#1: Amazing Grace
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!
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, Who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
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.
#2: Blessed Assurance
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O 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 submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
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 submission, all is at rest
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
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.
#3: Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father and I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter and Thou my high Tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only be first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
#4: Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded 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 hand I bring,
Simply to the 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,
[originally When my eye-strings break 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.
#5: Doxology
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
#6: Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus
O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There’s a light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;
Over us sin no more hath dominion—
For more than conquerors we are!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
His Word shall not fail you—He promised;
Believe Him, and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying,
His perfect salvation to tell!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
#7: Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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 Thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve 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.
O 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.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.
#8: Holy, Holy, Holy
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,
who 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!
#9: Great is Thy Faithfulness
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.
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!
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!
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!
#10: A Mighty Fortress is Our God
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 power 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 powers,
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.
#11: It is Well
When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought—
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more;
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live;
If dark hours about me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
#12: To God be the Glory
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 our redemption to win,
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.
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.
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.
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.
#13: When We Survey the Wondrous Cross
When we survey the wondrous cross
On which the Lord of glory died,
Our richest gain we count but loss,
And pour contempt on all our pride.
Our God forbid that we should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, our Lord;
All the vain things that charm us most,
We’d sacrifice them to His blood.
There from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flowed mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
His dying crimson, from His head
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
To all the world then am I dead,
And all the world is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature ours,
That were an offering far too small;
Love that transcends our highest pow’rs,
Demands our heart, our life, our all.
#14: Jesus Paid it All
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.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim—
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
And when, before the throne,
I stand in Him complete,
“Jesus died my soul to save,
My lips shall still repeat.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
#15: My Hope is Built on Nothing Less
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.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
In Him, my righteousness, alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
#16: How Great Thou Art
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed
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!
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze
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
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!
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"
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!
#17: Psalm 3
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
But 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
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
Rise up, O Lord, and fight
Break their jaws, destroy the wicked
Show us Your power and might
None can save us, none but 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
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
My foes around me all will yield
I know the victory is sealed
You are my shield
#18 - Psalm 14
Every fool says in his heart
That there is no God above
They’re corrupt in every part
But they only talk of love
All their plots and all their plans
Aim to kill the righteous man
Not a one does any good
Not a one has understood
Now the Lord looks down from heaven
Sifting all the thoughts of man
Searching every single heart
For the one who understands
But they all have gone astray
Everyone to his own way
Not a one does any good
Not a one has understood
O rejoice! O be glad!
Do not let your hearts be sad
Lift your voices, God is near
The ungodly are in fear
From Mount Zion, Savior, fly
Raise Your glory to the sky
Bring Your children safely home
O Savior, come
Every day the wicked prey
On the poor as if they’re bread
Soon will come the blessed day
When God strikes their souls with dread
See them tremble then with fear
For the Holy One draws near
God is with the righteous poor
He is with them evermore
O rejoice! O be glad!
Do not let your hearts be sad
Lift your voices, God is near
The ungodly are in fear
From Mount Zion, Savior, fly
Raise Your glory to the sky
Bring Your children safely home
O Savior, come
(x2)
#19 - Psalm 15
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
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 loves all his neighbors well
Does no wrong unto his friends
Who honors all those who fear the Lord
But the wicked he condemns
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 swears unto his own hurt
And who never takes a bribe
He’s honest in everything he does
Never moves or turns aside
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?
(x2)
#20 - Psalm 34
I sought the Lord
And He answered me
And delivered me
From every fear
Those who look on Him
Are radiant
They'll never be ashamed
They'll never be ashamed
This poor man cried
And the Lord heard me
And saved me from
My enemies
The Son of God
Surrounds His saints
He will deliver them
He will deliver them
Magnify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name together
Glorify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name forever
Taste and see
That the Lord is good
Oh bless us here
Who hides in Him
Oh fear the Lord
Oh all you saints
He'll give you everything
He'll give you everything
CHORUS: Magnify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name together
Glorify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name forever
Let us bless the Lord
Every day and night
Never ending praise
May our incense rise
[x3]
BACK TO CHORUS X2
#21 - Psalm 100
(To The Tune of Doxology)
All people that on earth do dwell,
sing to the LORD with cheerful voice.
Serve him with joy, his praises tell,
come now before him and rejoice!
