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Mary Did You Know

Mary, did you know that your baby boy


Would one day walk on water?
Mary, did you know that your baby boy
Would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy
Has come to make you new?
This child that you delivered, will soon deliver you
Mary, did you know that your baby boy
Would give sight to a blind man?
Mary, did you know that your baby boy
Would calm the storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy
Has walked where angels trod?
When you kiss your little baby
You kiss the face of God
Mary, did you know?

The blind will see, the deaf will hear


The dead will live again
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak
The praises of the Lamb
Mary, did you know that your baby boy
Is Lord of all creation?
Mary, did you know that your baby boy
Would one day rule the nations?
Did you know that your baby boy
Is heaven's perfect Lamb?
That sleeping child you're
Holding is the great, I Am
Via Dolorosa

Down the Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem that day


The soldiers tried to clear the narrow street
But the crowd pressed in to see
The man condemned to die on Calvary
He was bleeding from a beating, there were
stripes upon His back
And He wore a crown of thorns upon His head
And He bore with every step
The scorn of those who cried out for His death
Down the Via Dolorosa called the way of suffering
Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King
But He chose to walk that road out of
His love for you and me
Down the Via Dolorosa, all the way to Calvary
Por la Vía Dolorosa, triste día en Jerusalén
Los soldados le abrían paso a Jesús
Mas la gente se acercaba
Para ver al que llevaba aquella cruz
Por la Vía Dolorosa, que es la vía del dolor
Como oveja vino Cristo, rey, Señor
Y fue Él quien quiso ir, por su amor por ti y por mí
Por la Vía Dolorosa al Calvario y a morir
The blood that would cleanse the souls of all men
Made its way to the heart of Jerusalem
Down the Via Dolorosa called the way of suffering
Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King
But He chose to walk that road out of His love for
you and me
Down the Via Dolorosa, all the way to Calvary
HE LOVE ME

HE CHOSE ME BEFORE THE WORLD WAS KNOWN


HE CHOSE ME TO BE HIS VERY OWN
HE MADE ME THEN LET ME CHOOSE MY WAY
I CHOSE TO MOVE AWAY.

HE LOVE ME WHEN HOPE HAD TAKEN WING HE


LOVED ME WHEN I LOST EVERYTHING
HE BOUGHT ME REDEMPTION WORK WAS DONE
THRO’ JESUS CHRIST HIS SON
WHO SHALL SEPARATE ME FROM THE LOVE OF
GOD SHALL DREAMS OF TOMORROW PAIN OR
SORROW

CAN THE NEED OF FOOD OR EARTHLY


POSSESSIONS THE THREAT OF WAR OR MANS
OPPRESSION

IN ALL THESE YEARS VICT’RY IS OUR REWARD


VICT’RY IS
OUR REWARD THRO’ JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD
OF THIS I AM SURE THAT NEITHER DEATH NOR LIFE NOR
ANGELS NOR PRINCIPALITIES NOR POWER NOR THINGS
PRESENT NOR THINGS TO COME

NOT HEIGHT NOR DEPTH,


NOR ANY CREATURE SHALL SEPARATE ME FROM THE
LOVE OF GOD

OF THIS I AM SURE THAT NEITHER DEATH NOR LIFE NOR


ANGELS NOR PRINCIPALITIES NOR POWER NOR THINGS
PRESENT NOR THING COME

NOT HEIGHT NOR DEPTH, NOR ANY CREATURE SHALL


SEPARATE ME FROM THE LOVE OF GOD THRO’ JESUS
CHRIST OUR LORD.
Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming


of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the
grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His
terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred
circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening
dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and
flaring lamps,
His day is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! 3x


His day is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall
never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His
judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be
jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! 3x


Our God is marching on.
We Shall Behold Him

The sky shall unfold


Preparing His entrance
The stars shall applaud Him
With thunders of praise

The sweet light in His eyes, shall enhance those awaiting


And we shall behold Him, then face to face
O we shall behold Him, we shall behold Him
Face to face in all of His glory
O we shall behold Him, yes we shall behold
Him
Face to face, our Savior and Lord

The angel will sound, the shout of His coming


And the sleeping shall rise, from there
slumbering place
And those remaining, shall be changed in a
moment
And we shall behold him, then face to face

We shall behold Him, o yes we shall behold Him


Face to face in all of His glory
We shall behold Him, face to face
Our Savior and Lord
We shall behold Him

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