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Come, people of the Risen King,

Who delight to bring Him praise;

Come all and tune

your hearts to sing

To the Morning Star of grace.

From the shifting

shadows of the earth

We will lift our eyes to Him,

Where steady arms of mercy reach

To gather children in.


Rejoice, Rejoice!

Let every tongue rejoice!

One heart, one voice;

O Church of Christ, rejoice!


Come, those whose joy is morning sun,

And those weeping through the night;

Come, those who tell of battles won,

And those struggling in the fight.

For His perfect love will never change,

And His mercies never cease,

But follow us through all our days

With the certain hope of peace.


Rejoice, Rejoice!

Let every tongue rejoice!

One heart, one voice;

O Church of Christ, rejoice!


Come, young and old

from every land -

Men and women of the faith;

Come, those with full or empty hands -

Find the riches of His grace.

Over all the world, His people sing -

Shore to shore we hear them call

The Truth that cries through every age:

“Our God is all in all”!


Rejoice, Rejoice!

Let every tongue rejoice!

One heart, one voice;

O Church of Christ, rejoice!


Rejoice, Rejoice!

Let every tongue rejoice!

One heart, one voice;

O Church of Christ, rejoice!

Come, People of the Risen King


W and M--Keith and Kristyn Getty and Stuart Townend

© 2008 Thankyou Music

CCLI License #1501423


In days of peace and days of rest

In times of loss and loneliness 



Though rich or poor, Your word is true 

That all my ways are known to You
No trial has come beyond Your hand 

No step I walk beyond Your plan 

The path is dark outside my view 

Still all my ways are known to You
And oh what peace that I have found

Wherever I may be

For all my ways are known to You

Hallelujah, they are known to You!
I do not fear the final night

For death will be the door to life 



You take my hand and lead me through 

For all my ways are known to You
And oh what peace that I have found

Wherever I may be

For all my ways are known to You

Hallelujah, they are known to You!
Open up my eyes so I may see 

That You have made these ways for me 

Open up my eyes so I may see 

That You my God, will walk with me
Open up my eyes so I may see 

That You have made these ways for me 

Open up my eyes so I may see 

That You my God, will walk with me
And oh what peace that I have found

Wherever I may be

For all my ways are known to You

Hallelujah, they are known to You!
And oh what peace that I have found

Wherever I may be

For all my ways are known to You

Hallelujah, they are known to You!

Hallelujah, they are known to You!


All My Ways Are Known to You
M and W—Jonny Robinson, Rich Thompson, Michael Farren, Dustin Smith

© 2016 CityAlight Music

CCLI License #1501423


I’m pressing on the upward way,

New heights I’m gaining every day;

Still praying as I’m onward bound,

“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”


Lord, lift me up and let me stand,

By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,

A higher plane than I have found;

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.


My heart has no desire to stay

Where doubts arise and fears dismay;

Though some may dwell

where those abound,

My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.


Lord, lift me up and let me stand,

By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,

A higher plane than I have found;

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.


Lord, lift me up and let me stand,

By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,

A higher plane than I have found;

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.


I want to scale the utmost height

And catch a gleam of glory bright;

But still I’ll pray till heav’n I’ve found,

“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”


Lord, lift me up and let me stand,

By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,

A higher plane than I have found;

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.


Lord, lift me up

Lord, let me stand

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground

Lord, plant my feet on higher ground


Higher Ground
W—Johnson Oatman, Jr M—Charles H. Gabriel Arr. — Jeff Wachter

© 2007 GlorySound

CCLI License #1501423


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


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 Kauflin

© 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise

CCLI License #1501423


Jesus, lover of my soul,

Let me to Thy bosom fly,

While the nearer waters roll,

While the tempest still is high.

Hide me, O my Savior, hide,

’Til the storm is past;

Safe into the haven guide;

Receive my soul at last.
Other refuge have I none,

I helpless hang on thee;

Leave, ah leave me not alone,

still support and comfort me!

All my trust on Thee is stayed,

Help from Thee I bring;

Cover my defenseless head

The shadow of Thy wing.
Thou, O Christ, art all I want,

More than all in Thee I find;

Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,

Heal the sick, and lead the blind.

Just and holy is Thy Name,

I am all unrighteousness;

False and full of sin I am;

Thou full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,

Grace to cover all my sin;

Let the healing streams abound;

Make and keep me pure within.

Thou of life the fountain art,

Let me take of Thee;

Spring Thou up within my heart;

To all eternity.

Jesus, Lover of My Soul


W--Charles Wesley M--Greg Thompson

© 2000 Greg Thompson Music

CCLI License #1501423


I have a shelter in the storm

When troubles pour upon me

Though fears are rising like a flood

My soul can rest securely

O Jesus, I will hide in You

My place of peace and solace

No trial is deeper than Your love

That comforts all my sorrows


I have a shelter in the storm

When all my sins accuse me

Though justice charges me with guilt

Your grace will not refuse me

O Jesus, I will hide in You

Who bore my condemnation

I find my refuge in Your wounds

For there I find salvation


I have a shelter in the storm

When constant winds would break me

For in my weakness, I have learned

Your strength will not forsake me

O Jesus, I will hide in You

The One who bears my burdens

With faithful hands that cannot fail

You’ll bring me home to heaven


O Jesus, I will hide in You

The One who bears my burdens

With faithful hands that cannot fail

You’ll bring me home to heaven

I Have a Shelter
W and M--Steve and Vikki Cook and Bob Kauflin

© 2008 Integrity’s Hosanna! Music (ASCAP)/Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP)


(Admin. By Integrity’s Hosanna! Music)

Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)(Admin. By Integrity’s Praise! Music)

CCLI License #1501423