Henceforth in elds of conquest Thy tents shall be our home: Thro' days of preparation Thy grace has made us strong, And now, O King Eternal, We lift our battle song. So Lead on, lead on, King of Heaven. My light and my salvation, Your faithfulness endures. O Lead on, lead us to Your kingdom. Through joy or tribulation, we follow You, we follow You alone. Lead on, O King Eternal, Till sin's erce war shall cease, And holiness shall whisper The sweet amen of peace; For not with swords' loud clashing, nor roll of stirring drums; With deeds of love and mercy The heav'nly kingdom comes. So Lead on, lead on, King of Heaven. My light and my salvation, Your faithfulness endures. O Lead on, lead us to Your kingdom. Through joy or tribulation, we follow You, we follow You alone. Lead on, O King eternal, We follow not with fears; For gladness breaks the morning Where'er Thy face appears; Thy cross is lifted o'er us; We journey in its light: The crown awaits the conquest; Lead on, O God of might. So Lead on, lead on, King of Heaven. My light and my salvation, Your faithfulness endures. O Lead on, lead us to Your kingdom. Through joy or tribulation, we follow You, we follow You alone. So Lead on, lead on, King of Heaven. My light and my salvation, Your faithfulness endures. O Lead on, lead us to Your kingdom. Through joy or tribulation, we follow You, we follow You alone. Lead On, O King Eternal W--Ernest W. Shurtleff W/M--Ryan Foglesong (c) 2012 Resolved Music CCLI License #1501423 Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore; Rejoice give thanks and sing, and triumph evermore; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice! Jesus, the Savior, reigns, the God of truth and love; When He had purged our stains He took His seat above; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice! His kingdom cannot fail, He rules oer earth and Heavn, The keys of death and hell are to our Jesus givn; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice! Rejoice in glorious hope! Our Lord, the Judge, shall come And take His servants up to their eternal home. Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice! Rejoice, the Lord Is King W--Charles Wesley M--John Darwall CCLI License #1501423 How sweet and awe-ful is the place With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores. While all our hearts and all our songs Join to admire the feast, Each of us cry, with thankful tongues, Lord, why was I a guest? Why was I made to hear Thy voice, And enter while theres room, When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come? Twas the same love that spread the feast That sweetly drew us in; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our sin. Pity the nations, O our God, Constrain the earth to come; Send Thy victorious Word abroad, And bring the strangers home. We long to see Thy churches full, That all the chosen race May, with one voice and heart and soul, Sing Thy redeeming grace. How Sweet and Awesome Is the Place W--Isaac Watts M--St. Columba, ancient Irish melody CCLI License #1501423 O how great the weight of sin that lured my wicked soul Bound with chains and numb to every hope O how vast the void of love, the darkness of despair My hell bound home assured O how great the weight of sin that lured my wicked soul Bound with chains and numb to every hope O how vast the void of love, the darkness of despair My hell bound home assured But God Rich in mercy made a way By grace I have been saved Through faith I have been raised Only by the blood of Christ O how great the sacrice the Father made for me Freedom owing from the battered King O how vast the love of God and still my soul it wars Against the powers of dark But God Rich in mercy made a way By grace I have been saved Through faith I have been raised Only by the blood of Christ We were called from the dark And now we stand in glorys light, Jesus, Savior King We were called from the dark And now we stand in glorys light, Jesus, Savior King We were called from the dark And now we stand in glorys light, Jesus, Savior King We were called from the dark And now we stand in glorys light, Jesus, Savior King But God Rich in mercy made a way By grace I have been saved Through faith I have been raised Only by the blood of Christ But God Rich in mercy made a way By grace I have been saved Through faith I have been raised Only by the blood of Christ We were called from the dark And now we stand in glorys light, Jesus, Savior King We were called from the dark And now we stand in glorys light, Jesus, Savior King But God Rich in mercy made a way By grace I have been saved Through faith I have been raised Only by the blood of Christ But God W and MMichael Bleecker, Hunter Hall & Lauren Chandler (c) The Village Church CCLI License #1501423 Immovable our hope remains Though shifting sands before us lie The One who washed away our stains Shall bear us safely to the skies The oods may rise, the winds may beat Torrential rains descend Yet God His own will not forget Hell love and keep us till the end Youll love and keep us till the end This is eternal life to know The living God and Christ, the Son The Savior will not let us go Until His saving work is done Our debt was great, as was our need But now the price is paid Who can behold Immanuel bleed And doubt His willingness to save? We trust Your willingness to save The Lord acquits, who can condemn? Though Satans accusations y His powr can never reach our names To blot them from the Book of Life The Son has surely made us free His Word forever stands And all our joy is knowing we Are graven on His wounded hands Were graven on Your wounded hands Built into Christ, secure we stand For with His Spirit weve been sealed By grace well see the promised land Where every sorrow shall be healed To God who gave His only Son To Jesus Christ, our Lord To God the Spirit, Three-in-one Be songs of praise forevermore Well sing Your praise forevermore To God who gave His only Son To Jesus Christ, our Lord To God the Spirit, Three-in-one Be songs of praise forevermore Well sing Your praise forevermore Immovable Our Hope Remains Orig. W--Augustus Toplady M & W--Bob and Brittany Kauin (c) 2012 Sovereign Grace Praise CCLI License #1501423 Remember, O My Soul, It is thy duty and privilege to rejoice in God: He requires it