Songs for Worship – October 14, 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!”

Hail to the Lord’s Anointed

Hail to the Lord’s Anointed, great David’s greater Son!
Hail in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun!
His reign on earth begun!

He comes to break oppression, to set the captive free,
To take away transgression, and rule in equity!   Chorus

He comes with comfort, speedy, to those who suffer wrong,
To help the poor and needy, and bid the weak be strong!
To give them songs for sighing—their darkness turn to light—
Whose souls, condemned and dying, are precious in his sight!   Chorus

To him shall prayer unceasing and daily vows ascend;
His kingdom still increasing—a kingdom without end!
O’er every foe victorious, he on his throne shall rest
From age to age more glorious—all-blessing and all-blessed!   Chorus

The tide of time shall never his covenant remove!
His name shall stand forever; that name to us is Love!   Chorus

Words: James Montgomery; Music: Sandra McCracken; © 2012 Drink Your Tea Music; CCLI License #11029770

Living Hope

How great the chasm that lay between us,
How high the mountain I could not climb.
In desperation, I turned to heaven
And spoke your name into the night.
Then through the darkness your loving-kindness
Tore through the shadows of my soul!
The work is finished, the end is written—
Jesus Christ, my living hope!

Who could imagine so great a mercy?
What heart could fathom such boundless grace?
The God of ages stepped down from glory
To wear my sin and bear my shame!
The cross has spoken, I am forgiven,
The King of Kings calls me his own!
Beautiful Savior, I’m yours forever—
Jesus Christ, my living hope!

Hallelujah, praise the One who set me free!
Hallelujah, death has lost its grip on me!
You have broken every chain;
There’s salvation in your name—
Jesus Christ, my living hope!

Then came the morning that sealed the promise!
Your buried body began to breathe;
Out of the silence the Roaring Lion
Declared the grave has no claim on me—
Jesus, yours is the victory! Chorus

Words and Music: Brian Johnson and Phil Wickham; © Bethel Music Publishing, Phil Wickham Music, Simply Global Songs, Sing My Songs; CCLI License #11029770

O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing

O for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer’s praise,
the glories of my God and King, the triumphs of his grace.

My gracious Master and my God, assist me to proclaim,
to spread through all the earth abroad, the honors of thy name.

Jesus, who breaks the pow’r of sin, and sets the pris’ner free—
his blood can make the foulest clean, his blood availed for me.

He speaks and, list’ning to his voice, new life the dead receive;
the mournful, broken hearts rejoice; the humble poor believe.

Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, your loosen’d tongues employ;
ye blind, behold your Savior come; and leap, ye lame, for joy.

Jesus, the name that charms our fears, that bids our sorrows cease;
‘tis music in the sinner’s ears, ‘tis life and health and peace.

Words: Charles Wesley; Music: AZMON, C. G. Gläser (1828); Adapter, Lowell Mason; Arr. Will Milks; Public Domain; CCLI License #11029770

Come Boldly to the Throne of Grace

Come boldly to the throne of grace, ye wretched sinners, come,
And lay your load at Jesus’ feet, and plead what he has done.

“How can I come?” some soul may say, “I’m lame and cannot walk;
My guilt and sin have stopped my mouth, I sigh, but dare not talk.”

Come boldly to the throne of grace, though lost, and blind, and lame;
Jehovah is the sinner’s friend, and ever was the same.

He makes the dead to hear his voice, he makes the blind the see,
The sinner lost he came to save, and set the pris’ner free.

Come boldly to the throne of grace, for Jesus fills the throne,
And those he kills he makes alive, he hears the sigh or groan.

Poor bankrupt souls who feel and know the hell of sin within,
Come boldly to the throne of grace, the Lord will take you in
Come boldly to the throne of grace, the Lord will take you in
Take you in.

Words: D. Herbert, 1838; Music: Clint Wells & Brian T. Murphy, 2004; © 2005 Red Mountain Church; CCLI License #11029770

The Church’s One Foundation

The church’s one foundation, is Jesus Christ, her Lord.
She is his new creation, by water and the Word.
From heav’n he came and sought her to be his holy bride,
With his own blood he bought her, and for her life he died.

Elect from every nation, yet one o’er all the earth;
Her charter of salvation: one Lord, one faith, one birth,
One holy name she blesses, partakes one holy food,
And to one hope she presses, with every grace endued.

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Mid toil and tribulation, and tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation, of peace forevermore;
’Til, with the vision glorious, her longing eyes are blessed,
And the great church victorious, shall be the church at rest.

Yet she on earth hath union with God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion with those whose rest is won.
O happy ones and holy! Lord, give us grace that we
Like them, the meek and lowly, on high may dwell with thee.

Words: Samuel Wesley; Music: Brian Moss, Arr. Will Milks; © 1996 Parson John Publishing; CCLI License #11029770

In Christ Alone

In Christ alone my hope is found; he is my light, my strength, my song.
This cornerstone, this solid ground, firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace, when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my all in all—here in the love of Christ I stand. 

In Christ alone, who took on flesh, fullness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness, scorned by the ones he came to save.
Till on that cross as Jesus died, the wrath of God was satisfied;
For every sin on him was laid—here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground his body lay, light of the world by darkness slain.
Then bursting forth in glorious day, up from the grave he rose again!
And as he stands in victory, sin’s curse has lost its grip on me;
For I am his, and he is mine—bought with the precious blood of Christ. 

No guilt in life, no fear in death; this is the pow’r of Christ in me.
From life’s first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow’r of hell, no scheme of man, can ever pluck me from his hand;
Till he returns, or calls me home—here in the pow’r of Christ I’ll stand.

Words & Music: Keith Getty & Stuart Townend, w/ Alison Krauss; © 2016 Integrity Music; CCLI License #11029770

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