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.
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Did we in our own strength con de,
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-
The Lord of Hosts His name,
From age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.

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 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.
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 A mighty fortress,
A Rock unfailing,
The King of Glory, Forever Amen
For endless ages,
Enthroned in praises,
The King of Glory, Forever Amen
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.
 A mighty fortress,
A Rock unfailing,
The King of Glory, Forever Amen
For endless ages,
Enthroned in praises,
The King of Glory, Forever Amen
 A mighty fortress,
A Rock unfailing,
The King of Glory, Forever Amen
For endless ages,
Enthroned in praises,
The King of Glory, Forever
Forever Amen
A Mighty Fortress
M and W—Matt Boswell, Frederick Hedge, Martin Luther
© 2014 Doxology & Theology Music
CCLI License #1501423
 God, our Father, full of power
Maker of the heavens,
Maker of the world
Forming all things, seen and unseen
Truly the Almighty
beyond all measured worth
Holy is His Name
We believe the Lord our God is One
Father, Spirit, Son; This is our God!
We believe forever He will reign
Let the church proclaim:
This is our God!
 Our Lord Jesus sent to save us
Born unto a virgin, lived a perfect life
Greatly su ered, dying for us
From the grave He’s risen,
seated now on high
Holy is His Name
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We believe the Lord our God is One
Father, Spirit, Son; This is our God!
We believe forever He will reign
Let the church proclaim:
This is our God!
 Jesus will come back again
To judge the living and the dead
Usher in the age to come
Let everyone sing “Amen”
 Jesus will come back again
To judge the living and the dead
Usher in the age to come
Let everyone sing “Amen”
Let everyone sing “Amen”
 Spirit, holy, One in glory
Speaking through the prophets
Empowering the Church
Life is given by and through Him
With the Son and Father,
worshiped and adored
Holy is His Name
We believe the Lord our God is One
Father, Spirit, Son; This is our God!
We believe forever He will reign
Let the church proclaim:
This is our God!
This Is Our God
W and M—Neil DeGraide, Dave Fournier, Zach Jones, Doug Plank, and George Romanacce
© 2015 Sovereign Grace Praise
CCLI License #1501423
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy
Weak and wounded, sick and sore
Jesus ready, stands to save you
Full of pity, love and power
Come, ye thirsty, come and welcome
God's free bounty glorify
True belief and true repentance
Every grace that brings you nigh
 I will arise and go to Jesus
He will embrace me in His arms
In the arms of my dear Savior
Oh, there are ten thousand charms
Come, ye weary, heavy-laden
Lost and ruined by the fall
If you tarry 'til you're better
You will never come at all
 I will arise and go to Jesus
He will embrace me in His arms
In the arms of my dear Savior
Oh, there are ten thousand charms
Let not conscience make you linger
Nor of tness fondly dream
All the tness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him
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 I will arise and go to Jesus
He will embrace me in His arms
In the arms of my dear Savior
Oh, there are ten thousand charms
 I will arise and go to Jesus
He will embrace me in His arms
In the arms of my dear Savior
Oh, there are ten thousand charms

In the arms of my dear Savior

Oh, there are ten thousand charms
Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy
W—Joseph Hart Arr.—Norton Hall Band
©2015 Norton Hall Band
 What gift of grace
is Jesus my redeemer
There is no more
for heaven now to give
He is my joy,
my righteousness, and freedom
My steadfast love,
my deep and boundless peace
 To this I hold,
my hope is only Jesus
For my life
is wholly bound to his
Oh how strange and divine,
I can sing: all is mine!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me
 The night is dark
but I am not forsaken
For by my side,
the Saviour He will stay
I labour on
in weakness and rejoicing
For in my need,
His power is displayed
 To this I hold,
my Shepherd will defend me
Through the deepest valley He will lead
Oh the night has been won,
and I shall overcome!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me
 No fate I dread,
I know I am forgiven
The future sure,
the price it has been paid
For Jesus bled
and su ered for my pardon
And He was raised
to overthrow the grave
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 To this I hold,
my sin has been defeated
Jesus now and ever is my plea
Oh the chains are released,
I can sing: I am free!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me
 With every breath
I long to follow Jesus
For He has said
that He will bring me home
And day by day
I know He will renew me
Until I stand
with joy before the throne
 To this I hold,
my hope is only Jesus
All the glory evermore to Him
When the race is complete,
still my lips shall repeat:
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
 To this I hold,
my hope is only Jesus
All the glory evermore to Him
When the race is complete,
still my lips shall repeat:
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
 When the race is complete,
still my lips shall repeat:
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
Yet Not I But Through Christ in Me
W and M—Jonny Robinson, Rich Thompson, Michael Farren
© 2018 CityAlight Music
CCLI License #1501423
 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 bu et,
though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded
my helpless estate,
And has shed
His own blood for my soul.

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 It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
 My sin- O, the bliss
of this glorious thought-
My sin—not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross,
and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
O my soul!
 It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
 O Lord, haste the day
when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall resound
and the Lord shall descend,
“Even so,"- it is well with my soul.
 It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
It Is Well with My Soul
W—Horatio G. Spa ord M—Philip P. Bliss
CCLI License #1501423
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