Songs for Worship – February 9, 2020

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!”

We did not gather for worship on February 9, due to tornado damages.
These songs will be pushed back to February 16.

Oh How Good it Is (Psalm 133)

Oh how good it is
When the family of God
Dwells together in spirit
In faith and unity.
Where the bonds of peace,
Of acceptance and love
Are the fruit of His presence here among us.

So with one voice we’ll sing to the Lord
And with one heart we’ll live out His word
Till the whole earth sees
The Redeemer has come
For He dwells in the presence of His people. 

Oh how good it is
On this journey we share
To rejoice with the happy
And weep with those who mourn.
For the weak find strength
The afflicted find grace
When we offer the blessing of belonging.   Chorus

Oh how good it is
To embrace His command
To prefer one another
Forgive as He forgives.
When we live as one
We all share in the love
Of the Son with the Father and the Spirit.   Chorus

Words/Music: Keith Getty, Kristyn Getty, Ross Holmes, Stuart Townend; © 2012 Gettymusic; Parakeet Boots Music; Townend Music; CCLI License #11029770

Come Thou Fount

Come thou Fount of every blessing tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount––I’m fixed upon it––mount of God’s unchanging love!

Here I raise my Ebenezer; hither by thy help I’ve come
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger, interposed his precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor, daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace now like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above.

Words: Robert Robinson; Music: American Folk Tune; CCLI License #11029770

My Jesus, I Love Thee

My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine;
for thee all the follies of sin I resign;
my gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I love thee because thou hast first loved me
and purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I’ll love thee in life, I will love thee in death,
and praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath,
and say, when the deathdew lies cold on my brow:
“If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.”

My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

Words: William R. Featherston; Music: Adoniram Judson Gordon; PD; CCLI License #11029770

From the Depths of Woe (Psalm 130)

From the depths of woe I raise to thee the voice of lamentation;
Lord turn a gracious ear to me and hear my supplication!
If, thou, iniquities dost mark––our secret sins and misdeeds dark––
O who shall stand before thee? (Who shall stand before thee?)
O who shall stand before thee? (Who shall stand before thee?)

To wash away the crimson stain, grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works alas are all in vain––in much the best life faileth.
No man can glory in thy sight; all must, alike, confess thy might,
And live alone by mercy! (Live alone by mercy!)
And live alone by mercy! (Live alone by mercy!)

Therefore, my trust is in the Lord, and not in mine own merit!
On him, my soul shall rest––his Word upholds my fainting spirit!
His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort, and my sweet support!
I wait for it with patience! (Wait for it with patience!)
I wait for it with patience! (Wait for it with patience!)

Though great our sins and sore our woes, his grace much more aboundeth!
His helping love no limit knows; our utmost need it soundeth!
Our Shepherd, good and true is he who will at last his Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow! (All their sin and sorrow!)
From all their sin and sorrow! (All their sin and sorrow!)

Words: Martin Luther; Music: Christopher Miner; © 1997 Christopher Miner Music; CCLI License #11029770

Come, Ye Sinners

Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus, ready, stands to save you,
Full of pity, joined with power.
He is able, He is able;
He is willing; doubt no more.

Come ye needy, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.
Without money, without money
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Bruised and broken by the fall;
If you tarry ’til you’re better,
You will never come at all.
Not the righteous, not the righteous;
Sinners Jesus came to call.

Lo! The Incarnate God, ascended;
Pleads the merit of His blood.
Venture on Him; venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.
None but Jesus, none but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.

Words: Joseph Hart; Music: Matthew S. Smith; © 2000, detuned radio 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/Music: Brian Johnson and Phil Wickham; © Bethel Music Publishing, Phil Wickham Music, Simply Global Songs, Sing My Songs; CCLI License #11029770

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