ is risen!)
He shall reign for ever.

Hell had spent its fury on him
Left him crucified
Yet, by blood, he boldly conquered
Sin and death defied.

Now the fear of death is broken
Love has won the crown
Pris’ners of the darkness listen
Walls are tumbling down.

Raised from death to heaven ascending
Love’s exalted King
Let His song of joy, unending
Through the nations ring!

Christ Jesus lay in death’s strong bands
for our offenses given;
but now at God’s right hand he stands
and brings us life from heaven.
Therefore let us joyful be
and sing to God right thankfully
loud songs of hallelujah!*
Hallelujah!

It was a strange and dreadful strife
when life and death contended.
The victory remained with life,
the reign of death was ended.
Holy Scripture plainly saith
that death is swallowed up by death;
its sting is lost forever.
Hallelujah!

Here the true Paschal Lamb we see,
whom God so freely gave us;
he died on the accursed tree—
so strong his love—to save us.
See, his blood now marks our door;
faith points to it; death passes o’er,
and Satan cannot harm us.
Hallelujah!

So let us keep the festival
to which the Lord invites us;
Christ is himself the joy of all,
the sun that warms and lights us.
By his grace he doth impart
eternal sunshine to the heart;
the night of sin is ended.
Hallelujah!

Alternative final verse for Easter:

Then let us feast this Easter day
on Christ, the bread of heaven;
the Word of grace has purged away
the old and evil leaven.
Christ alone our souls will feed;
he is our meat and drink indeed;
faith lives upon no other!
Hallelujah!

* Hallelujah means “praise Yah(weh)”

Christ the Lord is ris’n today, Hallelujah!*
Sons of men and angels say, Hallelujah!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Hallelujah!
Sing, ye heav’ns, and earth, reply, Hallelujah!

Lives again our glorious King, Hallelujah!
Where, O death, is now thy sting? Hallelujah!
Once He died our souls to save, Hallelujah!
Where thy victory, O grave? Hallelujah!

Love’s redeeming work is done, Hallelujah!
Fought the fight, the battle won, Hallelujah!
Death in vain forbids Him rise, Hallelujah!
Christ hath opened paradise, Hallelujah!

Soar we now where Christ hath led, Hallelujah!
Foll’wing our exalted Head, Hallelujah!
Made like Him, like Him we rise, Hallelujah!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Hallelujah!

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven, Hallelujah!
Praise to Thee by both be given, Hallelujah!
Thee we greet triumphant now, Hallelujah!
Hail the Resurrection, thou, Hallelujah!

* Hallelujah means “praise Yah(weh)”

Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing thy grace;
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 God’s redeeming love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
hither by thine 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.

Oh, to grace how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee:
prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here’s my heart, O take and seal it;
seal it for thy courts above.

Crown Him with many crowns,
The Lamb upon His throne;
Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns
All music but its own!
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Through all eternity.

Crown Him the Virgin’s Son,
The God Incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won
Which now His brow adorn:
Fruit of the mystic Tree,
As of that Tree the Stem;
The Root whence flows Thy mercy free,
The Babe of Bethlehem.

Crown Him the Lord of Love:
Behold His hands and side;
Rich wounds yet visible above
In beauty glorified:
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye
At mysteries so bright.

Crown Him the Lord of peace,
Whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease,
And all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end,
And round His pierced feet
Fair flowers of paradise now extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.

Crown Him the Lord of years,
The Potentate of time.
Creator of the rolling spheres,
Ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou hast died for me;
Thy praise shall never, never fail
Throughout eternity.

Fairest Lord Jesus!
Ruler of all nature!
O Thou of God and man the Son!
Thee will I cherish,
Thee will I honor,
Thou, my soul’s glory, joy, and crown!

Fair are the meadows
Fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer,
Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful heart to sing!

Fair is the sunshine,
Fairer still the moonlight,
And all the twinkling starry host;
Jesus shines brighter,
Jesus shines purer,
Than all the angels heav’n can boast!

All fairest beauty,
Heavenly and earthly,
Wondrously, Jesus, is found in Thee;
None can be nearer,
Fairer, or dearer,
Than Thou my Savior art to me.

Beautiful Savior!
Lord of all the nations!
Son of God and Son of Man!
Glory and honor,
praise, adoration,
now and forevermore be thine.

