Showing posts with label worship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worship. Show all posts

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Sunday's Song--What a Friend We Have in Jesus


What a Friend we have in Jesus

What a Friend we have in Jesus, 
all our sins and griefs to bear!

What a privilege to carry
everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden,
cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge,
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do your friends despise, forsake you?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield you;
you will find a solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised
Thou wilt all our burdens bear
May we ever, Lord, be bringing 
all to Thee in earnest prayer.

Soon in glory bright unclouded 
there will be no need for prayer

Rapture, praise and endless worship
will be our sweet portion there.

--Joseph Scriven (1857)

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sunday's Song--Cannons





Cannons

It's falling from the clouds
A strange and lovely sound
I hear it in the thunder and rain
It's ringing in the skies
Like cannons in the night
The music of the universe plays

You are holy great and mighty
The moon and the stars declare who You are
I'm so unworthy, but still You love me
Forever my heart will sing of how great You are

Beautiful and free
Song of Galaxies
It's reaching far beyond the milky way
Lets join in with the sound
C'mon let's sing it loud
As the music of the universe plays

All glory, honor, power is Yours amen
All glory, honor, power is Yours amen
All glory, honor, power is Yours forever amen

--Phil Wickham, 2007

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Sunday's Song--Psalm 19

      Psalm 19

      May the words of my mouth
      And the meditations of my heart
      Be pleasing to you, pleasing to You
      May the words of my mouth
      And the meditations of my heart
      Be pleasing to You my God

      You’re my Rock and my Redeemer
      You’re the reason that I sing
      I desire to be a blessing
      In Your eyes
      Every hour, every moment
      Lord I want to be Your servant
      I desire to be a blessing
      In Your eyes, in Your eyes

      --Terry Butler, 1995

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Sunday's Song--Majesty

Majesty

Majesty

Worship His Majesty
Unto Jesus, be all glory
Honor, and praise

Majesty
Kingdom authority
Flow from His throne
Unto His own
His anthem raise

Majesty
Worship His Majesty
Unto Jesus, be all glory
Honor, and praise

Majesty
Kingdom authority
Flow from His throne
Unto His own
His anthem raise

So exalt, lift up on high
The name of Jesus
Magnify, come glorify
Christ Jesus the King

Majesty
Worship His Majesty
Jesus who died, now glorified
King of all Kings

So exalt, lift up on high
The name of Jesus
Magnify, come glorify
Christ Jesus the King

Majesty
Worship His Majesty
Jesus who died, now glorified
King of all Kings.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Sunday's Song

Shout to the Lord

My Jesus, my Savior,
Lord, there is none like You.
All of my days, I want to praise,
The wonders of Your mighty love.
My comfort, my shelter,
Tower of refuge and strength.
Let every breath, all that I am,
Never cease to worship You.
Shout to the Lord, all the earth let us sing.
Power and majesty, praise to the King.
Mountains bow down, and the seas will roar,
At the sound of Your name.

I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,
Forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand.
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.
My Jesus, my Savior.
Lord, there is none like You.
All of my days, I want to praise,
The wonders of Your mighty love.
My comfort, my shelter,
Tower of refuge and strength.
Let every breath, all that I am,
Never cease to worship You.
Shout to the Lord, all the earth let us sing.
Power and majesty, praise to the King.
Mountains bow down, and the seas will roar,
At the sound of Your name.

I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,
Forever I'll love you, Forever I'll stand.
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.

--Darlene Zschech, 1993