Lead on, O King eternal,

The day of march has come;

Henceforth in elds of conquest
Thy tents shall be our home:
Thro' days of preparation
Thy grace has made us strong,
And now, O King Eternal,
We lift our battle song.
So Lead on,
lead on, King of Heaven.
My light and my salvation,
Your faithfulness endures.
O Lead on,
lead us to Your kingdom.
Through joy or tribulation,
we follow You,
we follow You alone.
Lead on, O King Eternal,
Till sin's erce war shall cease,
And holiness shall whisper
The sweet amen of peace;
For not with swords' loud clashing,
nor roll of stirring drums;
With deeds of love and mercy
The heav'nly kingdom comes.
So Lead on,
lead on, King of Heaven.
My light and my salvation,
Your faithfulness endures.
O Lead on,
lead us to Your kingdom.
Through joy or tribulation,
we follow You,
we follow You alone.
Lead on, O King eternal,
We follow not with fears;
For gladness breaks the morning
Where'er Thy face appears;
Thy cross is lifted o'er us;
We journey in its light:
The crown awaits the conquest;
Lead on, O God of might.
So Lead on,
lead on, King of Heaven.
My light and my salvation,
Your faithfulness endures.
O Lead on,
lead us to Your kingdom.
Through joy or tribulation,
we follow You,
we follow You alone.
So Lead on,
lead on, King of Heaven.
My light and my salvation,
Your faithfulness endures.
O Lead on,
lead us to Your kingdom.
Through joy or tribulation,
we follow You,
we follow You alone.
Lead On, O King Eternal
W--Ernest W. Shurtleff W/M--Ryan Foglesong
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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!
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!
His kingdom cannot fail,
He rules oer earth and Heavn,
The keys of death and hell
are to our Jesus givn;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
Rejoice in glorious hope!
Our Lord, the Judge, shall come
And take His servants up
to their eternal home.
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
Rejoice, the Lord Is King
W--Charles Wesley M--John Darwall
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How sweet and awe-ful is the place
With Christ within the doors,
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stores.
While all our hearts
and all our songs
Join to admire the feast,
Each of us cry,
with thankful tongues,
Lord, why was I a guest?
Why was I made
to hear Thy voice,
And enter while theres room,
When thousands make
a wretched choice,
And rather starve than come?
Twas the same love
that spread the feast
That sweetly drew us in;
Else we had still refused to taste,
And perished in our sin.
Pity the nations, O our God,
Constrain the earth to come;
Send Thy victorious Word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.
We long to see Thy churches full,
That all the chosen race
May, with one voice
and heart and soul,
Sing Thy redeeming grace.
How Sweet and Awesome Is the Place
W--Isaac Watts M--St. Columba, ancient Irish melody
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O how great the weight of sin
that lured my wicked soul
Bound with chains
and numb to every hope
O how vast the void of love,
the darkness of despair
My hell bound home assured
O how great the weight of sin
that lured my wicked soul
Bound with chains
and numb to every hope
O how vast the void of love,
the darkness of despair
My hell bound home assured
But God
Rich in mercy made a way
By grace I have been saved
Through faith I have been raised
Only by the blood of Christ
O how great the sacrice
the Father made for me
Freedom owing from
the battered King
O how vast the love of God
and still my soul it wars
Against the powers of dark
But God
Rich in mercy made a way
By grace I have been saved
Through faith I have been raised
Only by the blood of Christ
We were called from the dark
And now we stand in glorys light,
Jesus, Savior King
We were called from the dark
And now we stand in glorys light,
Jesus, Savior King
We were called from the dark
And now we stand in glorys light,
Jesus, Savior King
We were called from the dark
And now we stand in glorys light,
Jesus, Savior King
But God
Rich in mercy made a way
By grace I have been saved
Through faith I have been raised
Only by the blood of Christ
But God
Rich in mercy made a way
By grace I have been saved
Through faith I have been raised
Only by the blood of Christ
We were called from the dark
And now we stand in glorys light,
Jesus, Savior King
We were called from the dark
And now we stand in glorys light,
Jesus, Savior King
But God
Rich in mercy made a way
By grace I have been saved
Through faith I have been raised
Only by the blood of Christ
But God
W and MMichael Bleecker, Hunter Hall & Lauren Chandler
(c) The Village Church
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Immovable our hope remains
Though shifting sands
before us lie
The One who washed
away our stains
Shall bear us safely to the skies
The oods may rise,
the winds may beat
Torrential rains descend
Yet God His own
will not forget
Hell love and keep us till the end
Youll love and keep us till the end
This is eternal life to know
The living God and Christ, the Son
The Savior will not let us go
Until His saving work is done
Our debt was great,
as was our need
But now the price is paid
Who can behold Immanuel bleed
And doubt His willingness to save?
We trust Your willingness to save
The Lord acquits,
who can condemn?
Though Satans accusations y
His powr can never
reach our names
To blot them from
the Book of Life
The Son has surely made us free
His Word forever stands
And all our joy is knowing we
Are graven on His
wounded hands
Were graven on Your
wounded hands
Built into Christ,
secure we stand
For with His Spirit
weve been sealed
By grace well see
the promised land
Where every sorrow
shall be healed
To God who gave His only Son
To Jesus Christ, our Lord
To God the Spirit, Three-in-one
Be songs of praise forevermore
Well sing Your praise forevermore
To God who gave His only Son
To Jesus Christ, our Lord
To God the Spirit, Three-in-one
Be songs of praise forevermore
Well sing Your praise forevermore
Immovable Our Hope Remains
Orig. W--Augustus Toplady M & W--Bob and Brittany Kauin
(c) 2012 Sovereign Grace Praise
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Remember, O My Soul, It is thy duty and privilege to
rejoice in God: He requires it of thee for all his favours
of grace. Rejoice then in the Giver and his goodness,
Be happy in him, O my heart, and in nothing but God,
for whatever a man trusts in, from that he
expects happiness.
He who is the ground of thy faith should be the
substance of thy joy. Whence then come heaviness and
dejection, when joy is sown in thee, promised by the
Father, bestowed by the Son, inwrought by the Holy
Spirit, thine by grace, thy birthright in believing?
Art thou seeking to rejoice in thyself from an evil
motive of pride and self-reputation? Thou hast nothing
of thine own but sin, nothing to move God to be
gracious, or to continue his grace towards thee. If thou
forget this thou wilt lose thy joy. Art thou grieving
under a sense of indwelling sin?
Let godly sorrow work repentance, as the true spirit
which the Lord blesses, and which creates fullest joy;
Sorrow for self opens rejoicing in God, Self-loathing
draws down divine delights. Hast thou sought joys in
some creature comfort? Look not below God for
happiness; fall not asleep in Delilahs lap. Let God be all
in all to thee, and joy in the fountain that is always full.
A Colloquy on Rejoicing (Valley of Vision)
Arise, my soul, arise
Shake off your guilty fears
The bleeding sacrice
On my behalf appears
Before the throne
my surety stands
Before the throne
my surety stands
My name
is written on His hands
He ever lives above
For me to intercede
His all redeeming love
His precious blood to plead
His blood atoned
for every race
His blood atoned
for every race
And sprinkles
now the throne of grace
O my soul, arise
Behold the risen Christ
Your Great High Priest
Your spotless sacrice
O my soul, arise
God owns you as His child
Shake off your guilty fears
My soul, arise
Five bleeding wounds He bears
Received on Calvary
They pour effectual prayers
They strongly plead for me:
Forgive him,
O forgive, they cry
Forgive him,
O forgive, they cry
Dont let
that ransomed sinner die!
O my soul, arise
Behold the risen Christ
Your Great High Priest
Your spotless sacrice
O my soul, arise
God owns you as His child
Shake off your guilty fears
My soul, arise
O my soul, arise
Behold the risen Christ
Your Great High Priest
Your spotless sacrice
O my soul, arise
God owns you as His child
Shake off your guilty fears
My soul, arise
My God is reconciled
His pardning voice I hear
He owns me as His child
I can no longer fear
With condence
I now draw nigh
With condence
I now draw nigh
And Father,
Abba, Father, cry
O My Soul, Arise
Verses--Charles Wesley M and W--Eric McAllister
(c) 2012 Sovereign Grace Worship
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A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He amid the ood
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 conde,
Our striving would be losing,
Were not the right man on our side,
The man of Gods own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He-
The Lord of Hosts His name,
From age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
And though this world,
with devils lled,
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;
Gods truth abideth still:
His kingdom is forever.

