Lyrics

WE HAVE COME
Words and music: West Breedlove

We have come to this place
To rejoice and to praise
The Lord our God, Jehovah

Lord of all creation, you are awesome in our sight
How we marvel at your glory, Lord,
You are our one and true delight
We are the poor in spirit, and we thirst for righteousness
Come and mend the bones you've broken, Lord,
As we gather here to rest

© 1999 West Breedlove Music/ASCAP. All rights reserved. Used by permission.


BENEATH THE CROSS OF JESUS
Words: Elizabeth C. Clephane, 1872
Music: Christopher Miner

Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand
The shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land
A home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way
From the burning of the noontide heat and the burden of the day

Upon that cross of Jesus mine eyes at times can see
The very dying form of One who suffered there for me
And from my smitten heart with tears two wonders I confess
The wonders of His glorious love and my unworthiness

I take, O cross, the shadow for my abiding place
I ask no other sunshine than the sunshine of His face
Content to let the world go by, to know no gain or loss
My sinful self my only shame, my glory all the cross

© 1997 Christopher Miner Music. All rights reserved. Used by permission.


JESUS, I COME
Words: William Sleeper, 1887
Music: Greg Thompson

Out of my bondage, sorrow and night, Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into Thy freedom, gladness and light, Jesus, I come to thee
Out of my sickness into Thy health,
Out of my wanting and into Thy wealth
Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of earth's sorrows into Thy balm
Out of life's storms and into Thy calm
Out of distress into jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee

Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into Thy blessed will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of myself to dwell in Thy love
Out of despair into raptures above
Upward forever on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into the joy and light of Thy home, Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of the depths of ruin untold
Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold
Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee

© 2000 Greg Thompson Music. All rights reserved. Used by permission.


LET ALL MORTAL FLESH KEEP SILENCE
Words: Liturgy of St. James, 5th cent., adapted by Gerard Moultrie, 1864
Music: PICARDY, French melody, 17th cent., Arr. by Ralph Vaughan Williams, 1906

Let all mortal flesh keep silence
And with fear and trembling stand
Ponder nothing earthly-minded
For with blessing in his hand
Christ our God to earth descendeth
Our full homage to demand

King of kings, yet born of Mary
As of old on earth he stood
Lord of lords, in human vesture
In the body and the blood
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heav'nly food

Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way
As the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day
That the pow'rs of hell may vanish
As the darkness clears away

At his feet the six-winged seraph
Cherubim with sleepless eye
Veil their faces to the presence
As with ceaseless voice they cry
"Alleluia, alleluia,
Alleluia, Lord Most High!"

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PSALM 130
Words: Martin Luther, 1523
Music: Christopher Miner

From the depths of woe I raise to Thee the 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 my 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 it with patience

What though I wait the live-long night, and till 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 'till 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 Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow

© 1997 Christopher Miner Music. All rights reserved. Used by permission.


HOW LOVELY SHINES THE MORNING STAR
Words: Philipp Nicolai, 1597
Music: Daniel Kellogg, 2003

How lovely shines the Morning Star!
The nations see and hail afar
the light in Judah shining.
Thou David's son of Jacob's race
my bridegroom and my King of grace
for thee my heart is pining.
Lowly, holy, great and glorious, thou victorious
Prince of graces, filling all the heav'nly places.

Now richly to my waiting heart
O thou, my God, deign to impart
the grace of love undying.
In thy blest body let me be
e'en as the branch is in the tree
thy life my life supplying.
Sighing, crying, for the savor of thy favor
resting never till I rest in thee forever.

Thou, mighty Father, in thy Son
didst love me ere thou hadst begun
this ancient world's foundation.
Thy Son hath made a friend of me
and when in Spirit him I see, I joy in tribulation.
What bliss is this! He that liveth to me giveth
life forever; nothing me from him can sever.

© 2004 Nutmeg Press/ASCAP. All rights reserved.


GOD OF WONDERS
Words and Music: Marc Byrd and Steve Hindalong, 2000

Lord of all creation
Of water, earth, and sky
The heavens are your tabernacle
Glory to the Lord on High

God of wonders beyond our galaxy
You are holy, holy
The universe declares your majesty
You are holy, holy
Lord of heaven and earth
Lord of heaven and earth

Early in the morning
I will celebrate the light
When I stumble in the darkness
I will call your name by night

Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth

© 2000 Meaux Mercy/New Spring Publishing/Storm Boy Music.
All rights reserved. Used by permission.


BE THOU MY VISION
Words: Ancient Irish poem, ca. 8th cent., Tr. By Mary E. Byrne, 1905
Music: SLANE, Traditional Irish melody, Arr. by David Evans, 1927

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, I thy true son
Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one

Riches I heed not, nor man's empty gain
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 heav'n's Sun
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all

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OF THE FATHER'S LOVE BEGOTTEN
Words: Aurelius Clemens Prudentius (348-413),
Tr. by John Mason Neale, 1854; Henry W. Baker, 1859
Music: DIVINUM MYSTERIUM, Plainsong, 12th cent.,
Arr. by Charles Winfred Douglas, 1916

Of the Father's love begotten
Ere the worlds began to be
He is Alpha and Omega
He the Source, the Ending he
Of the things that are, that have been
And that future years shall see
Evermore and evermore!

