Month: February 2023

1 Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him! Jesus, blessed Savior, he’s worthy to be praised. From the rising of the sun until the going down of the same, he’s worthy, Jesus is worthy, he’s worthy to be praised.

2 Glory! Glory! In all things give him glory. Jesus, blessed Savior, he’s worthy to be praised.

For God is our rock,  hope of salvation; a strong deliverer, in him I will always trust.

3 Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him! Jesus, blessed Savior, he’s worthy to be praised. From the rising of the sun
until the going down of the same, he’s worthy, Jesus is worthy, he’s worthy to be praised.
Praise him, praise him, praise him, praise him!
Jesus, blessed Savior, he’s worthy to be praised.

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1. O worship the King, all glorious above, O gratefully sing God’s power and God’s love; our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

2. O tell of God’s might, O sing of God’s grace whose robe is the light, whose canopy space, whose chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form, and dark is God’s path on the wings of the storm.

3. The earth with its store of wonders untold, Almighty, thy power hath founded of old; hath stablished it fast by a changeless decree, and round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.

4. Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?  It breathes in the air, it shines in the light; it streams from the hills, it descends to the plain and sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

5. Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail in thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

Lift ev’ry voice and sing

1 Lift ev’ry voice and sing, till earth and heaven ring, ring with the harmonies of liberty. Let our rejoicing rise high as the list’ning skies, let it resound loud as the rolling sea.

Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us. Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us. Facing the rising sun of our new day begun, let us march on till victory is won.

2 Stony the road we trod, bitter the chast’ning rod,felt in the days when hope unborn had died; yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet come to the place for which our people sighed?

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered. We have come, treading our path thro’ the blood of the slaughtered, out from the gloomy past,
till now we stand at last where the bright gleam of our bright star is cast.

3 God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, thou who hast brought us thus far on the way, thou who hast by thy might led us into the light, keep us forever in the path, we pray.

Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met thee; lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget thee; shadowed beneath thy hand, may we forever stand, true to our God, true to our native land.