God is our strength and refuge,
our present help in trouble,
and we therefore will not fear,
though the earth should change!
Though mountains shake and tremble,
though swirling floods are raging,
God the Lord of hosts is with us evermore!

There is a flowing river
within God’s holy city;
God is in the midst of her—
she shall not be moved!
God’s help is swiftly given,
thrones vanish at his presence—
God the Lord of hosts is with us evermore!

Come, see the works of our maker,
learn of his deeds all-powerful:
wars will cease across the world
when he shatters the spear!
Be still and know your creator,
uplift him in the nations—
God the Lord of hosts is with us evermore!

Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father;
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not;
As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.

Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see:
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided—
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

Summer and winter and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love.

Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide,
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow—
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!

Guide me, O my great Jehovah,
pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
hold me with thy pow’rful hand.
Bread of heaven, bread of heaven,
feed me till I want no more,
feed me till I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain,
whence the healing stream doth flow.
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
lead me all my journey through.
Strong Deliv’rer, strong Deliv’rer,
be thou still my strength and shield,
be thou still by strength and shield.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
bid my anxious fears subside.
Death of death, and hell’s destruction,
land me safe on Canaan’s side.
Songs of praises, songs of praises
I will ever sing to thee,
I will ever sing to thee.

What love could remember no wrongs we have done
Omniscient, all knowing, He counts not their sum
Thrown into a sea without bottom or shore
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more

Praise the Lord, His mercy is more
Stronger than darkness, new every morn
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more

What patience would wait as we constantly roam
What Father, so tender, is calling us home
He welcomes the weakest, the vilest, the poor
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more

What riches of kindness He lavished on us
His blood was the payment, His life was the cost
We stood ‘neath a debt we could never afford
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more (Chorus ×2)

Holy God, we praise thy name.
Lord of all, we bow before thee.
All on earth thy scepter claim;
all in heav’n above adore thee.
Infinite thy vast domain,
everlasting is thy reign.

Hark, the glad celestial hymn,
angel choirs above are raising.
Cherubim and seraphim,
in unceasing chorus praising,
fill the heav’ns with sweet accord:
Holy, holy, holy Lord.

Holy Father, Holy Son,
Holy Spirit, three we name thee;
while in essence only one:
undivided God, we claim thee,
and adoring bend the knee,
while we sing our praise to thee.

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three persons, blessed trinity!

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee,
casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,
which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.

Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide thee,
though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see,
only thou art holy; there is none beside thee,
perfect in pow’r, in love, and purity.

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God almighty!
All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea.
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three persons, blessed trinity!

How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss—
The Father turns His face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory.

Behold the man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders;
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished;
His dying breath has brought me life—
I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom;
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer;
But this I know with all my heart—
His wounds have paid my ransom.

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said,
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled?

“Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.

“When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

“When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

“E’en down to old age all My people shall prove
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
And then, when grey hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.

“The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
I will not, I cannot desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no, never, no, never forsake!”

O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works Thy Hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

And 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 lead me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then shall I bow with humble adoration
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art

I stand amazed in the presence
Of Jesus the Nazarene,
And wonder how He could love me,
A sinner condemned, unclean.

How marvelous! How wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
How marvelous! How wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

For me it was in the garden,
He prayed: “Not my will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.

He took my sins and my sorrows,
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv’ry,
And suffered, and died alone.

When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible, hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish—but naught changeth Thee.

Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
All praise we would render; oh, help us to see
’Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee.

In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid Ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe.
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.

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 (it is well)
With my soul (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 has 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 the cross, and I bear it no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, o my soul

I hear the Savior say,
“Thy strength indeed is small,
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all.”

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy pow’r, and Thine alone,
Can change the leper’s spots,
And melt the heart of stone.

For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim—
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.

And when, before the throne,
I stand in Him complete,
“Jesus died my soul to save,”
My lips shall still repeat.

Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Doth his successive journeys run;
His Kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

To Him shall endless prayer be made.
And princes throng to crown His head,
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name.

Blessings abound where’er He reigns:
The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.

Where He displays His healing power
Death and the curse are known no more;
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

Let every creature rise and bring
The greatest honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat with loud, Amen!

