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Yeah, my Lord’s a desert fountain, he is running o’er with peace,
And he satisfies my thirsting, yes, he brings me to my knees.
Now at last, I’ve known refreshing; now I’ve drunk my fill of Truth.
O his love, it satisfies me, I have tasted, he is good.
I have found a wild river, and he cuts a path so deep.
Yes, he washes out my boundaries, and he uproots all my trees.
No, I cannot fight his current, he never fails and never yields
How he pushes, bends and breaks me, until all my soul is healed.
Yeah my Lord’s a steadfast mountain, he does not move and cannot fall,
In his strength I am so fragile, in his shadow I’m so small.
I have laid in cracks and caverns, touched his hands and felt his side.
All that power, rent to save me, yes, I give him all my life.
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It's God who Saves
04:36
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Like all God’s prophets, his kings and judges, were thieves and killers, adulterous liars,
That he had chosen, to show his greatness.
Just like those heroes, by grace he called me, so dead in my sin, it’s him I boast in,
I breathe but only, through faith in Jesus.
And Oh what joy and bliss, to enter Sabbath rest.
It’s God who saves, not I, it’s God who justifies.
He calls, he makes holy, it’s God who saves, not I.
It’s God who saves, not I, it’s God who is my life.
All I bring is nothing, it’s God who saves, not I.
Christ came to me who, hated God and was bent to chaos, and served destruction,
In love he died, and paid my pardon.
And then he raised me, with him in union, a wretch adopted, triune affection,
Eternal power, and love unyielding.
And Oh what joy and bliss, to enter Sabbath rest.
It’s God who saves, not I, it’s God who justifies.
He calls, he makes holy, it’s God who saves, not I.
It’s God who saves, not I, it’s God who is my life.
All I bring is nothing, it’s God who saves, not I.
If my salvation, to me was trusted, if we must hold fast, or keep love fervent,
I’m lost already, my love unsteady.
But once redemption, is won its finished, his sure deposit, his steadfast Spirit,
From grace beginning, to grace unending.
And Oh what joy and bliss, to enter Sabbath rest.
It’s God who saves, not I, it’s God who justifies.
He calls, he makes holy, it’s God who saves, not I.
It’s God who saves, not I, it’s God who is my life.
All I bring is nothing, it’s God who saves, not I.
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I am One of Those
04:34
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I am one of those, at the table not invited,
And, to all here at the feast, it’s very plain;
I cannot hide in etiquette or conversation,
But Christ himself sent word to me and so I came.
I am one of those who was dead and fully buried,
And I still bear every stigma of decay;
There is no way I can hide just what I’ve been through,
‘Cause when Jesus called, I came fresh from the grave.
Though the world may number me among the foolish,
I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,
Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.
Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me! Yes, I am one of those!
I am one of those, who was a leper and contagious,
The deformities and scars I have today;
Yet while I was vile with sickness, Jesus loved me,
And he healed, restored, and, through and through, remade.
I am one of those who was doomed to death in prison,
And I’ve done more evil things than I could say;
Jesus broke inside and there unlocked my shackles,
And, to set me free, he died and took my place.
Though the world may number me among the foolish,
I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,
Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.
Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me! Yes, I am one of those!
I am one of those, who is hard to love and ugly,
Self-righteous critical religion was my stain.
So I ran to Christ to wash and be discovered;
Jesus called me out and he covered up my shame.
Though the world may number me among the foolish,
Who think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,
Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.
Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me! Yes, I am one of those!
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In tenderness, he sought me, weary and sick with sin,
And, on his shoulders, brought me into his flock again,
While angels in his presence sang, until the courts of heaven rang.
Oh, the love that sought me! Oh, the blood that bought me!
Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
He washed the bleeding sin-wounds, and poured in oil and wine;
He whispered to assure me, “I’ve found thee, thou art mine:”
I never heard a sweeter voice, it made my aching heart rejoice.
Oh, the love that sought me! Oh, the blood that bought me!
Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
He pointed to the nail-prints, for me his blood was shed;
A mocking crown so thorny, was placed upon his head:
I wondered what he saw in me, to suffer such deep agony.
Oh, the love that sought me! Oh, the blood that bought me!
Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
I’m sitting in his presence, the sunshine of his face,
While with adoring wonder, his blessings I retrace.
It seems as if eternal days are far too short to sound his praise.
Oh, the love that sought me! Oh, the blood that bought me!
Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
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Love is a Gift
04:20
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Love is a gift, but it’s not free.
Love gives and gives until it bleeds.
Love doesn’t try to even keep it’s dignity.
Love is a gift, but it’s not free.
Love is simple, but it’s not easy.
Love is forgiveness before apology.
Love bruised and beaten moves toward its enemies.
Love is simple, but it’s not easy.
Love, I can’t get to you.
Love, you’re out of reach.
Love, If you are listening,
Love, come for me.
Love is gentle but its not weak.
Love crushed the head of Depravity.
Love marches steadfast in the flood of entropy.
Love is gentle but its not weak.
Love, I betrayed you.
Love, I’ve run away.
Love, I have been captured.
Love, come for me.
Love is a savior, Christ Jesus my King.
Love took my judgment on the tree.
Love traded splendor for my vulgarity.
Love is a savior, Jesus my King.
Love, I need you.
Love, don’t ever leave.
Love, when I wander,
Love, come for me.
