Songs for Worship – January 7, 2018

Dawning Light of Our Salvation

Words: Wendell Kimbrough | Music: Bruce Benedict | © 2012 Cardiphonia

Long in darkness Israel wandered;
Long, in mortal shadows, we
Walked in bondage and self-pity,
Trod in paths of sin and grief.
In the prophets’ words he told us,
Long the God of Israel spoke,
He alone in strength would save us
From the hands of all our foes.

Every valley, be exalted!
Every mountain, be made plane!
Crooked ways, repent and straighten!
All creation, bend in praise!

He shall raise a mighty Savior;
Born of David’s lineage, he
Comes in cov’nant love to claim us,
From our sins to set us free.
Light to those who dwell in darkness,
Life to those from death who flee,
Joy unto the earth, and gladness,
To your pathways dawning peace! Refrain

Jesus, Lord, and mighty Savior,
David’s Son, and yet his King,
Dawning Light of our salvation,
Of your saving pow’r we sing!
Stand, O lame, and dance, ye broken,
Know the Savior’s healing grace;
Come, O deaf, and hear him singing;
Turn, O blind, behold his face! Refrain 2x

 

The Wonderful Cross

Words: Isaac Watts | Music: Lowell Mason | Chorus: Chris Tomlin | © 2000 sixsteps Music

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.

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?

O the wonderful Cross, O the wonderful Cross
Bids me come and die, and find that I may truly live.
O the wonderful Cross, O the wonderful Cross,
All who gather here by grace draw near and bless your name.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an off’ring far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.   Chorus

 

To Christ the Lord

Words: Samuel Stennett & Laura Taylor | Music: Laura Taylor

To Christ the Lord let every tongue its noblest tribute bring.
When he’s the subject of the song who can refuse to sing?
Survey the beauties of his face and on his glories dwell,
Think of the wonder of his grace and all his triumphs tell.

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon his awful brow,
His head with radiant glories crowned, his lips with grace o’erflow.
No mortal can with him compare among the sons of men,
And fairer he than all the fair which fill the heav’nly train.

He saw me plunged in great distress, he fled to my relief,
For me he bore the shameful cross and carried all my grief.
His hand a thousand blessings pours upon my guilty head,
His presence gilds my darkest hours and guards my sleeping bed.

To him I owe my life and breath and all the joys I have,
He makes me triumph over death and saves me from the grave.
To heaven the place of his abode he brings my weary feet,
Shows me the glory of my God and makes my joy complete.

Since from his bounty I receive such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine.
A thousand men could not compose a worthy song to bring,
But your love is a melody our hearts can’t help but sing.

 

Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven

Words: Henry Lyte, based on Psalm 103 | Music: Christopher Miner | © 1997 Christopher Miner Music

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,
To his feet thy tribute bring.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who like me his praise should sing?
Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him,
Praise the everlasting King.

Praise him for his grace and favor
To our fathers in distress.
Praise him still, the same forever,
Slow to chide and swift to bless.
Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him,
Glorious in his faithfulness.

Frail as summer’s flow’r we flourish,
Blows the wind and it is gone;
But while mortals rise and perish
God endures unchanging on.
Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him,
Praise the high Eternal One.

Father-like he tends and spares us,
Well our feeble frame he knows.
In his hands he gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him,
Widely as his mercy goes.

Angels, help us to adore him;
Ye behold him face to face.
Sun and moon, bow down before him,
Dwellers all in time and space.
Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him,
Praise with us the God of grace.

 

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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