The Love of The Father

Lift up your voices and lift up your praise

Join with the heavens declaring the wonders

Of His faithfulness forever


Sing of the victory, the hope of the world

The Savior has risen, the Spirit has come to

Bring us into love forever


We are the people of God

With the freedom of hope in our hearts

How great is the love of the Father


Lifted from darkness and into the light

The sons and the daughters are loved at a price

Our God has made us His forever


We are the people of God

With the freedom of hope in our hearts

How great is the love of the Father


We are the people of God

With the freedom of hope in our hearts

How great is the love of the Father


This is the song of the redeemed

The ransomed and the free

Given life at such a price

This is love, this is love

And when the Father calls us home

And we see Him on the throne

Hear the voices sing as one

This is love, this is love


We are the people of God

With the freedom of hope in our hearts

How great is the love of the Father


We are the people of God

With the freedom of hope in our hearts

How great is the love of the Father

Come Thou Fount

Come Thou fount of every blessing

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace

Streams of mercy, never ceasing

Call for songs of loudest praise

Teach me some melodious sonnet

Sung by flaming tongues above

Praise His name I'm fixed upon it

Name of Thy redeeming love


Here I raise my Ebenezer

Hither by Thy help I've come

And I hope, by Thy good pleasure

Safely to arrive at home

Jesus sought me when a stranger

Wandering from the fold of God

He, to rescue me from danger

Interposed His precious blood


Oh, to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be!

Let Thy goodness, like a fetter

Bind my wandering heart to Thee

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it

Prone to leave the God I love

Here's my heart, Oh, take and seal it

Seal it for Thy courts above


Come Thou fount of every blessing

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace

Streams of mercy, never ceasing

Call for songs of loudest praise

Teach me some melodious sonnet

Sung by flaming tongues above

Praise His name I'm fixed upon it

Name of Thy redeeming love

Before The Throne

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 Heaven 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 Savior and my God!

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.

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 every 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 it's 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 power of Christ in me

From life's first cry to final breath

Jesus commands my destiny

No power of hell, no scheme of man

Could ever pluck me from His hands

Till He returns or calls me home

Here in the power of Christ I'll stand

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