Songs for Worship – April 1, 2018

Christ the Lord Is Risen Today

Words: Charles Wesley, 1739 | Music: Lyra Davidica, 1708

Christ the Lord is risen today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say; Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high; Alleluia!
Sing ye heavens, and earth reply: Alleluia!

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal; Alleluia!
Christ has burst the gates of hell; Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids him rise; Alleluia!
Christ has opened paradise. Alleluia!

Lives again our glorious King; Alleluia!
Where, O Death is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Once he died, our souls to save; Alleluia!
Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!

Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven! Alleluia!
Praise to thee by both be given; Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumph now; Alleluia!
Hail, the Resurrection, thou! Alleluia!

 

 

Rejoice

#7004663 by Dustin Kensrue and Stuart Townend; © 2013 Modern Hymnal Publishing, Dead Bird Theology, It’s All About Jesus Music, We Are Younger We Are Faster Music, and Unknown

Come and stand before your maker
Full of wonder full of fear
Come behold his power and glory
Yet with confidence draw near
For the one who holds the heavens
And commands the stars above
Is the God who bends to bless us
With an unrelenting love 

Rejoice––Come and lift your hands and raise your voice
He is worthy of all praise
Rejoice––Sing the mercies of your king
And with trembling rejoice

We are children of the promise
The beloved of the Lord
Won with everlasting kindness
Bought with sacrificial blood
Bringing reconciliation
To a world that longs to know
The affections of a father
Who will never let them go   Chorus

All our sickness all our sorrows
Jesus carried up the hill
He has walked this path before us
He is walking with us still
Turning tragedy to triumph
Turning agony to praise
There is blessing in the battle
So take heart and stand amazed

Rejoice––When you cry to him he hears your voice
He will wipe away your tears
Rejoice––In the midst of suffering
He will help you sing   Chorus 2x

 

 

O Love That Will Not Let Me Go

Words: George Matheson; Music: Christopher Miner; ©1997 Christopher Miner Music.

O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

 

 

Jesus Paid It All

Words: Elvina M. Hall, 1865; Music: John T. Grape, 1868; © 2006 Arr. Alex Nifong

I hear the Savior say, “Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray, find in me thine all in all.”

Jesus paid it all, all to him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain, he washed it white as snow.

Lord, now indeed I find thy power and thine alone
Can change the leper’s spots, and melt the heart of stone.

Jesus paid it all, all to him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain, he washed it white as snow.
Sin had left a crimson stain, he washed it white as snow.

O praise the One who paid my debt,
And raised this life up from the dead. (4x)

And when, before the throne, I stand in him complete;
“Jesus died, my soul to save.” My lips shall still repeat.
“Jesus died, my soul to save.” My lips shall still repeat.   Chorus

 

 

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Words: Bernard of Clarivaux & Paul Gerhardt; Music: Johann Sebastian Bach

O sacred head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded, with thorns thine only crown.
O sacred head, what glory, what bliss till now was thine!
Yet though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine.

What thou, my Lord, hast suffered was all for sinners’ gain:
Mine, mine was the transgression, but thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ‘Tis I deserve thy place;
Look on me with thy favor, vouchsafe to me thy grace.

What language shall I borrow to thank thee, dearest Friend,
For this thy dying sorrow, thy pity without end?
O make me thine forever, and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee.

 

 

Swallowed Up Death

Words: Megan Pettipoole & David Potter; Music: Luke & Megan Pettipoole

The whole of nature groans with longing,
We ache for that promised glory;
Still we rejoice because we know
Plans formed of old, faithful and sure.

The whole of nature groans with longing,
We wait for that promised glory;
Still we rejoice because we know
Our sorrow’s end is coming.

He will swallow up death, and wipe the tears from our faces;
He will swallow up death, and wipe the tears from our faces!
We’ll sing, “This is our God we waited for, and he saved us!”
He will swallow up death, and wipe the tears from our faces!

Here in the darkness of our mourning,
We wait from the light that’s coming;
And on that day we will return,
With joy and gladness singing:   Chorus

Behold your God, he will come and save you!
Behold your God, he will come and save you! (3x)

Chorus (2x)

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