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A Son of God
04:43
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I lie down and rest, cause I work no longer;
I breathe in, refreshed no more soiled in disgrace;
I look up at him, to whom I am kneeling,
And I see just delight there in my Father’s face.
I am last and low, cause I fight no longer,
To be right or good or to prove my own worth;
I’m not driven or pushed or weighed down with duty;
I am filled with release that Christ did all for me.
I’m a son of God, and love is my freedom;
I can ask anything of my Father the King.
I’m an heir, I’m adopted, and my brother is Jesus;
I’m a son of God, and my soul is at peace.
I stand up in faith, cause I fear no longer,
And I pray and wait for God to provide;
I lean all of my weight on him who is able,
And I set aside every effort of mine.
I’m a son of God, and love is my freedom;
I can ask anything of my Father the King.
I’m an heir, I’m adopted, and my brother is Jesus;
I’m a son of God, and my soul is at peace.
I know now, I’m safe, cause nothing can harm me
Or break in and take what’s stored up for me;
I need not to cling to dead helpless idols;
They no longer can hold any comfort for me.
I’m a son of God, and love is my freedom;
I can ask anything of my Father the King.
I’m an heir, I’m adopted, and my brother is Jesus;
I’m a son of God, and my soul is at peace.
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Jesus is Mine
03:10
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Fade, fade, each earthly joy: Jesus is mine!
Break every tender tie: Jesus is mine!
Dark is this wilderness,
Earth has no resting place,
Jesus alone can bless: Jesus is mine!
Tempt not my soul away: Jesus is mine!
Here would I ever stay: Jesus is mine!
Perishing things of clay,
Born for but one brief day,
Pass from my heart away: Jesus is mine!
All that my soul has tried
Left but a dismal void;
Jesus has satisfied, Jesus has satisfied, Jesus:
Jesus is mine!
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Hold Thou my Hand
04:44
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Hold thou my hand; so weak I am, and helpless,
I dare not take one step without thy aid;
Hold thou my hand; for then, O loving Savior,
No dread of ill shall make my soul afraid.
Hold thou my hand, and closer, draw me closer,
To thy dear self - my hope, my joy, my all;
Hold thou my hand, lest haply I should wander,
And, missing thee, my trembling feet should fall.
Hold thou my hand; the way is dark before me,
Without the sunlight of thy face divine;
But when by faith, I catch its radiant glory,
What heights of joy, what rapturous songs are mine!
Hold thou my hand, that when I reach the margin,
Of that lone river thou didst cross for me,
A heavenly light may flash along its waters,
And every wave like crystal bright shall be.
Hold thou my hand; so weak I am, and helpless,
I dare not take one step without thy aid;
I dare not take one step without thy aid.
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He was Wounded
04:53
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He was wounded for our transgressions,
He bore our sins in his body on the tree;
For our guilt, he gave us peace,
From our bondage gave release,
And with his stripes, and with his stripes,
And with his stripes, our souls are healed.
He was numbered among transgressors,
We did esteem him forsaken by his God;
As our sacrifice, he died,
That the law be satisfied,
And all our sin, and all our sin,
And all our sin was laid on him.
We had wandered, we all had wandered,
Far from the fold of “the Shepherd of the sheep”;
But he sought us where we were,
On the mountains bleak and bare,
And bro’t us home, and bro’t us home,
And bro’t us safely home to God.
Who can number his generation?
Who shall declare all the triumphs of his cross?
Millions, dead, now live again,
Myriads follow in his train!
Victorious Lord, victorious Lord,
Victorious Lord and coming King!
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God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines,
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break,
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
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Jesus lives and so shall I.
Death, thy sting is gone forever:
He, who deigned for me to die,
Lives, the bands of death to sever.
He shall raise me with the just;
Jesus is my Hope and Trust.
He shall raise me with the just.
Jesus lives and reigns supreme;
And, his kingdom still remaining,
I shall also be with him,
Ever living, ever reigning.
God has promised; be it must:
Jesus is my Hope and Trust.
God has promised; be it must.
The weak he raises from the dust;
Jesus is my Hope and Trust.
The weak he raises from the dust.
The weak he raises from the dust.
Jesus lives and death is now
But my entrance into glory.
Courage! then, my soul, for thou
Hast a crown of life before thee;
Thou shalt find thy hopes were just—
Jesus is the Christian’s Trust.
Thou shalt find thy hopes were just.
Thou shalt find thy hopes were just.
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The Lord is my Joy
05:32
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The Lord is my joy, the Lord is my joy,
When all that I have is lost, I find
The Lord is my joy.
The Lord is my strength, the Lord is my strength,
When I am too weak to go on, I find
The Lord is my strength.
My all in all is he, my healing King,
My Master tends to me, for him, my soul shall sing.
The Lord is my rock, the Lord is my rock,
When all I have faith in fails, I find
The Lord is my rock.
The Lord is my delight, the Lord is my delight,
Above all the joys of life, I find
The Lord is my delight.
My all in all is he, my breath, my song.
In him, I have everything; to him, my soul belongs.
I wait, and wait upon you, to come for me in rescue.
Give strength, my heart is failing, yet still, my lips will praise you.
And with his wings he covers me, he keeps his watch while I’m asleep,
I offer all my thoughts and dreams, I give my savior everything.
You who gave your only son, I dare not doubt your steadfast love.
Come, I beg you take my life, if I am yours then all is right.
My all in all is he, my dearest friend.
I put my trust in him; on him, my soul depends.
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