You are holy , You are mighty ,
You are worthy , Worthy of praise ,
I will follow , I will listen ,
I will love you , All of my days
| I will sing to | You are Lord of Lords |
| And worship | You are King of Kings |
| The King who | You are mighty God |
| Is worthy | Lord of everything |
| I will love and | You're Emmanuel |
| Adore Him | You're the great I Am |
| I will bow down | You're the Prince of Peace |
| Before Him | Who is the Lamb |
| I will sing to | You're the living God |
| And worship | You're my saving grace |
| The King who | You will reign forever |
| Is worthy | You are Ancient of Days |
| I will love and | You are Alpha Omega |
| Adore Him | Beginning and End |
| I will bow down | You're my Savior, Messiah |
| Before Him | Redeemer and Friend |
You're my Prince of Peace, and I will live my life for you
© 1994 Marc Imboden. CCLI song# 2332149
For I know that this will turn out for my deliverance through your prayers and the provision of the Spirit of Jesus Christ, according to my earnest expectation and hope, that I will not be put to shame in anything, but that with all boldness, Christ will even now, as always, be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death.
For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.
Have this attitude in yourselves which was also in Christ Jesus, who, although He existed in the form of God, did not consider equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied Himself, taking the form of a bond-servant, and being made in the likeness of men.
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.
'Til 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 its 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,
Can ever pluck me from His hand,
'Til He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand!
Stuart Townend and Keith Getty. Original key D.
What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
For my cleansing this I see
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
For my pardon this my plea
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
This is all my hope and peace:
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
This is all my righteousness:
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
I'd stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.
C. Austin Miles, 1912
VCAC CCLI# 146987