Songs for Worship – November 19, 2017

Come Christians, Join to Sing

Words: Christian H. Bateman | Music: Spanish melody

Rejoice and sing to God our Lord our King!

Lift up and praise his name! Alleluia, alleluia!

 

Come, Christians, join to sing–alleluia, amen!

Loud praise to Christ our King–alleluia, amen!

Let all with heart and voice before his throne rejoice;

Praise is his gracious choice–alleluia, amen!

 

Come lift your hearts on high–alleluia, amen!

Let praises fill the sky–alleluia, amen!

He is our Guide and Friend, to us he’ll condescend;

His love shall never end–alleluia, amen! Refrain

 

Praise yet our Christ again–alleluia, amen!

Life shall not end the strain–alleluia, amen!

On heaven’s blissful shore, his goodness we’ll adore,

Singing forevermore–alleluia, amen! Refrain 2x

 

He’s Opened the Gates

Words & Music: Wen Reagan (based on Ps 118) | © 2013 Wen Reagan

Praise our God for he is good; his love endures forever!

Let the saints of Jesus sing; his love endures forever!

Let the shepherds now confess; his love endures forever!

All who fear the Lord declare; his love endures forever!

 

With death on every side, they pressed him hard yet he cut them down;

The Lord, in all of his strength, with his right hand

He came to save us from the grave,

Came to save from the grave,

He came to save us from the grave. Refrain

 

The stone thrown away now has become the cornerstone;

The Lord, in all of his strength, with his right hand

Became our song and our shield,

Became our song and our shield,

Became our song and our shield. Refrain

 

Though dead, he would not die; though in hell, he rose from the grave;

The Lord, in all of his strength, with his right hand

He’s opened the gates and brought us in,

He’s opened the gates and brought us in,

He’s opened the gates and brought us in. Refrain

 

How Deep the Father’s Love for Us

Words & Music: Stuart Townend

How deep the Father’s 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 sins 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 finished.

 

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.

 

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.

 

O Church, Arise

Words & Music: Keith Getty & Stuart Townend | © 2005 Thankyou Music

O Church, arise, and put your armor on;

Hear the call of Christ our Captain.

For now the weak can say that they are strong

In the strength that God has given.

With shield of faith and belt of truth,

We’ll stand against the devil’s lies;

An army bold, whose battle-cry is “Love!”

Reaching out to those in darkness.

 

Our call to war: to love the captive soul,

But to rage against the captor.

And with the sword that makes the wounded whole

We will fight with faith and valor.

When faced with trials on every side,

We know the outcome is secure,

And Christ will have the prize for which he died:

An inheritance of nations!

 

Come see the cross, where love and mercy meet,

As the Son of God is stricken;

Then see his foes lie crushed beneath his feet,

For the Conqueror has risen!

And as the stone is rolled away,

And Christ emerges from the grave,

This victory march continues till the day

Every eye and heart shall see him.

 

So Spirit come, put strength in every stride,

Give grace for every hurdle,

That we may run with faith to win the prize

Of a servant good and faithful.

As saints of old still line the way,

Retelling triumphs of his grace,

We hear their calls and hunger for the day

When with Christ we stand in glory.

 

As saints of old still line the way,

Retelling triumphs of his grace,

We hear their calls and hunger for the day

When with Christ we stand in glory.

 

Your Great Name

Words & Music: Krissy Nordhoff & Michael Neale | © 2008 TwoNords Music

The lost are saved, find their way,

At the sound of your great name;

All condemned feel no shame

At the sound of your great name.

Every fear has no place

At the sound of your great name;

The enemy, he has to leave

At the sound of your great name.

 

Jesus, worthy is the Lamb that was slain for us;

Son of God and Man, you are high and lifted up,

And all the world will praise your great name!

 

All the weak find their strength

At the sound of your great name;

Hungry souls receive grace

At the sound of your great name.

The fatherless, they find their rest

At the sound of your great name;

The sick are healed, and the dead are raised

At the sound of your great name. Chorus

 

Redeemer, my Healer, Lord Almighty,

My Savior, Defender, you are my King!

Redeemer, my Healer, Lord Almighty,

My Savior, Defender, you are my King! Chorus 2x

 

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