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Come and Welcome
03:58
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From the cross, uplifted high, where the Savior hangs to die
What melodious sounds I hear, bursting on my ravished ear
Love’s redeeming work is done—Grace to boast the battle won
Come and welcome, sinner, come. Come and welcome, sinner, come.
Sprinkled now with blood the throne. Why beneath thy burdens groan?
On His broken body laid—justice owns the ransom paid
Bow your knee, behold the Son—crucified and risen One
Come and welcome, sinner, come. Come and welcome, sinner, come.
Wandered far and foolish played,
Longed to right the wrongs been made
In a filthy garment dressed, a traitor and a liar confessed
Swift, to us, the Father runs! All forgiven, exile done
Come and welcome, sinner, come. Come and welcome, sinner, come.
Soon the days of life shall end; Lo, He comes, our Savior, Friend
With salvation to convey, bring the realm of endless day
Come and welcome, sinner, come. Come and welcome, sinner, come.
Come and welcome, sinner, come. Come and welcome, sinner, come.
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By Thy Mercy
03:25
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Jesus, Lord of life and glory,
Bend from Heav’n Thy gracious ear;
While our waiting souls adore Thee,
Friend of helpless sinners, hear:
By Thy mercy, O deliver us,
Good Lord, good Lord
From the depths of natures blindness,
From the hardening power of sin,
From all malice and unkindness,
From the pride that lurks within
By Thy mercy, O deliver us,
Good Lord, good Lord
When the world around is smiling,
In the time of wealth and ease,
Earthly joys our hearts beguiling,
In the day of health and peace.
By Thy mercy, O deliver us,
Good Lord, good Lord
In the solemn hour of dying,
In the awful judgment day,
May our souls, on Thee relying,
Find Thee still our Rock and Stay.
By Thy mercy, O deliver us,
Good Lord, good Lord
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Christ, Or Else I Die
05:27
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Gracious Lord, incline Thine ear;
My request vouchsafe to hear;
Hear my never-ceasing cry;
Give me Christ, or else I die.
Wealth and honor I disdain,
Earthly comforts, Lord, are vain;
These can never satisfy:
Give me Christ, or else I die.
All unholy and unclean,
I am weighted by my sin;
On thy mercy I rely;
Give me Christ, or else I die
Thou dost freely save the lost;
In Thy grace alone I trust.
With my earnest plea comply;
Give me Christ, or else I die.
All unholy and unclean,
I am weighted by my sin;
On thy mercy I rely;
Give me Christ, or else I die
Thou hast promised to forgive
All who in thy Son believe;
Lord, I know Thou cannot lie;
Give me Christ, or else I die
All unholy and unclean,
I am weighted by my sin;
On thy mercy I rely;
Give me Christ, or else I die
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Crown Him
03:17
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Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious;
See the risen Savior now;
From the fight returned victorious;
Every knee to Him shall bow
Crown the Savior! Angels, crown Him!
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown the Savior King of kings.
Sinners in derision crowned Him
Mocking thus our Savior’s claim
Now, ye Saints, all gather ‘round Him!
Own his title, praise His name
Crown Him, crown Him,
Sing aloud the Victor’s fame.
Hark, those bursts of acclamation!
Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
O what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him, crown Him,
King of kings and Lord of lords!
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Depth of Mercy
03:59
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Depth of mercy can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear—
Me the chief of sinners spare?
Lord, incline me to repent,
Let me now my fall lament
Deeply my revolt deplore—
Weep, believe and sin no more
I have long withstood His grace,
Long provoked him to His face
Would not listen to His calls,
Grieved him by a thousand falls
Lord, incline me to repent,
Let me now my fall lament
Deeply my revolt deplore—
Weep, believe and sin no more
Still, for me the savior stands,
Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands
God is love, I know I feel,
Jesus weeps and loves me still
Lord, incline me to repent,
Let me now my fall lament
Deeply my revolt deplore—
Weep, believe and sin no more
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Jesus, I Come to Thee
04:13
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Out of my bondage, sorrow and night,
Jesus, I come; Jesus I come.