Jesus, what a friend for sinners!
Jesus! Lover of my soul;
Friends may fail me, foes assail me,
He, my Savior, makes me whole.

Hallelujah!* what a Savior!
Hallelujah! what a Friend!
Saving, helping, keeping, loving,
He is with me to the end.

Jesus! what a Strength in weakness!
Let me hide myself in Him.
Tempted, tried, and often failing,
He, my Strength, my victory wins.

Jesus! what a Help in sorrow!
While the billows over me roll,
Even when my heart is breaking,
He, my Comfort, helps my soul.

Jesus! I do now receive Him,
More than all in Him I find.
He has granted me forgiveness,
I am His, and He is mine.

* Hallelujah means “praise Yah(weh)”

Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid’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, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt;
Fightings within, and fears without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

“Man of Sorrows,” what a name
For the Son of God who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim!
Hallelujah!* what a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood;
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless, we,
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
Full atonement—can it be?
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die,
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in heaven exalted high;
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

* Hallelujah means “praise Yah(weh)”

Mighty Lord, extend Your kingdom,
Be the truth with triumph crowned;
Let the lands that sit in darkness
Hear the glorious Gospel sound,
From our borders, from our borders
To the world’s remotest bound.

By Your arm, eternal Father,
Scatter far the shades of night
Let the great Immanuel’s kingdom
Open like the morning light;
Let all barriers, let all barriers
Yield before Your heav’nly might.

Come in all your Spirit’s power;
Come, Your reign on earth restore.
In Your strength ride forth and conquer,
Still advancing more and more,
Till all people, till all people
Shall your holy name adore.

My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine;
for thee all the follies of sin I resign;
my gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I love thee because thou hast first lovéd me
and purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I’ll love thee in life, I will love thee in death,
and praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath,
and say when the deathdew lies cold on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore thee in heaven so bright;
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer’s praise
My great Redeemer’s praise
The glories of my God and king
The triumphs of His grace!
The triumphs of His grace!
The triumphs of His grace!

My gracious Master and my God
Assist me to proclaim
Assist me to proclaim
To spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of Thy name
The honors of Thy name
The honors of Thy name.

Jesus! the name that charms our fears
That bids our sorrows cease
That bids our sorrows cease
’Tis music in the sinner’s ears
’Tis life, and health, and peace
’Tis life, and health, and peace
’Tis life, and health, and peace.

He breaks the pow’r of canceled sin
He sets the pris’ner free
He sets the pris’ner free
His blood can make the foulest clean
His blood availed for me
His blood availed for me
His blood availed for me.

He speaks, and, list’ning to His voice
New life the dead receive
New life the dead receive
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice
The humble poor believe
The humble poor believe
The humble poor believe.

Glory to God, and praise and love
Be ever, ever giv’n
Be ever, ever giv’n
By saints below and saints above
The church in earth and heav’n
The church in earth and heav’n
The church in earth and heav’n.

O great God of highest heav’n
Occupy my lowly heart
Own it all and reign supreme
Conquer every rebel power
Let no vice or sin remain
That resists Your holy war
You have loved and purchased me
Make me Yours forevermore

I was blinded by my sin
Had no ears to hear Your voice
Did not know Your love within
Had no taste for heaven’s joys
Then Your Spirit gave me life
Opened up Your Word to me
Through the gospel of Your Son
Gave me endless hope and peace

Help me now to live a life
That’s dependent on Your grace
Keep my heart and guard my soul
From the evils that I face
You are worthy to be praised
With my every thought and deed
O great God of highest heav’n
Glorify Your Name through me

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But 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.

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.
Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe;
Forward into battle see His banners go!

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus going on before.

At the sign of triumph Satan’s host doth flee;
On then, Christian soldiers, on to victory!
Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout of praise;
Brothers, lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.

Like a mighty army moves the church of God;
Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,
One in hope and doctrine, one in charity.

Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane,
But the church of Jesus constant will remain.
Gates of hell can never ’gainst that church prevail;
We have Christ’s own promise, and that cannot fail.

Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng,
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song.
Glory, laud, and honor unto Christ the King,
This through countless ages men and angels sing.

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near
Join me in glad adoration.

Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth!
Hast thou not seen how thy desires e’er have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?

Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee!
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee;
Ponder anew what the Almighty can do
If with His love He befriend thee.

Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him!
Let the amen sound from His people again
Gladly forever adore Him.

Let the amen sound from His people again;
Gladly forever adore him.
Praise Him with glad adoration!

To the tune of Holy Holy Holy

God, my heart is steadfast
I, I will sing praises
And with all my being to You
My song I will sing.
Waken harp and lyre
Dawn I will awaken
With many peoples
Yahweh, thanks I bring.

Lord, among the peoples
I will sing Your praises
From among the nations
My praise to You will rise.
For Your lovingkindness
Is above the heavens
Your faithfulness extends
Into the skies.

God, above the heavens
O be thou exalted
And above all earth and sky
Your glory lifted be
So that Your beloved
Then may be delivered
Save with Your right hand
Answer give to me.

To the tune of Come Thou Fount

I’ve judged rightly and with justice;
Leave me not lest foes oppress.
Guarantee good for Your servant,
Lest the proud cause me distress.
Your just promise, Your salvation,
My eyes, failing, long to see.
With Your servant deal in mercy,
And Your statutes teach to me.

I’m Your servant; give me insight
That Your statutes I may know.
Lord, it is Your time for action,
For Your law they overthrow.
But I love all Your commandments
More than gold, the finest gold.
So Your precepts I deem upright,
All that’s false in hatred hold.

To the tune of Guide Me O Thou Great Jehovah

I was filled with joy and gladness
When I heard them say to me:
“Let us make our pilgrim journey,
Then the Lord’s house we will see.”
We were standing! We were standing!
In your gates, Jerusalem!
In your gates, Jerusalem!

In Jerus’lem, built securely,
There the tribes—the Lord’s tribes—go.
This is Isr’el’s obligation,
To the Lord’s name thanks they show.
There, for justice, there, for justice,
Stand the thrones of David’s house,
Stand the thrones of David’s house.

For Jerusalem’s wellbeing
Intercede and pray for peace:
“All the ones who truly love you,
May they prosper and increase.
Peace and safety, peace and safety
Be within your walls and tow’rs,
Be within your walls and tow’rs.”

I will say, “May peace be with you!”
For my friends’ and brothers’ sake.
For the Lord’s house, our God’s temple,
This my purpose I will make:
Your wellbeing, your wellbeing,
I will seek with all my heart,
I will seek with all my heart.

To the tune of Come Thou Fount

Bless’d the man that fears Jehovah
And that walketh in His ways
Thou shalt eat of thy hands’ labor
And be prospered all thy days
Like a vine with fruit abounding
In thy house thy wife is found
And like olive plants thy children
Compassing thy table round.

Lo, on him that fears Jehovah
Shall this blessedness attend
For Jehovah out of Zion
Shall to thee His blessing send
Thou shalt see Jerusal’m prosper
All thy days till life shall cease
Thou shalt see thy children’s children
Unto Israel be peace

To the tune of When I Survey (NZ version)

The eyes of all
are turned to You;
Their food in season You will give;
You satisfy with opened hand
Desires of everything that lives. \

The Lord is just
in all His ways;
In all His works His love is shown;
The Lord is near to all who call,
Who call in truth on Him alone.

Those fearing Him
He satisfies;
He’ll save them for He hears their cry.
The Lord preserves those loving Him,
But by His wrath the wicked die.

I’ll speak the praises of the Lord,
His praises from my mouth will pour;
All flesh will bless His holy name
Forever and forevermore.

To the tune of And Can It Be

The Lord reply in your distress;
May Jacob’s God defend you then.
And from His place of holiness
Both strength and help from Zion send.
May He accept your sacrifice,
And all your off’rings bear in mind.
May He grant all your heart’s delights,
Fulfilling all you have designed.

In Your salvation we’ll rejoice,
In our God’s name our banners raise;
May the LORD always hear your voice,
Grant all you ask through all your days.
I know now that the Lord defends
And saves His own anointed king.
From holy heav’n He answer sends;
His right hand saving pow’r will bring.

A trust in chariots some proclaim,
And some in horses take their pride;
But we will boast and praise this Name:
The LORD our God, and none beside.
While we are raised and upright stand,
Our foes are made to bow and fall.
O save the king, Lord, by Your hand,
And answer us the day we call.