Know that the LORD is God indeed;
he formed us all without our aid.
We are the flock he surely feeds,
the sheep who by his hand were made.
O enter then his gates with joy,
within his courts his praise proclaim!
Let thankful songs your tongues employ.
O bless and magnify his name!
Because the LORD our God is good,
his mercy is forever sure.
His faithfulness at all times stood
and shall from age to age endure.
#22 - Psalm 145
I will bless You all of my days, Lord
I will praise You always, my God and King
I will bless and honor Your name, Lord
Always and forever my soul will sing
Such a vast unsearchable greatness
Great is Yahweh, worthy of all our praise
Let your people sound through the ages
All your awesome works till the end of days
We have seen your splendor and glory
We have seen your wonders and stand amazed
Every tongue will echo your story
Everyone will sing of your righteous ways
Oh let all that lives ever bless His name
All that you have made, Lord, will praise you
All your saints will worship in joyful strains
Praise the Lord who ransoms and rescues
Praise the God of glory who ever reigns
He is holy, judging the wicked
Guarding those that love him and fear his name
All that call out, Yahweh is with them
He will hear their cries, He is strong to save
He upholds the one who is stumbling
Lifting up those burdened with heavy loads
Opening his hands to the hungry
Blessing all that look to their Lord in hope
He is tender toward his creation
He is faithful and gracious in all he does
Great is Yahweh, full with compassion
Slow to anger, filled with unfailing love
Oh, let all that live ever bless His name
Oh, let all that live ever bless His name
Psalm 8
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 1:
Out of the mouth of infants, you've established your strength
to thwart your foes and still the enemy
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 2:
You have given dominion over the works of your hands
the beasts, the birds, and all the paths of the seas
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 3:
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers
the moon and stars, which you have set in place (2x)
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Psalm 42 (v. 1-5, 11)
(To the Tune of “God Moves in A Mysterious Way”)
Like as the deer for water-brooks,
in thirst does pant and bray;
So pants my longing soul, O God,
that come to thee I may.
My soul for God, the living God
does thirst: when shall I near
Unto thy countenance approach,
and in God’s sight appear?
My tears have been my food all day,
and also through the night;
While men mock me and say all day,
“Where is your God of might?”
These things I do remember well,
as I pour out my soul:
How I went with the multitude
into the house of God.
I led the great procession with
a shout of joy and song,
With thanks and praise I went among
the festive, joyful throng.
Why are you so downcast, my soul?
Why so disturbed in me?
Put hope in God—I’ll praise Him yet;
my Savior God is He!
O why are you cast down, my soul?
why, thus with grief oppressed,
Are you disquieted in me?
in God still hope and rest:
For yet I know I shall him praise,
who graciously to me
The health is of my countenance,
yea, mine own God is He.
#1: Amazing Grace
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!
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, Who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
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.
#2: Blessed Assurance
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O 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 submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
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 submission, all is at rest
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
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.
#3: Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father and I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter and Thou my high Tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only be first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
#4: Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded 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 hand I bring,
Simply to the 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,
[originally When my eye-strings break 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.
#5: Doxology
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
#6: Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus
O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There’s a light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;
Over us sin no more hath dominion—
For more than conquerors we are!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
His Word shall not fail you—He promised;
Believe Him, and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying,
His perfect salvation to tell!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
#7: Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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 Thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve 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.
O 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.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.
#8: Holy, Holy, Holy
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,
who 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!
#9: Great is Thy Faithfulness
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.
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!
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!
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!
#10: A Mighty Fortress is Our God
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 power 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 powers,
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.
#11: It is Well
When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought—
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more;
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live;
If dark hours about me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
#12: To God be the Glory
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 our redemption to win,
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.
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.
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.
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.
#13: When We Survey the Wondrous Cross
When we survey the wondrous cross
On which the Lord of glory died,
Our richest gain we count but loss,
And pour contempt on all our pride.
Our God forbid that we should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, our Lord;
All the vain things that charm us most,
We’d sacrifice them to His blood.
There from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flowed mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
His dying crimson, from His head
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
To all the world then am I dead,
And all the world is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature ours,
That were an offering far too small;
Love that transcends our highest pow’rs,
Demands our heart, our life, our all.