Into Thy freedom, gladness and light,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of my shameful failure and loss,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into the glorious gain of Thy cross,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of my sickness into Thy health,
Out of my wanting and into Thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into Thyself,
Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of unrest and arrogant pride,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into Thy blessed will to abide,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of myself to dwell in Thy love,
Out of despair into raptures above,
Heavenly mercy rain down like a flood
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of death’s fear and dread of the tomb,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into the joy and light of Thy home,
Jesus, I come to Thee. Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of the depths of ruin untold,
Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold,
Ever Thy glorious face to behold,
Jesus, I come to Thee; Jesus, I come to Thee.
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Love Unknown
04:20
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My song is love unknown; my Savior’s love to me
Love to the loveless shown,
That they might lovely be.
Oh who am I, that for my sake
My Lord should take frail flesh and die?
He came from His blessed throne,
Salvation to bestow
But men made strange, and none
The longed-for Christ would know
But oh my Friend, my Friend indeed!
Who at my need His life did spend
Here might I stay and sing?
No story so divine
Never was love, dear King,
Never was grief like Thine
Oh who am I, that for my sake
My Lord should take frail flesh and die?
But oh my Friend, my Friend indeed!
Who at my need His life did spend
This is my Friend, in whose sweet praise
I all my days will gladly spend
This is my Friend, in whose sweet praise
I all my days will gladly spend
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Absent From Flesh
04:43
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Absent from flesh, O blissful thought
What joy that moment brings
Freed from the blame my sin has brought,
From pain and death and its sting.
Absent from flesh, O glorious day!
In one triumphant stroke
My reckoning paid, my charges dropped,
And the bonds 'round my hands are broke.
I go where God and glory shine,
To one eternal day
And this failing body I now resign,
For the Christ has made a way
For the Christ has made a way
Absent from flesh! Then rise, my soul,
Where feet nor wings could climb,
Beyond the sky, where planets roll,
And beyond all keep of time.
I go where God and glory shine,
To one eternal day
And this failing body I now resign,
For the Christ has made a way
For the Christ has made a way
Absent from flesh! Then see thy God,
With eyes unveiled and free
We’ll face to face His glory laud,
And radiance ever see
I go where God and glory shine,
To one eternal day
And this failing body I now resign,
For the Christ has made a way
For the Christ has made a way
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One Day
04:10
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One day when heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as dark as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among us, my example is He
One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on the tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Buried our sins, my Redeemer is He
Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified, freely, forever
One day He’s coming, oh glorious day
One day they left Him alone in the garden
One day He rested from suffering, free
Angels came down and stood over His tomb
Hope of the hopeless, my Savior is He
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He has conquered
Now is ascended, my Lord evermore
Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified, freely, forever
One day He’s coming, oh glorious day
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glory will shine
Wonderful day, my beloved one’s bringing
Glorious Savior, this Jesus is mine
Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified, freely, forever
One day He’s coming, oh glorious day
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It is Well
04:27
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When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll,
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul.”
It is well, with my soul.
It is well, It is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet,
Though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control:
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And has shed his own blood for my soul.
It is well, with my soul.
It is well, It is well, with my soul.
My sin- O’ 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!
It is well, with my soul.
It is well, It is well, with my soul.
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.
It is well, with my soul.
It is well, It is well, with my soul.
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Psalm 130
04:48
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From depths of woe I raise to Thee
The voice of lamentation;
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me
And hear my supplication;
If Thou iniquities dost mark
Our secret sins and misdeeds dark,
O who shall stand before Thee?
To wash away the crimson stain,
Grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works, alas! are all in vain;
In much the best life faileth:
No one can glory in Thy sight,
All must alike confess Thy might,
And live alone by mercy.
Therefore my trust is in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
On Him my soul shall rest, His Word
Upholds my fainting spirit:
His promised mercy is my fort,
My comfort, and my sweet support;
I wait for it with patience.
What though I wait the livelong night,
And ‘til the dawn appeareth,
My heart still trusteth in His might;
It doubteth not nor feareth:
Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed;
And see thy God appeareth.
Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
Who has at last His Israel freed.
From all their sin and sorrow.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
Who has at last His Israel freed.
From all our sin and sorrow.
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