Worship Songs

10,000 REASONS

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 forever more!
  Chorus

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

ONE THING REMAINS

Higher than the mountains that I face;
Stronger than the power of the grave;
Constant in the trial and the change;
One thing remains:

Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!

On and on and on and on it goes
It overwhelms and satisfies my soul
And I never ever have to be afraid
One thing remains:

Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love!

In death, in life,
I’m confident and covered by the power
of your great love!
My debt is paid—
there’s nothing that can separate my heart
from your great love!

Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!

In death, in life,
I’m confident and covered by the power
of your great love!
My debt is paid—
there’s nothing that can separate my heart
from your great love!

Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love never fails, it never gives up,
never runs out on me!
Your love!

Words/Music: Christa Black, Jeremy Riddle, & Brian Johnson; 2010 © Bethel Music, Mercy / Vineyard Publishing, and ChristaJoy Music Publishing; CCLI License #11029770

THE GOODNESS OF JESUS

Come you weary heart now to Jesus;
Come you anxious soul now and see.
There is perfect love and comfort in your tears—
Rest here in His wondrous peace.

Oh the goodness, the goodness of Jesus!
Satisfied—he is all that I need!
May it be, come what may, that I rest all my days
In the goodness of Jesus.

Come find what this world cannot offer;
Come and find your joy here complete.
Taste the living water, never thirst again—
Rest here in His wondrous peace.   Chorus

Come and find your hope now in Jesus;
He is all he said he would be.
Grace is overflowing from the Savior’s heart—
Rest here in His wondrous peace.   Chorus

Words/Music: Fiona Aghajanian, Harrison Druery, Michael Farren, Jaywan Maxwell, Jonny Robinson, Rich Thompson;  © 2018 CityAlight Music; CCLI License #11029770

JESUS, I MY CROSS HAVE TAKEN

Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shall be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I’ve sought or hoped or known.
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heav’n are still my own. 

Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue.
O while thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends disown me,
Show thy face and all is bright. 

Soul, then know thy full salvation,
Rise o’er sin and fear and care;
Joy to find in every station,
Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee,
Think what Father’s smiles are thine,
Think that Jesus died to win thee!
Child of heav’n, canst thou repine? 

Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer.
Heav’n’s eternal days before thee,
God’s own hand shall guide us there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days,
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

Words: Henry Lyte, 1825; Music: Bill Moore; © 2001 Bill Moore Music; CCLI License #11029770