#14: Jesus Paid it All
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.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim—
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
And when, before the throne,
I stand in Him complete,
“Jesus died my soul to save,
My lips shall still repeat.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
#15: My Hope is Built on Nothing Less
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.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
In Him, my righteousness, alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
#16: How Great Thou Art
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed
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!
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze
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
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!
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"
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!
#17: Psalm 3
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
But 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
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
Rise up, O Lord, and fight
Break their jaws, destroy the wicked
Show us Your power and might
None can save us, none but 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
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
My foes around me all will yield
I know the victory is sealed
You are my shield
#18 - Psalm 14
Every fool says in his heart
That there is no God above
They’re corrupt in every part
But they only talk of love
All their plots and all their plans
Aim to kill the righteous man
Not a one does any good
Not a one has understood
Now the Lord looks down from heaven
Sifting all the thoughts of man
Searching every single heart
For the one who understands
But they all have gone astray
Everyone to his own way
Not a one does any good
Not a one has understood
O rejoice! O be glad!
Do not let your hearts be sad
Lift your voices, God is near
The ungodly are in fear
From Mount Zion, Savior, fly
Raise Your glory to the sky
Bring Your children safely home
O Savior, come
Every day the wicked prey
On the poor as if they’re bread
Soon will come the blessed day
When God strikes their souls with dread
See them tremble then with fear
For the Holy One draws near
God is with the righteous poor
He is with them evermore
O rejoice! O be glad!
Do not let your hearts be sad
Lift your voices, God is near
The ungodly are in fear
From Mount Zion, Savior, fly
Raise Your glory to the sky
Bring Your children safely home
O Savior, come
(x2)
#19 - Psalm 15
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
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 loves all his neighbors well
Does no wrong unto his friends
Who honors all those who fear the Lord
But the wicked he condemns
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 swears unto his own hurt
And who never takes a bribe
He’s honest in everything he does
Never moves or turns aside
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?
(x2)
#20 - Psalm 34
I sought the Lord
And He answered me
And delivered me
From every fear
Those who look on Him
Are radiant
They'll never be ashamed
They'll never be ashamed
This poor man cried
And the Lord heard me
And saved me from
My enemies
The Son of God
Surrounds His saints
He will deliver them
He will deliver them
Magnify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name together
Glorify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name forever
Taste and see
That the Lord is good
Oh bless us here
Who hides in Him
Oh fear the Lord
Oh all you saints
He'll give you everything
He'll give you everything
CHORUS: Magnify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name together
Glorify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name forever
Let us bless the Lord
Every day and night
Never ending praise
May our incense rise
[x3]
BACK TO CHORUS X2
#21 - Psalm 100
(To The Tune of Doxology)
All people that on earth do dwell,
sing to the LORD with cheerful voice.
Serve him with joy, his praises tell,
come now before him and rejoice!
Know that the LORD is God indeed;
he formed us all without our aid.
We are the flock he surely feeds,
the sheep who by his hand were made.
O enter then his gates with joy,
within his courts his praise proclaim!
Let thankful songs your tongues employ.
O bless and magnify his name!
Because the LORD our God is good,
his mercy is forever sure.
His faithfulness at all times stood
and shall from age to age endure.
#22 - Psalm 145
I will bless You all of my days, Lord
I will praise You always, my God and King
I will bless and honor Your name, Lord
Always and forever my soul will sing
Such a vast unsearchable greatness
Great is Yahweh, worthy of all our praise
Let your people sound through the ages
All your awesome works till the end of days
We have seen your splendor and glory
We have seen your wonders and stand amazed
Every tongue will echo your story
Everyone will sing of your righteous ways
Oh let all that lives ever bless His name
All that you have made, Lord, will praise you
All your saints will worship in joyful strains
Praise the Lord who ransoms and rescues
Praise the God of glory who ever reigns
He is holy, judging the wicked
Guarding those that love him and fear his name
All that call out, Yahweh is with them
He will hear their cries, He is strong to save
He upholds the one who is stumbling
Lifting up those burdened with heavy loads
Opening his hands to the hungry
Blessing all that look to their Lord in hope
He is tender toward his creation
He is faithful and gracious in all he does
Great is Yahweh, full with compassion
Slow to anger, filled with unfailing love
Oh, let all that live ever bless His name
Oh, let all that live ever bless His name
Psalm 8
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 1:
Out of the mouth of infants, you've established your strength
to thwart your foes and still the enemy
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 2:
You have given dominion over the works of your hands
the beasts, the birds, and all the paths of the seas
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 3:
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers
the moon and stars, which you have set in place (2x)
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Psalm 42 (v. 1-5, 11)
(To the Tune of “God Moves in A Mysterious Way”)
Like as the deer for water-brooks,
in thirst does pant and bray;
So pants my longing soul, O God,
that come to thee I may.
