I Will Enter His Gates I will enter His gates with thanksgiving in my heart; I will enter His courts with praise. I will say this is the day that The Lord has made; I will rejoice for He has made me glad. He has made me glad, He has made me glad; I will rejoice for He has made me glad. He has made me glad, I will rejoice for He has made me glad.

Ephesians 2:1-10 And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins, 2 in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience, 3 among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, just as the others. 4 But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5 even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6 and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast. 10 For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.

At Calvary Years I spent in vanity and pride, Caring not my Lord was crucified, Knowing that it was for me He died on Calvary. Mercy there was great and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me; There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.

By God’s Word at last my sin I learned; Then, I trembled at the law I’d spurned, Till my guilty soul imploring turned to Calvary. Mercy there was great and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me; There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.

Oh, the love that drew salvation’s plan Oh, the grace that brought it down to man Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span At Calvary Mercy there was great and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me; There my burdened soul found liberty, At Calvary.

Please Take This Opportunity To Welcome and Encourage Each Other

My hope is in the Lord Who gave Himself for me And paid the price of all my sin at Calvary For me, He died, For me, He lives And everlasting life and light He freely gives My Hope is in the Lord

No merit of my own His anger to suppress My only hope is found in Jesus’ righteousness For me, He died, For me, He lives And everlasting life and light He freely gives

His grace has planned it all Tis mine but to believe And recognize His work of love and Christ receive For me, He died, For me, He lives And everlasting life and light He freely gives

Marvelous grace of our loving Lord, Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt, Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured, There where the blood of the Lamb was spilt. Grace, grace God’s grace, Grace that will pardon and cleanse within Grace, grace God’s grace, Grace that is greater than all our sin. Grace Greater Than Our Sin

Sin and despair like the sea waves cold Threaten the soul with infinite loss Grace that is greater, yes grace untold Points to the Refuge, the Mighty Cross Grace, grace God’s grace, Grace that will pardon and cleanse within Grace, grace God’s grace, Grace that is greater than all our sin.

Oh, How He Loves You and Me Oh, how He loves you and me; He gave His life - what more could He give? Oh, how He loves you; Oh, how He loves me; Oh, how He loves you and me. Jesus to Calv’ry did go, His love for sinners to show. What He did there brought hope from despair Oh, how He loves you; Oh, how He loves me; Oh, how He loves you and me.

In Christ Alone In Christ alone my hope is found; He is my light, my strength, my song; This cornerstone, this solid ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease! My comforter, my all in all— Here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone, Who took on flesh, Fullness of God in helpless babe! This gift of love and righteousness, Scorned by the ones He came to save. Till on that cross as Jesus died, The wrath of God was satisfied; For ev'ry sin on Him was laid— Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay, Light of the world by darkness slain; Then bursting forth in glorious day, Up from the grave He rose again! And as He stands in victory, Sin's curse has lost its grip on me; For I am His and He is mine— Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death— This is the pow'r of Christ in me; From life's first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny. No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man, Can ever pluck me from His hand; Till He returns or calls me home— Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.

Ephesians 2:1-10 And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins, 2 in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience, 3 among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, just as the others. 4 But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5 even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6 and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast. 10 For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.

The cross upon which Jesus died Is a shelter in which we can hide, And its grace so free is sufficient for me, And deep is its fountain, as wide as the sea. There’s room at the cross for you, There’s room at the cross for you; Tho’ millions have come, There’s still room for one, Yes, there’s room at the cross for you. Room at the Cross for You