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Praise God

Praise God from whom all blessings ow In heaven above and earth below Praise God the Father and the Son Praise God the Spirit, three-in-one

From all that dwell beneath the skies Let the Creators praise arise Let our Redeemers name be sung Through every land, by every tongue

Eternal are Your mercies, Lord Eternal truth attends Your Word Your praise will sound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more
W--Thomas Ken, Isaac Watts and Bob Kauin M--Louis Bourgeois Genevan Psalter Arr.--Bob Kauin (c) 2000 Sovereign Grace Praise CCLI License #1501423

Greater Than We Can Imagine

Every day well bless You and praise Your name And on Your glorious splendor we will dwell On Your wondrous works, Lord, well meditate And of Your awesome power we will tell Well speak of Your salvation And Your abundant goodness

Because You are greater than we can imagine You are too beautiful for us to fathom Oh, You are great, and greatly to be praised

Every generation shall sing Your worth And magnify Your mercy and Your grace Well sing about the Savior who came to earth To bear the sins of those He came to save You ll our hearts with wonder Well worship You forever

Because You are greater than we can imagine You are too beautiful for us to fathom Oh, You are great, and greatly to be praised

Because You are greater than we can imagine You are too beautiful for us to fathom

Because You are greater than we can imagine You are too beautiful for us to fathom Oh, You are great, and greatly to be praised

Oh, You are great, and greatly to be praised

Oh, You are great, and greatly to be praised


W and M--Mark Altrogge 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI) CCLI License #1501423

101 All People That on Earth Do Dwell

All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice. Him serve with fear; His praise forth tell. Come ye before Him and rejoice.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom heaven and earth adore, From earth and from the angel host Be praise and glory evermore.
W--William Kethe and Scottish Psalter, 1565; based on Psalm 100 M--Genevan Psalter, 1551; att. Louis Bourgeois CCLI License #1501423

Resting

Sanctuary Choir

Jesus, I am resting in the joy of what You are. I am nding out the greatness of Your loving heart, Your gracious, loving heart.

Simply trusting You, Lord, I behold You as You are. And Your love, so pure, so changeless, satises my heart, satises my longing heart, satises my restless heart!

O how great Your kindness; Vaster, broader than the sea! O how marvelous Your goodness, lavished all on me, lavished all on me!

I rest, I rest, I rest in You, my Lord.


W and M--Thomas Grassi Inspired by Jean Pigotts Jesus I am Resting, Resting (c) 2012 Highwoods Music Publishing CCLI License #1501423

Just As I Am

Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst 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.

I come broken to be mended I come wounded to be healed I come desperate to be rescued I come empty to be lled I come guilty to be pardoned by the blood of Christ the Lamb And Im welcomed with open arms, praise God just as I am.

Just as I am, I would be lost, But mercy and grace my freedom bought, And now to glory in your cross, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

I come broken to be mended I come wounded to be healed I come desperate to be rescued I come empty to be lled I come guilty to be pardoned by the blood of Christ the Lamb And Im welcomed with open arms, praise God just as I am.

I come broken to be mended I come wounded to be healed I come desperate to be rescued I come empty to be lled I come guilty to be pardoned by the blood of Christ the Lamb And Im welcomed with open arms, praise God just as I am.

Praise God, just as I am.


W and M--Charlotte Elliott, David Moftt, Sue C. Smith, Travis Cottrell, and William Batchelder Bradbury (c) 2009 Universal Music - Brentwood Benson Publishing, First Hand Revelation Music, CCTB Music CCLI License #1501423

I Hear the Words of Love

I hear the words of love, I gaze upon the blood, I see the mighty sacrice, And I have peace with God.

Tis everlasting peace, Sure as Jehovahs Name; Tis stable as His steadfast throne, For evermore the same.

The clouds may come and go, And storms may sweep my sky; This blood-sealed friendship changes not, The cross is ever nigh.

My love is oftimes low, My joy still ebbs and ows; But peace with Him remains the same, No change Jehovah knows.

I changeHe changes not; The Christ can never die; His love, not mine, the resting-place; His truth, not mine, the tie.

I changeHe changes not; The Christ can never die; His love, not mine, the resting-place; His truth, not mine, the tie.
W--Horatius Bonar M--Henry Gauntlett CCLI License #1501423

316 O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

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.
W--Paul Gerhardt M--Hans Leo Hassler CCLI License #1501423

How Deep the Fathers Love

How deep the Fathers 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 nished.

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.
#137 - Words and Music by STUART TOWNEND 1995 Thankyou Music (adm. worldwide by worshiptogether.com Songs excluding the UK and Europe [adm. by Kingsway Music]) All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission. CCLI License#1501423