All creatures of our God and King, Lift up your voice and with us sing Alleluia! Alleluia! Your burning sun with golden beam Your silver moon with softer gleam Oh, praise Him! Oh, praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Your rushing wind and breezes soft Your clouds that ride the winds aloft Oh, praise Him! Alleluia! Your rising morn in praise rejoice Your lights of evening find a voice Oh, praise Him! Oh, praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise God from whom all blessings flow Praise Him all creatures here below Praise Him above ye heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Let all things their Creator bless And worship God in humbleness Oh, praise Him! Alleluia Oh, praise the Father, praise the Son! And praise the Spirit, Three in One Oh, praise Him! Oh, praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart Nought be all else to me, save that Thou art Thou my best thought by day or by night Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light
Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true word I ever with Thee and Thou with me Lord Thou my great Father and I Thy true son Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one
Riches I need not, nor man's empty praise Thou mine inheritance now and always Thou and Thou only first in my heart High king of heaven my treasure Thou art
Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart Nought be all else to me, save that Thou art Thou my best thought by day or by night Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light
High king of heaven, my victory won May I reach heaven's joy, bright heaven sun Heart of my own heart, whatever befall Still be my vision, oh ruler of all
Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all nature O thou of God and man the Son Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor Thou, my soul's glory, joy, and crown
Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands Robed in the blooming garb of spring Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer Who makes the woeful heart to sing
Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all
Fair is the sunshine, fairer still the moonlight And all the twinkling starry host Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer Than all the angels heaven can boast
Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all
Beautiful Savior! Lord of all the nations Son of God and Son of Man Glory and honor, praise, adoration Now and forevermore be thine
Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
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.
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.
CHORUS It is well With my soul It is well it is well With my soul
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!
And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll, The trump shall re-sound and the Lord shall descend, "Even, so," it is well with my soul.
The love of God is greater far Than tongue or pen can ever tell; It goes beyond the highest star, And reaches to the lowest hell; The guilty pair, bowed down with care, God gave His Son to win; His erring child He reconciled, And pardoned from his sin.
CHORUS O love of God, how rich and pure! How measureless and strong! It shall forevermore endure The saints and angels song.
When years of time shall pass away, And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall, When men, who here refuse to pray, On rocks and hills and mountains call, Gods love so sure, shall still endure, All measureless and strong; Redeeming grace to Adams race The saints and angels song.
REPEAT CHORUS
Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade, To write the love of God above, Would drain the ocean dry. Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretched from sky to sky.
My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ the solid rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. All other ground is sinking sand
CHORUS Whoa The Solid Rock On Christ the solid rock I stand Whoa The Solid Rock All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness veils his loving face, I rest on His unchanging grace. In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. On Christ the solid rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. All other ground is sinking sand
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness.
When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh may I then in Him be found. Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne. On Christ the solid rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. All other ground is sinking sand.
There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Emmanuel's veins And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains
The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day And there may I, though vile as he Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away And there may I, though vile as he Wash all my sins away
Ever since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be till I die And shall be till I die And shall be till I die Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be till I die Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains