Sunday's Song--Matchless

• Matchless

Son of a man, great I am, King of Heaven

Son of God, You hold the measure of my days

Holy Lamb, spotless Lamb, You are worthy, I am not

Before Your throne I stand amazed

Every tongue confess and every knee will bow

To Jesus Christ the Lord forever, hear our praises now

Your name is matchless, Your name is priceless

Your name means more than I could know

You're so far above me, the way that You love me

Goes further than any love could go

Wonderful counselor, root of David, morning star

You are the way, the truth, the life

Lion of the tribe of Judah, mighty God is who You are

The only perfect sacrifice

Every tongue confess and every knee will bow

To Jesus Christ the Lord forever, hear our praises now

Your name is matchless, Your name is priceless

Your name means more than I could know

You're so far above me, the way that You love me

Goes further than any love could go

In Your name You took the blind man and You gave him back his sight

In Your name You took the dead man and You brought him back to life

In Your name You took this prisoner and You opened up the doors

And I will sing before Your throne forevermore

Your name is matchless, Your name is priceless

Your name means more than I could know

You're so far above me, the way that You love me

Goes further than any love could go

Your name is matchless, Your name is priceless

Your name means more than I could know

You're so far above me, the way that You love me

Goes further than any love could go.

--Aaron Shust, 2005

Sunday's Song--Once to Every Man and Nation

Once to Every Man and Nation

Once to every man and nation,
Comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of truth with false-hood,
For the good or evil side;

Some great cause, some great decision,
Offering each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever,
'Twixt that darkness and that light.

Then to side with truth is noble,
When we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit,
And 'tis prosperous to be just;

Then it is the brave man chooses,
While the coward stands aside,
Till the multitude make virtue,
Of the faith they had denied.

Though the cause of evil prosper,
Yet the truth alone is strong:
Though her portion be the scaffold,
And upon the throne be wrong,

Yet that scaffold sways the future,
AND, BEHIND THE DIM UNKNOWN,
STANDETH GOD WITHIN THE SHADOW,
KEEPING WATCH ABOVE HIS OWN.

--James Russell Lowell

Sunday's Song--All Hail The Power of Jesus' Name

All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name

All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall!
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Ye prophets who our freedom won,
Ye searchers, great and small,
By whom the work of truth is done,
Now crown Him Lord of all;
By whom the work of truth is done,
Now crown Him Lord of all!

Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all;
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all!

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Edward Perronet, 1779