To the tune of There Is A Fountain

Blessed is the one who turns away
From where the wicked walk
Who does not stand in sinners’ paths
Or sit with those who mock.

Instead he finds God’s holy law
His joy and great delight
He makes the precepts of Yahweh
His study day and night.

He prospers ever like a tree
That’s planted by a stream
And in due season yields its fruit
Its leaves are always green.

Not so the wicked! They are like
The chaff that’s blown away
They will not stand when judgment comes
Or with the righteous stay.

For Yahweh sees and knows the way
That all the righteous go
But those who live in wickedness
Yahweh will overthrow.

To the tune of Praise To the Lord the Almighty

All earth, with joy, to the Lord come with loud voices ringing.
With gladness serve the Lord; come to Him joyfully singing.
Yahweh is God, know that He made us His own.
We are the sheep of His pasture.

Enter His gates with thanksgiving, to His courts come praising.
To Him be thankful, and bless His name, your voices raising.
Yahweh is good; His lovingkindness endures
His faithfulness lasts forever.

To the tune of Amazing Grace

I lift my eyes up unto you—
The One enthroned in heav’n
As slaves look to their master’s hand
So will my gaze be giv’n.

Just as a maiden’s eyes look to
Her mistress whom she knows
So our eyes look unto Yahweh
Till he his mercy shows.

Have mercy on us, Lord, we pray
For we’ve endured much scorn
Endured contempt from proud who scoff
Their ridicule we’ve borne.

To the tune of Be Thou My Vision

All, like Mount Zion, unmoved shall endure
Whose confidence in the Lord is secure.
Like hills encircling Jerus’lem around,
Always the Lord will His people surround.

No wicked ruler for long will remain
Over the righteous ones’ chosen domain,
Lest righteous men yield to evil too strong,
Putting their hands to commit what is wrong.

Lord, to the good and the upright in heart
Show goodness; but make the crooked depart.
All who do evil the Lord will expel;
O let Your peace rest upon Israel.

To the tune of O Sacred Head Now Wounded

Within his heart the fool spoke,
And said, “There is no God!”
Destructive in their vile deeds,
Not one of them does good.
The Lord looks down from heaven
Upon the human race:
Has anyone shown wisdom,
Does any seek God’s face?

Together they’re corrupted;
They all have turned aside.
Not one for good has labored,
Not even one has tried.
Have all of them no knowledge
Whose deeds are so abhorred?
Like bread they eat My people,
And call not on the Lord.

There they will be in terror,
For God is with the just.
Though you would shame the wretched,
The Lord remains his trust.
From Zion, send salvation,
And help to Isr’el bring!
The Lord restores His captives—
Let Jacob—Isr’el—sing!

O Lord, who may abide in Your tent?
Who may dwell on Your holy hill?
O Lord, who may abide in Your tent?
Who may dwell on Your holy hill?

He who walks with integrity
All his works are righteousness
Who speaks the truth deep within his heart
Does not slander with his lips

He who loves all his neighbors well
Does no wrong unto his friends
Who honors all those who fear the Lord
But the wicked he condemns

He who swears unto his own hurt
And who never takes a bribe
He’s honest in everything he does
Never moves or turns aside

Tune: Matthew Montgomery

Preserve me, O God, for I’m trusting in You.
“Yes, You are my Master,” I said to the Lord;
Besides You I do not possess any good.
In Your holy messengers I take delight.

Those running to idols will multiply griefs.
I will not pour out their drink off’rings of blood,
Nor will I confess their vain names with my lips.
The Lord’s my inherited portion and cup.

You care for my lot, where the lines fell to me,
My pleasant and lovely inherited land.
The Lord who gives counsel to me I will bless,
For surely my mind teaches me through the night.

The Lord ever present before me I keep.
He stands at my right hand; I shall not be moved.
My glory rejoices, my heart is made glad;
And also my flesh will live safely at ease.

For You’ll not abandon my soul to the grave,
Your Godly One You will preserve from decay.
Life’s path You will show me; full joy is with You;
Your right hand holds pleasures for me evermore.

To the tune of O Come O Come Immanuel

My God, my God, to You I cry,
O why have You forsaken me?
Why are You far from giving help,
And from my agonizing plea?
All day, my God, I cry in vain;
By night, yet no relief I gain.

