Songs for Worship – March 26th, 2017

Hallelujah, Praise Jehovah
Words: Psalm 146 | Music: Gregorian chant

Hallelujah, praise Jehovah! O my soul, Jehovah praise!
I will sing the glorious praises of my God through all my days.
Put no confidence in princes, nor for help on man depend;
He shall die, to dust returning, and his purposes shall end.

Happy is the man who chooses Israel’s God to be his aid;
He is blessed whose hope of blessing on the LORD his God is stayed.
Heav’n and earth the LORD created, seas and all that they contain;
He delivers from oppression, righteousness he will maintain.

Food he daily gives the hungry, sets the mourning pris’ner free,
Raises those bowed down with anguish, makes the sightless eye to see.
Well Jehovah loves the righteous, and the stranger he befriends,
Helps the fatherless and widow, judgment on the wicked sends.

Hallelujah, praise Jehovah! O my soul, Jehovah praise!
I will sing the glorious praises of my God through all my days.
Over all God reigns forever, through all ages he is King;
Unto him your God, O Zion, joyful hallelujahs sing.

The Sands of Time Are Sinking
Words: Anne Cousins | Music: Philip Palmertree
(c) 2001 Philip Palmertree Music

The sands of time are sinking,
The dawn of heaven breaks;
The summer morn I’ve sighed for,
The fair sweet morn awakes.
Dark, dark had been the midnight,
But dayspring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel’s land.

The King there in his beauty
Without a veil is seen;
It were a well-spent journey
Though sev’n deaths lay between.
The Lamb with his fair army
Doth on Mount Zion stand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel’s land.

O Christ, he is the fountain,
The deep sweet well of love;
The streams on earth I’ve tasted
More deep I’ll drink above.
There to an ocean fullness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel’s land.

The bride eyes not her garment,
But her dear Bridegroom’s face;
I will not gaze at glory,
But on my King of grace,
Not at the crown he giveth,
But on his pierced hand;
The Lamb is all the glory
Of Emmanuel’s land.

O I am my Beloved’s,
And my Beloved is mine!
He brings a poor vile sinner
Into his house of wine.
I stand upon his merit,
I know no other stand,
Not e’en where glory dwelleth,
In Emmanuel’s land,
In Emmanuel’s land,
In Emmanuel’s land.

Mercy Speaks By Jesus’ Blood
Words: William Gadsby | Music: Sandra McCracken
(c) 2002 Same Old Dress Music

Mercy speaks by Jesus’ blood;
Hear and sing, ye sons of God!
Justice satisfied indeed,
Christ has full atonement made.

Jesus’ blood speaks loud and sweet;
Here all Deity can meet,
And without a jarring voice
Welcome Zion to rejoice,
Welcome Zion to rejoice.

“All her debts were cast on me,
And she must and shall go free.
All her debts were cast on me,
And she must and shall go free.”

Peace of conscience, peace with God,
We obtain through Jesus’ blood.
Jesus’ blood speaks solid rest;
We believe and we are blessed,
We believe and we are blessed. Refrain

Should the Law against her roar,
Jesus’ blood still speak with pow’r:
“All her debts were cast on me,
And she must and shall go free,
And she must and shall go free.” Refrain 2x

Be Thou My Vision
Words: Ancient Irish poem, 8th cent.
Music: Traditional Irish melody

Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that thou art.
Thou my best thought by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.

Be thou my wisdom, and thou my true word;
I ever with thee and thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.

Be thou my battle-shield, sword for my fight;
Be thou my dignity, thou my delight,
Thou my soul’s shelter, thou my high tow’r:
Raise thou me heav’nward, O Pow’r of my pow’r.

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance now and always:
Thou and thou only first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my treasure thou art.

High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heav’n’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.

Psalm 62 (My Soul Finds Rest in God Alone)
Words & Music: Stuart Townend & Aaron Keys
(c) 2008 Thankyou Music

My soul finds rest in God alone, my Rock and my salvation,
A fortress strong against my foes, and I will not be shaken.
Though lips my bless and hearts may curse, and lies like arrows pierce me,
I’ll fix my heart on righteousness, I’ll look to him who hears me.

O praise him, hallelujah, my delight and my reward!
Everlasting, never-failing, my Redeemer, my God!

Find rest, my soul, in God alone, amid the world’s temptations;
When evil seeks to take a hold, I’ll cling to my salvation.
Though riches come and riches go, don’t set your heart upon them;
The fields of hope in which I sow are harvested in heaven. Chorus

I’ll set my gaze on God alone and trust in him completely,
With every day pour out my soul, and he will prove his mercy.
Though life is but a fleeting breath, a sigh too brief to measure,
My King has crushed the curse of death, and I am his forever! Chorus 2x

O praise him, O praise him, hallelujah, hallelujah,
O praise him, O praise him, hallelujah, hallelujah,
O praise him, O praise him, hallelujah, hallelujah! Chorus 2x

My soul finds rest in God alone, my Rock and my salvation,
A fortress strong against my foes, and I will not be shaken.

On Jordan’s Stormy Banks I Stand
Words: Samuel Stennett | Music: Christopher Miner
(c) 1997 Christopher Miner Music

On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan’s fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

All o’er those wide, extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.

I am bound (I am bound), I am bound (I am bound),
I am bound for the Promised Land.
I am bound (I am bound), I am bound (I am bound),
I am bound for the Promised Land.

No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness, sorrow, pain, and death,
Are felt and feared no more. Refrain

When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blessed?
When shall I see my Father’s face,
And in his bosom rest? Refrain

We are bound (we are bound), we are bound (we are bound),
We are bound for the promised Land.
We are bound (we are bound), we are bound (we are bound),
We are bound for the promised Land.

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