Songs for Worship – September 2, 2018

Resources for personal devotion and/or family worship––whether planned or impromptu (e.g., like singing together in the car).

These song arrangements will differ in varying degrees from what you’ll hear at Cross Park, yet these melodies will prepare you for making “a joyful noise to the LORD!”

Come, Christians, Join To Sing

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!

Rejoice, and sing to God our Lord, our King!
Lift up, and praise his Name! Alleluia!
Rejoice, and sing to God our Lord, our King!
Lift up, and praise his Name! Alleluia! Alleluia!

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!   Chorus

Text: Christian H Bateman; Tune: Spanish traditional melody; PD; CCLI License #11029770

10,000 Reasons (Bless the LORD)

Bless the LORD, O my soul;
O my soul, Worship his holy name.
Sing like never before, O my soul;
I worship your holy name.

The sun comes up, it’s a new day dawning;
It’s time to sing your song again.
Whatever may pass, and whatever lies before me,
Let me be singing when the evening comes.   Chorus

You’re rich in love, and you’re slow to anger,
Your name is great, and your heart is kind.
For all your goodness I will keep on singing,
Ten thousand reasons for my heart to find.   Chorus

And on that day when my strength is failing,
The end draws near, and my time has come,
Still my soul will sing your praise unending
Ten thousand years and then forevermore!   Chorus

Words & Music: Matt Redman; © 2011 Thankyou Music; CCLI License #11029770

Jesus, I Come

Out of my bondage, sorrow and night,
Jesus, I come; Jesus I come.
Into thy freedom, gladness and light,
Jesus, I come to thee.
Out of my sickness into thy health,
Out of my wanting and into thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into thyself,
Jesus, I come to thee.

Out of my shameful failure and loss,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into the glorious gain of thy cross,
Jesus, I come to thee.
Out of earth’s sorrows into thy balm,
Out of life’s storms and into thy calm,
Out of distress into jubilant psalm,
Jesus, I come to thee.

Out of unrest and arrogant pride,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into thy blessed will to abide,
Jesus, I come to thee.
Out of myself to dwell in thy love,
Out of despair into raptures above,
Upward forever on wings like a dove,
Jesus, I come to thee.

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into the joy and light of thy home,
Jesus, I come to thee.
Out of the depths of ruin untold,
Into the peace of thy sheltering fold,
Ever thy glorious face to behold,
Jesus, I come to thee.

Words: William True Sleeper; Music: Greg Thompson; © 2000 Greg Thompson Music; CCLI License #11029770

How Firm A Foundation

How firm a foundation, you saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in his excellent Word!
What more can he say than to you he has said,
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled?

“Fear not, I am with you, O be not dismayed;
For I am your God, and will still give you aid;
I’ll strengthen you, help you, and cause you to stand,
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.”

“When through fiery trials your pathway shall lie,
My grace all-sufficient shall be your supply.
The flames shall not hurt you; I only design
Your dross to consume and your gold to refine.”

“The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.”

Words: Anonymous, 1787; Music: American folk tune; PD; CCLI License #11029770

Hallelujah! What A Savior!

Man of Sorrows! What a name for the Son of God who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim: Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude, in my place condemned he stood,
Sealed my pardon with his blood: Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless we; spotless Lamb of God was he.
Full atonement! Can it be? Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Hallelujah! What a Savior! Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Lifted up was he to die, “It is finished!” was his cry;
Now in heav’n exalted high: Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

When he comes, our glorious King, all his ransomed home to bring,
Then anew this song we’ll sing: Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Hallelujah! What a Savior! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Words and Music: Philip Bliss; Arr. Will Milks; PD; CCLI License #11029770

To Christ, The Lord, Let Every Tongue

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;
Fairer he is than all the fair that fill the heavenly train!

He saw me plunged in deep 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 heav’n, the place of his abode, he brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories 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;
Yet your love is a melody our hearts can’t help but sing!

Words: Samuel Stennett; Music: Laura Taylor; © 2001 Laura Taylor Music; CCLI License #11029770

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