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  • IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL 1. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul. o Refrain: It is well, with my soul, It is well, it is well, with my soul. 2. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ has regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. 3. My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! 4. For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. 5. But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord! Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul! 6. And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul.JUST AS I AMJust as I am, without one plea,But that Thy blood was shed for me,And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.Just as I am, and waiting notTo rid my soul of one dark blot,To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.Just as I am, though tossed aboutWith many a conflict, many a doubt,Fightings and fears within, without,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
  • Yea, all I need in Thee to find,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;Because Thy promise I believe,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.Just as I am, Thy love unknownHath broken every barrier down;Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.Just as I am, of that free love,The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove,Here for a season, then above,O Lamb of God, I come, I come!AMAZING GRACE"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,That saved a wretch like me....I once was lost but now am found,Was blind, but now, I see.Twas Grace that taught...my heart to fear.And Grace, my fears relieved.How precious did that Grace appear...the hour I first believed.Through many dangers, toils and snares...we have already come.Twas Grace that brought us safe thus far...and Grace will lead us home.The Lord has promised good to me...His word my hope secures.He will my shield and portion be...as long as life endures.Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,and mortal life shall cease,I shall possess within the veil,a life of joy and peace.
  • When weve been here ten thousand years...bright shining as the sun.Weve no less days to sing Gods praise...then when weve first begun."Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,That saved a wretch like me....I once was lost but now am found,Was blind, but now, I see.HOW GREAT THOU ARTO Lord my God,When I in awesome wonderConsider allThe works Thy Hand hath made,I see the stars,I hear the mighty thunder,Thy powr throughoutThe universe displayed;Stanza 2:When through the woodsAnd forest glades I wanderI hear the birdsSing sweetly in the trees;When I look downFrom lofty mountain grandeurAnd hear the brookAnd feel the gentle breeze;Refrain:Then sings my soul,My Saviour God, to Thee,How great Thou art!How great Thou art!Then sings my soul,My Saviour God, to Thee,How great Thou art!How great Thou art!Stanza 3:When Christ shall come,
  • With shouts of acclamation,And take me home,What joy shall fill my heart!Then I shall bowIn humble adorationAnd there proclaim,"My God, how great Thou art!"Refrain:Then sings my soul,My Saviour God, to Thee,How great Thou art!How great Thou art!Then sings my soul,My Saviour God, to Thee,How great Thou art!How great Thou art!I know that my Redeemer lives,I know that my Redeemer lives,And ever prays for me;A token of His love He gives,A pledge of liberty.I find him lifting up my head,He brings salvation near,His presence makes me free indeed,And He will soon appear.He wills that I should holy be,What can withstand His will?The counsel of His grace in meHe surely shall fulfill.Jesus, I hang upon Thy Word;I steadfastly believeThou wilt return and claim me, LordAnd to Thyself receive,Joyful in hope, my spirit soarsTo meet Thee from above,Thy goodness thankfully adores;And sure I taste Thy love.Thy love I soon expect to find,In all its depth and height;
  • To comprehend the eternal mind,And grasp the Infinite.When God is Mine and I am His,Of paradise possessed,I taste unutterable bliss,And everlasting rest.The bliss of those that fully dwell,Fully in Thee believe,’Tis more than angel tongues can tell,Or angel minds conceive.Thou only knowst, Who didst obtain,And die to make it known;The great salvation now explain,And perfect us in one!NEARER MY GOD TO THEENearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! Een though it be a cross that raiseth me, still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!2. Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down, darkness be over me, my rest a stone; yet in my dreams Id be nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!3. There let the way appear, steps unto heaven; all that thou sendest me, in mercy given; angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!4. Then, with my waking thoughts bright with thy praise, out of my stony griefs Bethel Ill raise; so by my woes to be nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!5. Or if, on joyful wing cleaving the sky, sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly, still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!