Songs for Worship – January 20, 2019

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!”

Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea.
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee
Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be!

Holy, holy, holy, though the darkness hide thee;
Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see.
Only thou art holy—there is none beside thee—
Perfect in pow’r, in love, and purity!

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!
All thy works shall praise thy name in earth, and sky, and sea!
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

Words: Reginald Heber; Music: John Dykes; CCLI License #11029770


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

Words and Music: 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; 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

God, All Nature Sings Thy Glory

God, all nature sings thy glory, and thy works proclaim thy might;
Ordered vastness in the heavens, ordered course of day and night;
Beauty in the changing seasons, beauty in the storming sea;
All the changing moods of nature praise the changeless Trinity.

Clearer still we see thy hand in man whom thou hast made for thee;
Ruler of creation’s glory, image of thy majesty.
Music, art, the fruitful garden, all the labor of his days,
Are the calling of his Maker to the harvest feast of praise.

But our sins have spoiled thine image; nature, conscience only serve
As unceasing, grim reminders of the wrath which we deserve.
Yet thy grace and saving mercy in thy Word of truth revealed
Claim the praise of all who know thee, in the blood of Jesus sealed.

God of glory, power, mercy, all creation praises thee;
We, thy creatures, would adore thee now and through eternity.
Saved to magnify thy goodness, grant us strength to do thy will;
With our acts as with our voices thy commandments to fulfill.

Music: Ludwig von Beethoven; Words: David Clowney; © 1960 Intervarsity Christian Fellowship; CCLI License #11029770

Abide with Me

Abide with me, fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, abide with me. 

Thou on my head in early youth didst smile,
And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, though I oft left thee;
On to the close, Lord, abide with me. 

I need thy presence every passing hour;
What but thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, abide with me. 

I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, tears lose their bitterness.
Where is thy sting, death? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, abide with me. 

Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heav’n’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, Lord, abide with me.

Words: Henry Lyte; Music: Justin Smith; © 2007 Justin Smith Music; 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); adapt. Lowell Mason; Arr. Will Milks; PD; CCLI License #11029770

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