A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
#18--W&M-Martin Luther
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As for you, O Lord, you will not restrain your
mercy from me; your steadfast love and your
faithfulness will ever preserve me! For evils have
encompassed me beyond number; my iniquities
have overtaken me, and I cannot see; they are
more than the hairs of my head; my heart fails me.
Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me! O Lord, make
haste to help me! Let those be put to shame and
disappointed altogether who seek to snatch away
my life; let those be turned back and brought to
dishonor who delight in my hurt!
Let those be appalled because of their shame
who say to me, Aha, Aha! But may all who seek
you rejoice and be glad in you; may those who
love your salvation say continually, Great is the
Lord! As for me, I am poor and needy, but the
Lord takes thought for me. You are my help and
my deliverer; do not delay, O my God!
Psalm 40:11-17 (ESV)
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 sacrice them to His blood
See, from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love ow mingled down
Did eer 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
I give my life, I give my all
To follow You, to follow You
(Repeat)
I give my life, I give my all
To follow You, to follow You
Love so amazing, so divine
Love so amazing, so divine
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
When I Survey
W and M--Isaac Watts Add. W and M--Devon Kauin
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O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown;
How pale Thou art with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Assist me with Thy grace.
What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever,
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
W--Paul Gerhardt M--Hans Leo Hassler
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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 rst
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 Gods 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
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
Oh Father, use my ransomed life
In any way You choose
And let my song forever be
My only boast is You
Hallelujah! All I have is Christ
Hallelujah! Jesus is my life
Hallelujah! All I have is Christ
Hallelujah! Jesus is my life
All I Have Is Christ
W and M--Jordan Kauin
(c) 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise
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