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I know He rescued my soul, His blood has covered my sin, I believe, I believe; My shame He's taken away, my pain is healed in His name,

I believe, I believe. I'll raise a banner; My Lord has conquered the grave.

My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives; My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.

I know He rescued my soul, His blood has covered my sin, I believe, I believe; My shame He's taken away, my pain is healed in His name,

I believe, I believe. I'll raise a banner; My Lord has conquered the grave.

My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives; My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.

You lift my burden, I'll rise with You; I'm dancing on this mountaintop to see Your kingdom come.

My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives; My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives. (x2) ©1998 Reuben Morgan (Hillsongs) (ASCAP) (Admin. by Integrity's Hosanna! Music) All rights reserved. International copyright secured. Used by permission.

And can it be that I should gain an interest in the Saviour's blood And can it be that I should gain an interest in the Saviour's blood? Died he for me, who caused his pain?

For me, who him to death pursued. Amazing love For me, who him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Long my imprisoned spirit lay fast bound in sin and nature's night; thine eye diffused a quickening ray,

I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; my chains fell off, my heart was free; I rose, went forth, and followed thee.

No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in him, is mine No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in him, is mine! Alive in him, my living Head,

and clothed in righteousness divine, bold I approach the eternal throne, and claim the crown, through Christ my own. Charles Wesley

I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene, and wonder how he could love me, a sinner, condemned, unclean.

O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful, and my song shall ever be: O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful! is my Saviour’s love for me.

For me it was in the garden he prayed – ‘Not my will, but thine’; he had no tears for his own griefs, but sweat drops of blood for mine.

O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful, and my song shall ever be: O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful! is my Saviour’s love for me.

He took my sins and my sorrows, he made them his very own; he bore the burden to Calvary, and suffered, and died alone.

O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful, and my song shall ever be: O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful! is my Saviour’s love for me.

When with the ransomed in glory his face I at last shall see, ’twill be my joy through the ages to sing of his love for me.

O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful, and my song shall ever be: O, how marvellous! O, how wonderful! is my Saviour’s love for me. Charles H. Gabriel © Copyright The Rodeheaver Company/Word Music. Administered by CopyCare, P.O. Box 77, Hailsham, East Sussex, BN27 3EF, UK. Used by permission.

Lord, I lift your name on high; Lord, I love to sing your praises Lord, I lift your name on high; Lord, I love to sing your praises. I’m so glad you’re in my life; I’m so glad you came to save us.

You came from heaven to earth to show the way, from the earth to the cross, my debt to pay,

from the cross to the grave, from the grave to the sky, Lord, I lift your name on high.

Lord, I lift your name on high; Lord, I love to sing your praises Lord, I lift your name on high; Lord, I love to sing your praises. I’m so glad you’re in my life; I’m so glad you came to save us.

You came from heaven to earth to show the way, from the earth to the cross, my debt to pay,

from the cross to the grave, from the grave to the sky, Lord, I lift your name on high. Rick Founds © Copyright 1989 Maranatha! Music. Administered by CopyCare, P.O. Box 77, Hailsham, East Sussex, BN27 3EF, UK. Used by permission.

This is my desire, to honour you This is my desire, to honour you. Lord, with all my heart, I worship you. All I have within me I give you praise. All that I adore is in you.

Lord, I give you my heart, I give you my soul; I live for you alone Lord, I give you my heart, I give you my soul; I live for you alone. Every breath that I take, every moment I’m awake, Lord, have your way in me.

This is my desire, to honour you This is my desire, to honour you. Lord, with all my heart, I worship you. All I have within me I give you praise. All that I adore is in you.

Lord, I give you my heart, I give you my soul; I live for you alone Lord, I give you my heart, I give you my soul; I live for you alone. Every breath that I take, every moment I’m awake, Lord, have your way in me. Reuben Morgan © Copyright 1995 Reuben Morgan /Hillsongs Australia. Administered by Kingsway’s Thankyou Music, P.O. Box 75, Eastbourne, East Sussex, BN23 6NW, UK. Used by permission.

There is none like you, no one else can touch my heart like you do.

I could search for all eternity long and find there is none like you.

There is none like you, no one else can touch my heart like you do.

I could search for all eternity long and find there is none like you I could search for all eternity long and find there is none like you. Lenny LeBlanc © Copyright 1991 Integrity’s Hosanna! Music. Administered by Kingsway’s Thankyou Music, P.O. Box 75, Eastbourne, East Sussex, BN23 6NW, UK. Used by permission.

Jesus, Jesus, holy and anointed One, Jesus Jesus, Jesus, holy and anointed One, Jesus. Jesus, Jesus, risen and exalted One, Jesus.

Your name is like honey on my lips, your Spirit like water to my soul Your name is like honey on my lips, your Spirit like water to my soul. Your word is a lamp unto my feet. Jesus, I love you, I love you.

Jesus, Jesus, holy and anointed One, Jesus Jesus, Jesus, holy and anointed One, Jesus. Jesus, Jesus, risen and exalted One, Jesus.

Your name is like honey on my lips, your Spirit like water to my soul Your name is like honey on my lips, your Spirit like water to my soul. Your word is a lamp unto my feet. Jesus, I love you, I love you.

Jesus, Jesus, holy and anointed One, Jesus Jesus, Jesus, holy and anointed One, Jesus. Jesus, Jesus, risen and exalted One, Jesus. John Barnett © Copyright 1980 Mercy/Vineyard Publishing/Music Services. Administered by CopyCare, P.O. Box 77, Hailsham, East Sussex, BN27 3EF, UK. Used by permission.

Faithful One, so unchanging, Ageless One, you're my rock of peace Faithful One, so unchanging, Ageless One, you're my rock of peace. Lord of all, I depend on you,

I call out to you again and again, I call out to you again and again.

You are my rock in times of trouble, you lift me up when I fall down.

All through the storm your love is the anchor, my hope is in you alone.

Faithful One, so unchanging, Ageless One, you're my rock of peace Faithful One, so unchanging, Ageless One, you're my rock of peace. Lord of all, I depend on you,

I call out to you again and again, I call out to you again and again.

You are my rock in times of trouble, you lift me up when I fall down.

All through the storm your love is the anchor, my hope is in you alone All through the storm your love is the anchor, my hope is in you alone. Brian Doerksen © Copyright 1989 Mercy/Vineyard Publishing/Music Services. Administered by CopyCare, P.O. Box 77, Hailsham, East Sussex, BN27 3EF, UK. Used by permission.

When peace like a river attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea-billows roll,

whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to know, it is well, it is well with my soul.

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul), it is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control,

that Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, and hath shed his own blood for my soul

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul), it is well, it is well with my soul.

For me be it Christ, be it Christ, hence to live For me be it Christ, be it Christ, hence to live! If Jordan above me shall roll,

no pang shall be mine, for in death as in life, thou wilt whisper thy peace to my soul.

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul), it is well, it is well with my soul.

But, Lord, ’tis for thee, for thy coming we wait, the sky, not the grave, is our goal;

oh, trump of the angel. O voice of the Lord. Blessed hope oh, trump of the angel! O voice of the Lord! Blessed hope! Blessed rest of my soul!

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul), it is well, it is well with my soul. Horatio G. Spafford