of thee for all his favours of grace. Rejoice then in the Giver and his goodness, Be happy in him, O my heart, and in nothing but God, for whatever a man trusts in, from that he expects happiness. He who is the ground of thy faith should be the substance of thy joy. Whence then come heaviness and dejection, when joy is sown in thee, promised by the Father, bestowed by the Son, inwrought by the Holy Spirit, thine by grace, thy birthright in believing? Art thou seeking to rejoice in thyself from an evil motive of pride and self-reputation? Thou hast nothing of thine own but sin, nothing to move God to be gracious, or to continue his grace towards thee. If thou forget this thou wilt lose thy joy. Art thou grieving under a sense of indwelling sin? Let godly sorrow work repentance, as the true spirit which the Lord blesses, and which creates fullest joy; Sorrow for self opens rejoicing in God, Self-loathing draws down divine delights. Hast thou sought joys in some creature comfort? Look not below God for happiness; fall not asleep in Delilahs lap. Let God be all in all to thee, and joy in the fountain that is always full. A Colloquy on Rejoicing (Valley of Vision) Arise, my soul, arise Shake off your guilty fears The bleeding sacrice On 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 every race His blood atoned for every race And sprinkles now the throne of grace O my soul, arise Behold the risen Christ Your Great High Priest Your spotless sacrice O my soul, arise God owns you as His child Shake off your guilty fears My soul, arise Five bleeding wounds He bears Received on Calvary They pour effectual prayers They strongly plead for me: Forgive him, O forgive, they cry Forgive him, O forgive, they cry Dont let that ransomed sinner die! O my soul, arise Behold the risen Christ Your Great High Priest Your spotless sacrice O my soul, arise God owns you as His child Shake off your guilty fears My soul, arise O my soul, arise Behold the risen Christ Your Great High Priest Your spotless sacrice O my soul, arise God owns you as His child Shake off your guilty fears My soul, arise My God is reconciled His pardning voice I hear He owns me as His child I can no longer fear With condence I now draw nigh With condence I now draw nigh And Father, Abba, Father, cry O My Soul, Arise Verses--Charles Wesley M and W--Eric McAllister (c) 2012 Sovereign Grace Worship CCLI License #1501423 A mighty fortress is our God, A bulwark never failing; Our helper He amid the ood Of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe- His craft and power are great, And armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. Did we in our own strength conde, Our striving would be losing, Were not the right man on our side, The man of Gods own choosing. Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He- The Lord of Hosts His name, From age to age the same, And He must win the battle. And though this world, with devils lled, Should threaten to undo us, We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us. The prince of darkness grim, We tremble not for him- His rage we can endure, For lo, his doom is sure: One little word shall fell him. That word above all earthly powers, No thanks to them, abideth; The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through Him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also- The body they may kill; Gods truth abideth still: His kingdom is forever.
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God #18--W&M-Martin Luther CCLI License #1501423 As for you, O Lord, you will not restrain your mercy from me; your steadfast love and your faithfulness will ever preserve me! For evils have encompassed me beyond number; my iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head; my heart fails me. Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me! O Lord, make haste to help me! Let those be put to shame and disappointed altogether who seek to snatch away my life; let those be turned back and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt! Let those be appalled because of their shame who say to me, Aha, Aha! But may all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; may those who love your salvation say continually, Great is the Lord! As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord takes thought for me. You are my help and my deliverer; do not delay, O my God! Psalm 40:11-17 (ESV) When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died My richest gain I count but loss And pour contempt on all my pride Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast Save in the death of Christ, my God All the vain things that charm me most I sacrice them to His blood See, from His head, His hands, His feet Sorrow and love ow mingled down Did eer such love and sorrow meet Or thorns compose so rich a crown? Were all the realms of nature mine That were an offering far too small Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all I give my life, I give my all To follow You, to follow You (Repeat) I give my life, I give my all To follow You, to follow You Love so amazing, so divine Love so amazing, so divine Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all. When I Survey W and M--Isaac Watts Add. W and M--Devon Kauin (c) 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise CCLI License #1501423 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown; How pale Thou art with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn; How does that visage languish, Which once was bright as morn! What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, Was all for sinners gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, Assist me with Thy grace. What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee. O Sacred Head, Now Wounded W--Paul Gerhardt M--Hans Leo Hassler CCLI License #1501423 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 rst 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 Gods 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 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 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 Hallelujah! All I have is Christ Hallelujah! Jesus is my life All I Have Is Christ W and M--Jordan Kauin (c) 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise CCLI License #1501423