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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
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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! O glorious day!
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 the mount, I’m fixed upon it Mount of Thy redeeming love
Here I raise my Ebenezer: Hither by Thy grace 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
O 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, Lord, take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above
I Will Sing For You have set me free You're all that I seek Your love completes my life You're the air that I breathe And the Savior of the world Is the reason I live And I will sing, I will sing.
For You have set me free You're all that I seek Your love completes my life You're the air that I breathe And the Savior of the world Is the reason I live And I will sing, I will sing.
And I will lift my voice to the one who has saved me I will sing I will sing
And I'll cry out for more saying Lord how I need you I will reach out I’m reaching for more of you in my life
For You have set me free You're all that I seek Your love completes my life You're the air that I breathe And the Savior of the world Is the reason I live And I will sing, I will sing.
And I will lift my voice to the one who has saved me I will sing I will sing
And I'll cry out for more saying Lord how I need you I will reach out I’m reaching for more of you in my life
And I will lift my voice to the one who has saved me I will sing I will sing
And I'll cry out for more saying Lord how I need you I will reach out I’m reaching for more of you in my life
And I will wait for You In the stillness Lord, listen for Your voice. You are as gold refined In Your presence Lord, is where I belong
And I will lift my voice to the one who has saved me I will sing I will sing
And I'll cry out for more saying Lord how I need you I will reach out I’m reaching for more of you in my life
For You have set me free You're all that I seek Your love completes my life You're the air that I breathe And the Savior of the world Is the reason I live And I will sing, I will sing.
Be Thou My Vision Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart; Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art: Thou my best thought, by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me Lord: Thou my great Father, and I Thy true son, Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Riches I heed not, or man's empty praise, Thou mine inheritance, now and always; Thou and Thou only, first in my heart, High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
High King of heaven, my victory won, May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's Sun Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.
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.