“Come all and tune your hearts to sing”

Come, People of the Risen King Come, people of the Risen King, Who delight to bring Him praise; Come all and tune your hearts to sing To the Morning Star of grace.

From the shifting shadows of the earth We will lift our eyes to Him, Where steady arms of mercy reach To gather children in.

Rejoice, Rejoice! Let every tongue rejoice! One heart, one voice; O Church of Christ, rejoice!

Come, those whose joy is morning sun, And those weeping through the night; Come, those who tell of battles won, And those struggling in the fight.

For His perfect love will never change, And His mercies never cease, But follow us through all our days With the certain hope of peace.

Rejoice, Rejoice! Let every tongue rejoice! One heart, one voice; O Church of Christ, rejoice!

Come, young and old from every land - Men and women of the faith; Come, those with full or empty hands - Find the riches of His grace.

Over all the world, His people sing - Shore to shore we hear them call The Truth that cries through every age: “Our God is all in all”!

Rejoice, Rejoice! Let every tongue rejoice! One heart, one voice; O Church of Christ, rejoice!

Keith & Kristyn Getty & Stuart Townend

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation! O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation! All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near; Praise Him in glad adoration.

Praise to the Lord, who over all things so wondrously reigneth, Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth! Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been Granted in what He ordaineth?

Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee; Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee. Ponder anew what the Almighty can do, If with His love He befriend thee.

Praise to the Lord, who, when darkness of sin is abounding, Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding, Sheddeth His light, chaseth the horrors of night, Saints with His mercy surrounding.

Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him! All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him. Let the Amen sound from His people again, Gladly for aye we adore Him. Public Domain

How Great Thou Art O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee; How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When crushed by guilt of sin before thee kneeling, I plead for mercy and for grace and peace, I feel thy balm and, all my bruises healing, My soul is filled, my heart is set at ease.

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee; How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing, Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in; That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing, He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee; How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart! Then I shall bow in humble adoration, And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee; How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Stuart K. Hine

“Let everything that has breath praise the Lord!”

All I Have is Christ I once was lost in darkest night Yet thought I knew the way The sin that promised joy and life Had led me to the grave

I had no hope that You would own A rebel to Your will And if You had not loved me first I would refuse You still

But as I ran my hell-bound race Indifferent to the cost You looked upon my helpless state And led me to the cross

And I beheld God’s love displayed You suffered in my place You bore the wrath reserved for me Now all I know is grace

Hallelujah! All I have is Christ Hallelujah! Jesus is my life

Now, Lord, I would be Yours alone And live so all might see The strength to follow Your commands Could never come from me

Oh Father, use my ransomed life In any way You choose And let my song forever be My only boast is You

Hallelujah! All I have is Christ Hallelujah! Jesus is my life

Jordan Kauflin © 2009 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)

I Hear the Words of Love I hear the words of love, I gaze upon the blood, I see the mighty sacrifice, And I have peace with God.

'Tis everlasting peace! Sure as Jehovah's Name, 'Tis stable as His steadfast throne, For evermore the same.

The clouds may go and come, And storms may sweep my sky; This blood-sealed friendship changes not, The Cross is ever nigh.

My love is oft-times low, My joy still ebbs and flows, But peace with Him remains the same, No change my Savior knows.

I change, He changes not; The Christ can never die; His love, not mine, the resting-place, His truth, not mine, the tie. Horatius Bonar