Songs for Worship – November 4, 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!”

Arise, O God, And Shine

Arise, O God, and shine in all Thy saving might,
And prosper each design to spread Thy glorious light;
Let healing streams of mercy flow
that all the earth Thy truth may know.

Bring distant nations near to sing Thy glorious praise;
Let every people hear and learn Thy holy ways.
Reign, mighty God, assert Thy cause,
and govern by Thy righteous laws.

Put forth Thy glorious power, that everyone may see
And earth present her store, in converts born to Thee.
God, our own God, His Church will bless,
And fill the world with righteousness.

To God, the only Wise, the one immortal King,
Let hallelujahs rise, from every living thing;
Let all that breathe, on every coast,
praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Words: William Hurn; Music: Chris Miner; © 2004 Christopher Miner Music; CCLI License #11029770

His Mercy Is More

What love could remember no wrongs we have done?
Omniscient, all knowing––he counts not their sum!
Thrown into a sea without bottom or shore––
Our sins, they are many; his mercy is more!

Praise the Lord! His mercy is more!
Stronger than darkness, new every morn;
Our sins, they are many; his mercy is more!

What patience would wait as we constantly roam?
What Father, so tender, is calling us home?
He welcomes the weakest, the vilest, the poor––
Our sins, they are many; his mercy is more!%Chorus

What riches of kindness he lavished on us!
His blood was the payment, his life was the cost;
We stood ‘neath a debt we could never afford––
Our sins, they are many; his mercy is more!%Chorus

Music and Words: Matt Boswell and Matt Papa; © 2016 Messenger Hymns; CCLI License #11029770

On Jordan’s Stormy Banks I Stand

On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand, and cast a wishful eye
To Canaan’s fair and happy land, where my possessions lie.

I am bound (I am bound), I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the Promised Land
I am bound (I am bound), I am bound (I am bound)
I am bound for the Promised Land

All o’er those wide extended plains, shines one eternal day
There God the Son forever reigns, and scatters night away!%Chorus

No chilling winds nor poisonous breath, can reach that healthful shore
Sickness, sorrow, pain and death, are felt and feared no more!%Chorus

When shall I reach that happy place, and be forever blessed?
When shall I see my Father’s face, and in His bosom rest?%Chorus

Words: Samuel Stennett; Music: Christopher Miner; © 1997 Christopher Miner Music; CCLI License #11029770

Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me

Jesus, Savior, pilot me
Over life’s tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rocks and treach’rous shoal;
Chart and compass came from thee;
Savior, pilot me!

Though the sea be smooth and bright,
Sparkling with the stars of night;
And my ship’s path be ablaze
With the light of blissful days––
Still I know my need of thee:
Savior, pilot me!

As a mother stills her child,
Thou can hush the ocean wild.
Boist’rous waves obey thy will
When thou says to them, “Be still!”
Wondrous Sov’reign of the sea,
Savior, pilot me!

When at last I near the shore,
And the fearful breakers roar––
They between me and thy rest––
I shall lean upon thy breast!
May I hear thee say to me,
“I will pilot thee!”

Words: E. Hopper (1871); Music: I. Wardell, J. Pensak (2009); © 2009 Bifrost Arts Music; CCLI License #11029770

My Shepherd Will Supply My Need

My Shepherd will supply my need,
Jehovah is his name;
In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.
He brings my wandering spirit back,
When I forsake his ways,
And leads me, for his mercy’s sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

When I walk through the shades of death,
Thy presence is my stay;
One word of thy supporting breath,
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God,
Attend me all my days;
O may thy house be my abode,
And all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest,
But like a child at home.

Words: Isaac Watts; Music: William Bradbury; PD; CCLI License #11029770

A Mighty Fortress

A mighty fortress is our God, a Bulwark never failing;
Our Helper he amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing;
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and pow’r are great, and armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing;
Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing;
Dost ask who that may be: Christ Jesus it is he;
Lord Sabaoth his name, from age to age the same,
And he must win the battle!

And though this world with devils filled, should threaten to undo us
We will not fear for God hath willed, his truth to triumph through us
The prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for him
His rage we can endure, for lo his doom is sure
One little word shall fell him!

That Word above all earthly pow’r, no thanks to them abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through him who with us sideth;
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill; God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever!

Words and Music: Martin Luther; Arr. Will Milks; CCLI License #11029770

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