But still You are the Holy One;
On Isr’el’s praise You are enthroned.
Our fathers put their trust in You;
You saved them when to You they groaned.
To You they cried, and rescue came;
They trusted, and were free from shame.

Reproached of men, by all despised,
A worm, and not a man, am I.
All they that see me laugh in scorn;
They shake their heads and taunting, cry:
“He trusts the Lord! Let him defend
And save him, if He is his friend!”

You brought me safely from the womb,
Gave faith when on my mother’s breast,
Since birth entrusted to Your care.
You’ve been my God, in You I rest.
Be not far off, for grief is near;
No other helper will appear.

All ends of earth will turn to Him;
The LORD they will again recall.
The nations’ fam’lies all will come,
To worship and before Him fall,
Because the LORD the kingdom owns
And rules above all earthly thrones.

All those who prosper in the earth
Will eat and low before Him bend;
And in His presence all will bow,
Who helpless to the dust descend,
Who even though they vainly strive,
Can never keep their souls alive.

A seed will rise to do His will,
And of the Lord be made aware.
The generation that will come
Will then His righteousness declare
To people who are yet to be,
That He has done this; it was He.

To the tune of To God Be the Glory

The earth and the riches that in it is stored,
The world and its dwellers belong to the Lord.
For He is the One who first caused it to stand,
And up from the seas He established the land.

O who can the path to the Lord’s mount ascend?
And who in the place of His holiness stand?
The man of pure heart and of hands without stain,
Who swears not to idols nor worships what’s vain.

Yes, he from the Lord shall a blessing obtain,
And from God his Savior he’ll righteousness gain.
Thus looking to Him is a whole blessed race;
All those who, like Jacob, are seeking Your face.

O gates, lift your heads! Ancient doors, lift them high!
The great King of glory to enter draws nigh!
O who is the King that in glory draws near?
The Lord, mighty Lord of the battle, is here!

O gates, lift your heads! Ancient doors, lift them high!
The great King of glory to enter draws nigh!
This great King of glory, O who can He be?
The Lord God of hosts, King of glory is He!

To the tune of Immortal Invisible God Only Wise

You sons of the gods, give Yahweh as His right,
Ascribe to the Lord both great glory and might.
And unto the Lord’s name its glory accord;
In splendor of holiness worship the Lord.

The Lord’s voice is over the waters abroad;
And thunder proceeds from the glorious God.
Above the great waters the Lord from His height!
The Lord’s voice of splendor! The Lord’s voice of might!

The voice of the Lord splits the cedars in two;
The Lord shatters trees that in Lebanon grew.
Then Lebanon’s hills and Mount Sirion reeled
When He made them skip like young calves in the field.

The Lord’s voice in flashes of lightning exclaims,
The places it strikes all burst out into flames;
The voice of the Lord makes the wilderness quake;
The Lord makes the desert of Kadesh to shake.

The Lord’s voice induces the deer to give birth,
And strips bare the forests that cover the earth;
But inside His temple all things will exclaim,
And everything found there will “Glory!” proclaim.

The Lord ruled as King as the floodwaters raged,
And still shall the Lord rule throughout every age.
The Lord will the strength of His people increase;
The Lord gives His people the blessing of peace.

See how my foes increase
See them rising up against me
They rob my soul of peace
And say there is no help in God

You, O Lord, You are my shield
You lift my head
I’m as safe with You Out on the field
As in my bed—
You keep my life concealed
You are my shield

I lifted up my voice
And You answered from Your mountain
You made my soul rejoice
For yes, there is great help in God

Rise up, O Lord, and fight
Break their jaws, destroy the wicked
Show us Your pow’r and might
None can save us, none but God

To the tune of Scarborough Fair

Listen to my words, O Lord;
Know the whispered things I say.
Heed my crying out for help—
God, my King, to You I pray.

Hear me in the morning, Lord,
When I lift my voice on high,
Setting forth my plea to You,
Looking out with watchful eye.

For I know that You, O God,
Find in evil no delight;
Evil cannot dwell with You,
Nor the proud stand in Your sight.

You hate all who practice sin.
You destroy the one who lies;
For the Lord abominates
Those who schemes of blood devise.

Yet in Your abounding love,
To Your house will I draw near,
Bowing to Your holy place,
Worshiping in rev’rent fear.

