“His Praise Endureth Forever!”

Walter C. Smith (1867) Tune: ST. DENIO Immortal, Invisible Walter C. Smith (1867) Tune: ST. DENIO   Immortal, invisible, God only wise,  In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,  Most blessed most glorious, the Ancient of Days,  Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,  Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;  Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;  In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;  We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,  And wither and perish— but naught changest Thee.

Great Father of glory pure Father of light,  Thine angels adore Thee all veiling their sight;  All praise we would render O help us to see  'Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee. Public Domain

Words by Robert Grant and William Kethe / Music by Johann M. Haydn O Worship the King Words by Robert Grant and William Kethe / Music by Johann M. Haydn   O worship the King, all glorious above, And gratefully sing His power and His love; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of His might, O sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space, His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form, And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.

The earth with its store of wonders untold, Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old; Established it fast by a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.

Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light; It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. Public Domain

Here I Am to Worship Michael W. Smith / Debbie Smith / Paul Baloche © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc   Light of the world, You stepped down into darkness. Opened my eyes let me see. Beauty that made this heart adore you Hope of a life spent with you.

So here I am to worship, Here I am to bow down, Here I am to say that you're my God, You're altogether lovely, Altogether worthy, Altogether wonderful to me.

King of all days, Oh so highly exalted Glorious in heaven above King of all days, Oh so highly exalted Glorious in heaven above. Humbly you came to the earth you created. All for love's sake became poor.

Here I am to worship, Here I am to bow down, Here I am to say that you're my God, You're altogether lovely, Altogether worthy, Altogether wonderful to me.

I'll never know how much it cost to see my sin upon that cross I'll never know how much it cost to see my sin upon that cross. I'll never know how much it cost to see my sin upon that cross. And I'll never know how much it cost to see my sin upon that cross. No I'll never know how much it cost to see my sin upon that cross.

Here I am to worship, Here I am to bow down, Here I am to say that you're my God. You're altogether lovely, Altogether worthy, Altogether wonderful to me.

Used by Permission CCLI # 1049069 So Here I am to worship, Here I am to bow down, Here I am to say that you're my God   You're altogether lovely, Altogether worthy, Altogether wonderful to me. Used by Permission CCLI # 1049069

Words by Charles Wesley (1742), Music by Louis Edson (1782) Arise, My Soul, Arise Words by Charles Wesley (1742), Music by Louis Edson (1782) Public Domain Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears Before the throne my surety stands Before the throne my surety stands My name is written on His hands

Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears Before the throne my surety stands Before the throne my surety stands My name is written on His hands

He ever lives above, for me to intercede; His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead: His blood atoned for all our race, His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Five bleeding wounds He bears, received on Calvary They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me “Forgive him, oh forgive,” they cry “Forgive him, oh forgive,” they cry “Nor let that ransomed sinner die!”

The Father hears Him pray, His dear Anointed One He cannot turn away the presence of His Son His Spirit answers to the blood His Spirit answers to the blood And tells me I am born of God

My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear With confidence I now draw nigh With confidence I now draw nigh And “Father, Abba, Father” cry Public Domain

Before the Throne of God Above Words by Charitie Lees Bancroft / Alternate Words and Music by Vikki Cook ©1997 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP).   Before the throne of God above I have a strong and perfect plea A great High Priest whose name is Love Who ever lives and pleads for me

My name is graven on His hands My name is written on His heart I know that while in heav’n He stands No tongue can bid me thence depart No tongue can bid me thence depart

When Satan tempts me to despair And tells me of the guilt within Upward I look and see Him there Who made an end of all my sin

Because the sinless Savior died My sinful soul is counted free For God the Just is satisfied To look on Him and pardon me To look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there, the risen Lamb My perfect, spotless Righteousness The great unchangeable I AM The King of glory and of grace

One with Himself, I cannot die My soul is purchased by His blood My life is hid with Christ on high With Christ my Savior and my God With Christ my Savior and my God ©1997 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP). Used by Permission CCLI # 1049069