Only Your Blood is Enough I am ashamed, conceived in sin, I’ve always been. Born in a world where Adam’s fall corrupts us.

Rooted is the seed of death in life’s first breath. The law demands a perfect heart, but I’m defiled in every part

For only Your blood is enough to cover my sin Only Your blood is enough to cover me

All this guilt disturbs my peace; I find no release. Who will save me from my crime? I’m helpless.

Behold, I fall before Your face in need of grace. So speak to me in a gentle voice, for in Your mercies I rejoice.

For only Your blood is enough to cover my sin Only Your blood is enough to cover me

Leader: Lord, create my heart anew People: Father, come and make us wise Leader: Only You are pure and true People: Lead us away from our demise

Leader: Lord, You are the remedy People: For only your blood can set us free

Together: For only your blood can set us free Only your blood can set us free

Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, and in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being, and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones that you have broken rejoice. Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God! (Psalm 51:5-10 ESV)

No bleeding bird, no bleeding beast No hyssop branch, no priest, No running brook, no flood, no sea Can wash away this stain from me

No bleeding bird, no bleeding beast No hyssop branch, no priest, No running brook, no flood, no sea Can wash away this stain from me

For only Your blood is enough to cover my sin Only Your blood is enough to cover me

For only Your blood is enough to cover Only Your blood is enough to cover… Only Your blood is enough to cover me

For only Your blood is enough to cover Only Your blood is enough to cover… Only Your blood is enough to cover me

For only Your blood is enough to cover my sin Only Your blood is enough to cover me

What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Who shall bring any charge against God's elect? It is God who justifies.

Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died—more than that, who was raised—who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us.

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written: “For your sake we are being killed all the day long; we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:31-39 ESV)

Our God Water You turned into wine Opened the eyes of the blind There’s no one like You None like You

Into the darkness You shine Out of the ashes we rise There’s no one like You None like You

Our God is greater Our God is stronger God, You are higher than any other Our God is Healer Awesome in power Our God Our God

And if our God is for us Then who could ever stop us And if our God is with us Then what could stand against

Into the darkness You shine Out of the ashes we rise There’s no one like You None like You

Our God is greater Our God is stronger God, You are higher than any other Our God is Healer Awesome in power Our God Our God

Romans 8 “For I am sure…

Romans 8 “…that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth…”

And if our God is for us Then who could ever stop us And if our God is with us Then what could stand against

Romans 8 “…nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Man of Sorrows Man of Sorrows! what a name For the Son of God, Who came Ruined sinners to reclaim. Hallelujah… Hallelujah! Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude, In my place condemned He stood; Sealed my pardon with His blood. Hallelujah… Hallelujah! Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless we; Spotless Lamb of God was He; “Full atonement!” can it be? Hallelujah… Hallelujah! Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Isaiah 53 He was despised and rejected by men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief… …because He poured out His soul unto death and was numbered with the transgressors; yet He bore the sin of many, and makes intercession for the transgressors.

Lifted up was He to die; “It is finished!” was His cry; Now in heav’n exalted high. Hallelujah… Hallelujah! Hallelujah! What a Savior!

When He comes, our glorious King, All His ransomed home to bring, Then anew His song we’ll sing:

Hallelujah, Hallelujah… Hallelujah, What a Savior!

Glorious Day One day when Heaven was filled with His praises One day when sin was as black as could be Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin Dwelt among men, my example is He

Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justified freely forever One day He’s coming Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain One day they nailed Him to die on a tree suffering anguish, despised and rejected Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer One day the stone rolled away from the door Then He arose, over death He had conquered Now He’s ascended, my Lord evermore

Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justified freely forever One day He’s coming Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming One day the skies with His glories will shine Wonderful day, my Beloved One’s, bringing Glorious Savior, Jesus, is mine

Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justified freely forever One day He’s coming Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

O glorious day!

1 Peter 4 Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery trial when it comes upon you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice insofar as you share Christ’s sufferings, that you may also rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed. If you are insulted for the name of Christ, you are blessed, because the Spirit of glory and of God rests upon you. If anyone suffers as a Christian, let him not be ashamed, but let him glorify God in that name. Therefore let those who suffer according to God’s will entrust their souls to a faithful Creator while doing good.

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 heaven are still mine 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

Man may trouble and distress me, ’twill but drive me to Thy breast. Life with trials hard may press me; Heav’n will bring me sweeter rest.

Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me While Thy love is left to me; Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me, were that joy unmixed with Thee.

Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! Come, disaster, scorn and pain! In Thy service, pain is pleasure; with Thy favor, loss is gain.

I have called Thee, “Abba, Father”; I have set my heart on Thee: Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, all must work for good to me.

1 Peter 4 Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery trial when it comes upon you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice insofar as you share Christ’s sufferings, that you may also rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed. If you are insulted for the name of Christ, you are blessed, because the Spirit of glory and of God rests upon you. If anyone suffers as a Christian, let him not be ashamed, but let him glorify God in that name. Therefore let those who suffer according to God’s will entrust their souls to a faithful Creator while doing good.

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 heaven, canst thou repine?

Haste then on from grace to glory, armed by faith, and winged by prayer, Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee, God’s own hand shall guide us there.

Soon shall close thy earthly mission, swift shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope now change to glad fruition, faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

Take My Life Take my life and let it be consecrated unto Thee. Take my moments and my days let them flow in ceaseless praise.

Take my hands and let them move at the impulse of Thy love. Take my feet and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee.

Take my voice and let me sing always only for my King. Take my lips and let them be filled with messages from Thee.

Take my silver and my gold, not a mite will I withhold. Take my intellect and use every power as You choose.

Here am I, all of me… Take my life, it's all for Thee.

Take my will and make it Thine it shall be no longer mine. Take my heart it is Thine own it shall be Thy royal throne.

Take my love my Lord I pour at Your feet its treasure store Take my life and I will be ever only all for Thee.

Take my life and let it be ever only all for Thee.

Here am I, all of me… Take my life, it's all for Thee.

Psalm 130 From the depths of woe I raise to Thee a 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?

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.

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 Him with patience.

What though I wait the live-long night and ‘til the dawn appeareth, my heart still trusteth in His might; it doubteth not nor feareth. Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, ye of the Spirit born indeed, and wait ‘til God appeareth.

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 people free from all their sin and sorrow.