To the tune of Rock of Ages

God be merciful to me
On your love I rest my plea
By your vast abounding grace
My transgressions all erase
From the stain of every sin
Wash, and make me clean within.

For my sins before me rise
Always present to my eyes
I have sinned ’gainst you alone
In your sight I’ve evil done
So your words are proven true
Righteous are your judgments too.

Truly I was born in sin
Sinful when conceived within
Surely you desire to find
Faithfulness in heart and mind
You will, deep within my heart
Wisdom unto me impart.

O, with hyssop sprinkle me
And from sin I clean will be
Wash me from its stain, and so
I’ll be whiter than the snow
Make me hear joy’s cheering voice
Let the bones you crushed rejoice.

To the tune of Be Thou My Vision

Yahweh, my God, I take refuge in You
O save me from all those who have pursued
Lest they should tear me like lions with prey
With none to rescue, they’d drag me away.

Yahweh my God, if my hands were unjust
Harming my foes or my friends in their trust
Let my pursuer come near and surround
Trampling my life in the dust of the ground.

Lord, rise in anger, and be my defense
Against my enemy’s rage so intense
Rise, bring the judgment that You have decreed
Let peoples come and with You gathered be.

Come back to rule over them from on high.
Yahweh will judge as the nations draw nigh
My cause is right, Lord, O vindicate me;
Judge me as You my integrity see.

O let the evil of wicked men cease,
And all the righteous establish in peace;
God who is righteous examines and finds
All of the depths of men’s hearts and their minds.

Rejoice, the Lord is King,
Your Lord and King adore;
Rejoice, give thanks and sing and triumph evermore:
Lift up your heart,
Lift up your voice, rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

His kingdom cannot fail;
He rules o’er earth and heav’n;
The keys of death and hell are to our Jesus giv’n:
Lift up your heart,
Lift up your voice, rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

Jesus, the Savior reigns,
The God of truth and love:
When He had purged our stains he took His seat above:
Lift up your heart,
Lift up your voice, rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

He sits at God’s right hand
Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command and fall beneath His feet:
Lift up your heart,
Lift up your voice, rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone,
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hands I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress,
Helpless, look to Thee for grace:
Foul, I to the fountain fly,
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

Speak, O Lord, as we come to You
To receive the food of your holy word.
Take Your truth, plant it deep in us;
Shape and fashion us in Your likeness,
That the light of Christ might be seen today
In our acts of love and our deeds of faith.
Speak, O Lord, and fulfil in us
All Your purposes, for Your glory.

Teach us Lord full obedience,
Holy reverence, true humility.
Test our thoughts and our attitudes
In the radiance of Your purity.
Cause our faith to rise, cause our eyes to see,
Your majestic love and authority.
Words of power that can never fail;
Let their truth prevail over unbelief.

Speak, O Lord, and renew our minds;
Help us grasp the heights of Your plans for us.
Truths unchanged from the dawn of time,
That will echo down through eternity.
And by grace we’ll stand on Your promises;
And by faith we’ll walk as You walk with us.
Speak, O Lord, ’til Your church is built.
And the earth is filled with Your glory.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord!
Unnumbered blessings give my spirit voice—
Tender to me the promise of his word;
In God my Savior shall my heart rejoice.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his Name!
Make known his might, the deeds his arm has done—
His mercy sure, from age to age to same;
His holy Name—Yahweh, the Mighty One.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his might!
Powers and dominions lay their glory by—
Proud hearts and stubborn wills are put to flight,
The hungry fed, the humble lifted high.

Tell out, my soul, the glories of his word!
Firm is his promise, and his mercy sure—
Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord
To children’s children and for evermore!