My soul for God, the living God
does thirst: when shall I near
Unto thy countenance approach,
and in God’s sight appear?
My tears have been my food all day,
and also through the night;
While men mock me and say all day,
“Where is your God of might?”
These things I do remember well,
as I pour out my soul:
How I went with the multitude
into the house of God.
I led the great procession with
a shout of joy and song,
With thanks and praise I went among
the festive, joyful throng.
Why are you so downcast, my soul?
Why so disturbed in me?
Put hope in God—I’ll praise Him yet;
my Savior God is He!
O why are you cast down, my soul?
why, thus with grief oppressed,
Are you disquieted in me?
in God still hope and rest:
For yet I know I shall him praise,
who graciously to me
The health is of my countenance,
yea, mine own God is He.
#1: Amazing Grace
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!
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, Who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
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.
#2: Blessed Assurance
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O 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 submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
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 submission, all is at rest
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
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.
#3: Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father and I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter and Thou my high Tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only be first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
#4: Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded 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 hand I bring,
Simply to the 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,
[originally When my eye-strings break 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.
#5: Doxology
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
#6: Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus
O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There’s a light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;
Over us sin no more hath dominion—
For more than conquerors we are!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
His Word shall not fail you—He promised;
Believe Him, and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying,
His perfect salvation to tell!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.
#7: Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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 Thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve 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.
O 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.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.
#8: Holy, Holy, Holy
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,
who 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!
#9: Great is Thy Faithfulness
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.
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!
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!
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!
#10: A Mighty Fortress is Our God
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 power 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 powers,
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.
#11: It is Well
When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought—
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more;
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live;
If dark hours about me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
“It is well, it is well with my soul!”
It is well with my soul!
It is well, it is well with my soul!
#12: To God be the Glory
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 our redemption to win,
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.
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.
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.
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.
#13: When We Survey the Wondrous Cross
When we survey the wondrous cross
On which the Lord of glory died,
Our richest gain we count but loss,
And pour contempt on all our pride.
Our God forbid that we should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, our Lord;
All the vain things that charm us most,
We’d sacrifice them to His blood.
There from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flowed mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
His dying crimson, from His head
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
To all the world then am I dead,
And all the world is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature ours,
That were an offering far too small;
Love that transcends our highest pow’rs,
Demands our heart, our life, our all.
#14: Jesus Paid it All
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.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim—
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
And when, before the throne,
I stand in Him complete,
“Jesus died my soul to save,
My lips shall still repeat.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
#15: My Hope is Built on Nothing Less
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.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
In Him, my righteousness, alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
#16: How Great Thou Art
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed
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!
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze
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
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!
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"
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!
#17: Psalm 3
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
But 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
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
Rise up, O Lord, and fight
Break their jaws, destroy the wicked
Show us Your power and might
None can save us, none but 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
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
My foes around me all will yield
I know the victory is sealed
You are my shield
#18 - Psalm 14
Every fool says in his heart
That there is no God above
They’re corrupt in every part
But they only talk of love
All their plots and all their plans
Aim to kill the righteous man
Not a one does any good
Not a one has understood
Now the Lord looks down from heaven
Sifting all the thoughts of man
Searching every single heart
For the one who understands
But they all have gone astray
Everyone to his own way
Not a one does any good
Not a one has understood
O rejoice! O be glad!
Do not let your hearts be sad
Lift your voices, God is near
The ungodly are in fear
From Mount Zion, Savior, fly
Raise Your glory to the sky
Bring Your children safely home
O Savior, come
Every day the wicked prey
On the poor as if they’re bread
Soon will come the blessed day
When God strikes their souls with dread
See them tremble then with fear
For the Holy One draws near
God is with the righteous poor
He is with them evermore
O rejoice! O be glad!