O that birth forever blessed
When the virgin, full of grace
By the Holy Ghost conceiving
Bore the Savior of our race
And the babe, the world's Redeemer
First revealed his sacred face
Evermore and evermore!

This is he whom heav'n taught singers
Sang of old with one accord
Whom the Scriptures of the prophets
Promised in their faithful word
Now he shines, the long-expected
Let creation praise its Lord
Evermore and evermore!

O ye heights of heav'n, adore him
Angel hosts, his praises sing
All dominions, bow before him
And extol our God and King
Let no tongue on earth be silent
Ev'ry voice in concert ring
Evermore and evermore!

Christ, to thee, with God the Father
And, O Holy Ghost, to thee
Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving
And unwearied praises be
Honor, glory, and dominion
And eternal victory
Evermore and evermore!

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DEAR REFUGE OF MY WEARY SOUL
Words: Anne Steele
Music: Kevin Twit

Dear refuge of my weary soul
On Thee when sorrows rise
On Thee when waves of trouble roll
My fainting hope relies
To Thee I tell each rising grief
For Thou alone canst heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief
For every pain I feel

But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail
I fear to call Thee mine
The springs of comfort seem to fail
And all my hopes decline
Yet gracious God where shall I flee?
Thou art my only trust
And still my soul would cleave to Thee
Though prostrate in the dust

Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face
And shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace
Be deaf when I complain?
No, still the ear of sovereign grace
Attends the mourner's prayer
Oh may I ever find access
To breathe my sorrows there

Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will
And wait beneath Thy feet
Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will
And wait beneath Thy feet

© 1998 Kevin Twit Music. All rights reserved. Used by permission.


JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL
Words: Charles Wesley, 1740
Music: Greg Thompson

Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to thy bosom fly
While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high
Hide me, O my Savior, hide, 'till the storm is past
Safe into the haven guide; receive my soul at last

Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on thee
Leave, oh, leave me not alone, still support and comfort me
All my trust on thee is stayed, help from thee I bring
Cover my defenseless head [with] the shadow of thy wing

Thou, O Christ, art all I want; more than all in thee I find
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind
Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness
False and full of sin I am, thou full of truth and grace

Plenteous grace with thee is found, grace to cover all my sin
Let the healing streams abound; make and keep me pure within
Thou of life the fountain art; let me take of thee
Spring thou up within my heart to all eternity

© 2000 Greg Thompson Music. All rights reserved. Used by permission.


AROUND THE THRONE OF GOD IN HEAVEN
Words: Anne H. Shepherd, 1836
Music: Daniel Kellogg, 2003

Around the throne of God in heav'n
Thousands of children stand
Children whose sins are all forgiv'n
A holy, happy band, singing

Gloria we sing before Thee
Gloria to God on high
Gloria we sing before Thee
Gloria to Christ the Savior


In flowing robes of spotless white
See ev'ry one arrayed
Dwelling in everlasting light
And joys that never fade, singing

What brought them to that world above
That heav'n so bright and fair
Where all is peace and joy and love
How came those children there, singing

Because the Savior shed his blood
To wash away their sin
Bathed in that pure and precious flood
Behold them white and clean, singing

© 2004 Nutmeg Press/ASCAP. All rights reserved.


LIKE A RIVER GLORIOUS
Words: Frances R. Havergal, 1874
Music: WYE VALLEY, w/Refrain, James Mountain, 1876

Like a river glorious is God's perfect peace
Over all victorious in its bright increase
Perfect, yet it floweth fuller ev'ry day
Perfect, yet it groweth deeper all the way

Stayed upon Jehovah, hearts are fully blest
Finding, as he promised, perfect peace and rest

Hidden in the hollow of his blessed hand
Never foe can follow, never traitor stand
Not a surge of worry, not a shade of care
Not a blast of hurry touch the spirit there

Ev'ry joy or trial falleth from above
Traced upon our dial by the Sun of Love
We may trust him fully all for us to do
They who trust him wholly find him wholly true

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MAN OF SORROWS! What A Name
Words and music: Philip P. Bliss, 1875

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

Bearing shame and scoffing rude
In my place condemned he stood
Sealed my pardon with his blood
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless, we
Spotless Lamb of God was he
Full atonement! Can it be?
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Lifted up was he to die
"It is finished!" was his cry
Now in heav'n exalted high
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

When he comes, our glorious King
All his ransomed home to bring
Then anew this song we'll sing
Hallelujah! what a Savior!

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