The grace of God has reached for me
And pulled me from the raging sea
And I am safe on this solid ground
The Lord is my salvation

I will not fear when darkness falls
His strength will help me scale these walls
I’ll see the dawn of the rising sun
The Lord is my salvation

Who is like the Lord our God?
Strong to save, faithful in love
My debt is paid and the vict’ry won
The Lord is my salvation

My hope is hidden in the Lord
He flow’rs each promise of His Word
When winter fades I know spring will come
The Lord is my salvation

In times of waiting, times of need
When I know loss, when I am weak
I know His grace will renew these days
The Lord is my salvation

Glory be to God the Father
Glory be to God the Son
Glory be to God the Spirit
The Lord is our salvation

On a hill far away
Stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suff’ring and shame
And I love that old cross
Where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

Oh, that old rugged cross
So despised by the world
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For the dear Lamb of God
Left his glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary

In the old rugged cross
Stained with blood so divine
A wonderous beauty I see
For ’twas on that old cross
Jesus suffered and died
To pardon and sanctify me

To the old rugged cross
I will ever be true
Its shame and reproach gladly bear
Then He’ll call me some day
To my home far away
Where his glory forever I’ll share

Oh, to see the dawn of the darkest day
Christ on the road to Calvary
Tried by sinful men, torn and beaten then
Nailed to the cross of wood

This the power of the cross
Christ became sin for us,
took the blame, bore the wrath
We stand forgiven at the cross

Oh, to see the pain written on your face
Bearing the awesome weight of sin
Every bitter thought, every evil deed
Crowning your blood-stained brow

Now the daylight flees, now the ground beneath
Quakes as its maker bows his head
Curtain torn in two, dead are raised to life
Finished, the victory cry!

Oh, to see my name written in the wounds
For through your suff’ring I am free
Death is crushed to death, life is mine to live
Won through your selfless love

This the power of the cross
Son of God slain for us,
What a love, what a cost
We stand forgiven at the cross!

The Son of God goes forth to war,
a kingly crown to gain;
His blood-red banner streams afar!
Who follows in his train?
Who best can drink His cup of woe,
triumphant over pain,
who patient bears his cross below,
he follows in His train.

The martyr first, whose eagle eye
could pierce beyond the grave;
who saw his Master in the sky
and called on Him to save.
Like Him, with pardon on His tongue
in midst of mortal pain,
he prayed for them that did the wrong!
Who follows in His train?

A glorious band, the chosen few
on whom the Spirit came,
twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew,
and mocked the cross and flame.
They met the tyrant’s brandished steel,
the lion’s gory mane;
they bowed their necks the death to feel:
who follows in their train?

A noble army, men and boys,
the matron and the maid,
around the Savior’s throne rejoice
in robes of light arrayed.
They climbed the steep ascent of heav’n
through peril, toil and pain;
O God, to us may grace be giv’n
to follow in their train.

’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to take Him at His Word
Just to rest upon His promise,
Just to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
Oh, for grace to trust Him more!

I’m so glad I learned to trust Him,
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend
And I know that He is with me,
Will be with me to the end.

Oh, how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood
And in simple faith to plunge me
’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!

Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.

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.

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the people rejoice!
Oh, come to the Father, through Jesus the Son,
And give Him the glory, great things He hath done.

Oh, 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.

Great things He hath taught us, great things He hath 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.

When we walk with the Lord
In the light of His Word,
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will,
He abides with us still,
And with all who will trust and obey.

Trust and obey,
For there’s no other way
To be happy in Jesus,
But to trust and obey.

Not a shadow can rise,
Not a cloud in the skies,
But His smile quickly drives it away;
Not a doubt or a fear,
Not a sigh or a tear,
Can abide while we trust and obey.

Not a burden we bear,
Not a sorrow we share,
But our toil He doth richly repay;
Not a grief or a loss,
Not a frown or a cross,
But is blest if we trust and obey.

But we never can prove
The delights of His love,
Until all on the altar we lay;
For the favor He shows,
And the joy He bestows,
Are for them who will trust and obey.

Then in fellowship sweet
We will sit at His feet
Or we’ll walk by His side in the way.
What He says we will do,
Where He sends we will go;
Never fear, only trust and obey.

Low in the grave he lay
Jesus my Savior
Waiting the coming day
Jesus my Lord!

Up from the grave he arose
With a mighty triumph o’er his foes
He arose a victor from the dark domain
And he lives forever with his saints to reign—
He arose!
He arose!
Hallelujah—Christ arose!*

Vainly they watch his bed
Jesus my Savior
Vainly they seal the dead
Jesus my Lord!

Death cannot keep its prey
Jesus my Savior
He tore the bars away
Jesus my Lord!

* Hallelujah means “praise Yah(weh)”

What a Friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

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 all the realms of nature mine
That were an offering far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all