Announcements Pastor Matt Jackson
Adoration
consider all the works thy hands hath made, I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder, thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed; Refrain: Then sings my soul, my Savior-God, to thee: How great thou art! How great thou art! Then sings my soul, my Savior-God, to thee: How great thou art! How great thou art! 2. When through the woods and forest glades I wander, and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees; when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze; 3. And when I think that God, his Son not sparing, sent him to die, I scarce can take it in, that on the cross my burden gladly bearing he bled and died to take away my sin; 4. When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation and take me home, what joy shall fill my heart! Then I shall bow in humble adoration and there proclaim: "My God, how great thou art!" 1. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 2. Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3. Holy, holy, holy! tho' the darkness hide Thee, Tho' the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see; Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee, Perfect in pow'r, in love, and purity. 4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea; Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 1. God Almighty, strong, secure Who will hold with sovereign hand There’s no reason death to fear Satan, hell or devil band I do not ask strength of my own But in my weakness Thy strength shown. 2. God All-wise, eternal Source of knowledge for the darkened mind Lighter of the heart’s true course Sight for those in sin born blind I do not ask to know for pride But in Thy perfect will reside. 3. Lord, who faced death unafraid Won forgiveness, sought no fee By whose love the pricе was paid And the grace gift offerеd me I do not ask no pain to bear But only, always Thine to share. 4. Loving Father, kind and caring Giver of my needs and more Heavenly glory now preparing ‘Til I receive my treasure store I do not ask this world to flee But serve ‘til Thou dost send for me. 1. Round the Lord in glory seated, cherubim and seraphim filled His temple, and repeated each to each the alternate hymn: "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, earth is with its fullness stored; unto Thee be glory given, holy, holy, holy, Lord." 2. Heav'n is still with glory ringing; earth takes up the angels' cry, "Holy, holy, holy," singing, "Lord of Hosts, the Lord Most High!" "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, earth is with its fullness stored; unto Thee be glory given, holy, holy, holy, Lord." 3. With His seraph train before Him, with His holy church below, thus conspire we to adore Him, bid we thus our anthem flow: "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, earth is with its fullness stored; unto Thee be glory given, holy, holy, holy, Lord." 4. Thus Thy glorious name confessing, with Thine angel hosts we cry, "Holy, holy, holy," blessing Thee, the Lord of Hosts Most High. "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, earth is with its fullness stored; unto Thee be glory given, holy, holy, holy, Lord." 1. 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to take Him at His word; Just to rest upon His promise, Just to know, "Thus saith the Lord." Chorus: Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him! How I've proved Him o'er and o'er! Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more! 2. O how sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to trust His cleansing blood; Just in simple faith to plunge me 'Neath the healing, cleansing flood! 3. Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus, Just from sin and self to cease; Just from Jesus simply taking Life and rest, and joy and peace. 4. I'm so glad I learned to trust Him, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend; And I know that He is with me, Will be with me to the end. 1. Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross; Lift high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss. From vict'ry unto vict'ry His army shall He lead, Till ev'ry foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. Comments are closed.
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