Do not let your hearts be sad
Lift your voices, God is near
The ungodly are in fear
From Mount Zion, Savior, fly
Raise Your glory to the sky
Bring Your children safely home
O Savior, come
(x2)
#19 - Psalm 15
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
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 loves all his neighbors well
Does no wrong unto his friends
Who honors all those who fear the Lord
But the wicked he condemns
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 swears unto his own hurt
And who never takes a bribe
He’s honest in everything he does
Never moves or turns aside
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?
(x2)
#20 - Psalm 34
I sought the Lord
And He answered me
And delivered me
From every fear
Those who look on Him
Are radiant
They'll never be ashamed
They'll never be ashamed
This poor man cried
And the Lord heard me
And saved me from
My enemies
The Son of God
Surrounds His saints
He will deliver them
He will deliver them
Magnify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name together
Glorify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name forever
Taste and see
That the Lord is good
Oh bless us here
Who hides in Him
Oh fear the Lord
Oh all you saints
He'll give you everything
He'll give you everything
CHORUS: Magnify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name together
Glorify the Lord with me
Come exalt His name forever
Let us bless the Lord
Every day and night
Never ending praise
May our incense rise
[x3]
BACK TO CHORUS X2
#21 - Psalm 100
(To The Tune of Doxology)
All people that on earth do dwell,
sing to the LORD with cheerful voice.
Serve him with joy, his praises tell,
come now before him and rejoice!
Know that the LORD is God indeed;
he formed us all without our aid.
We are the flock he surely feeds,
the sheep who by his hand were made.
O enter then his gates with joy,
within his courts his praise proclaim!
Let thankful songs your tongues employ.
O bless and magnify his name!
Because the LORD our God is good,
his mercy is forever sure.
His faithfulness at all times stood
and shall from age to age endure.
#22 - Psalm 145
I will bless You all of my days, Lord
I will praise You always, my God and King
I will bless and honor Your name, Lord
Always and forever my soul will sing
Such a vast unsearchable greatness
Great is Yahweh, worthy of all our praise
Let your people sound through the ages
All your awesome works till the end of days
We have seen your splendor and glory
We have seen your wonders and stand amazed
Every tongue will echo your story
Everyone will sing of your righteous ways
Oh let all that lives ever bless His name
All that you have made, Lord, will praise you
All your saints will worship in joyful strains
Praise the Lord who ransoms and rescues
Praise the God of glory who ever reigns
He is holy, judging the wicked
Guarding those that love him and fear his name
All that call out, Yahweh is with them
He will hear their cries, He is strong to save
He upholds the one who is stumbling
Lifting up those burdened with heavy loads
Opening his hands to the hungry
Blessing all that look to their Lord in hope
He is tender toward his creation
He is faithful and gracious in all he does
Great is Yahweh, full with compassion
Slow to anger, filled with unfailing love
Oh, let all that live ever bless His name
Oh, let all that live ever bless His name
Psalm 8
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 1:
Out of the mouth of infants, you've established your strength
to thwart your foes and still the enemy
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 2:
You have given dominion over the works of your hands
the beasts, the birds, and all the paths of the seas
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Verse 3:
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers
the moon and stars, which you have set in place (2x)
Pre-Chorus:
What is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Chorus:
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth
You have set your glory above the heavens... the heavens
O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name
Psalm 42 (v. 1-5, 11)
(To the Tune of “God Moves in A Mysterious Way”)
Like as the deer for water-brooks,
in thirst does pant and bray;
So pants my longing soul, O God,
that come to thee I may.
My soul for God, the living God
does thirst: when shall I near
Unto thy countenance approach,
and in God’s sight appear?
My tears have been my food all day,
and also through the night;
While men mock me and say all day,
“Where is your God of might?”
These things I do remember well,
as I pour out my soul:
How I went with the multitude
into the house of God.
I led the great procession with
a shout of joy and song,
With thanks and praise I went among
the festive, joyful throng.
Why are you so downcast, my soul?
Why so disturbed in me?
Put hope in God—I’ll praise Him yet;
my Savior God is He!
O why are you cast down, my soul?
why, thus with grief oppressed,
Are you disquieted in me?
in God still hope and rest:
For yet I know I shall him praise,
who graciously to me
The health is of my countenance,
yea, mine own God is He.