“His Praise Endureth Forever!”

Immortal, InvisibleWalter C. Smith (1867) Tune: ST. DENIO

Immortal, invisible, God only wise, In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,

Most blessed most glorious,the Ancient of Days,

Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light, Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might; Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above

Thy clouds, which are fountainsof goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small; In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;

We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree, And wither and perish—

but naught changest Thee.

Great Father of glory pure Father of light, Thine angels adore Thee all veiling their sight;

All praise we would render O help us to see 'Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee.

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O Worship the KingWords by Robert Grant and William Kethe / Music by Johann M. Haydn

O worship the King, all glorious above,

And gratefully sing His power and His love;Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space,

His chariots of wraththe deep thunderclouds form,

And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.

The earth with its store of wonders untold,Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old;Established it fast by a changeless decree,

And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.

Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;

It streams from the hills,it descends to the plain,

And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;

Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

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Here I Am to WorshipMichael W. Smith / Debbie Smith / Paul Baloche

© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Light of the world,

You stepped down into darkness.Opened my eyes let me see.

Beauty that made this heart adore youHope of a life spent with you.

So here I am to worship,Here I am to bow down,

Here I am to say that you're my God,You're altogether lovely,

Altogether worthy,Altogether wonderful to me.

King of all days,Oh so highly exalted Glorious in heaven above.

Humbly you came to the earth you created.All for love's sake became poor.

Here I am to worship,Here I am to bow down,

Here I am to say that you're my God,You're altogether lovely,

Altogether worthy,Altogether wonderful to me.

I'll never know how much it costto see my sin upon that cross.

I'll never know how much it costto see my sin upon that cross.

And I'll never know how much it costto see my sin upon that cross.

No I'll never know how much it costto see my sin upon that cross.

Here I am to worship,Here I am to bow down,

Here I am to say that you're my God.

You're altogether lovely,Altogether worthy,

Altogether wonderful to me.

So Here I am to worship,Here I am to bow down,

Here I am to say that you're my God

You're altogether lovely,Altogether worthy,

Altogether wonderful to me.

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Arise, My Soul, AriseWords by Charles Wesley (1742), Music by Louis Edson (1782)

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Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fearsThe bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears

Before the throne my surety standsBefore the throne my surety stands

My name is written on His hands

Arise, my soul, arise;shake off thy guilty fears

The bleeding sacrificein my behalf appears

Before the throne my surety standsBefore the throne my surety stands

My name is written on His hands

He ever lives above, for me to intercede;His all redeeming love,

His precious blood, to plead:

His blood atoned for all our race,His blood atoned for all our race,

And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Five bleeding wounds He bears,received on Calvary

They pour effectual prayers;they strongly plead for me

“Forgive him, oh forgive,” they cry“Forgive him, oh forgive,” they cry

“Nor let that ransomed sinner die!”

The Father hears Him pray,His dear Anointed OneHe cannot turn away

the presence of His Son

His Spirit answers to the bloodHis Spirit answers to the bloodAnd tells me I am born of God

My God is reconciled;His pardoning voice I hearHe owns me for His child;

I can no longer fear

With confidence I now draw nighWith confidence I now draw nigh

And “Father, Abba, Father” cry

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Before the Throne of God AboveWords by Charitie Lees Bancroft / Alternate Words and Music by Vikki Cook

©1997 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP).

Before the throne of God aboveI have a strong and perfect plea

A great High Priest whose name is LoveWho ever lives and pleads for me

My name is graven on His handsMy name is written on His heart

I know that while in heav’n He standsNo tongue can bid me thence departNo tongue can bid me thence depart

When Satan tempts me to despairAnd tells me of the guilt within

Upward I look and see Him thereWho made an end of all my sin

Because the sinless Savior diedMy sinful soul is counted freeFor God the Just is satisfied

To look on Him and pardon meTo look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there, the risen LambMy perfect, spotless Righteousness

The great unchangeable I AMThe King of glory and of grace

One with Himself, I cannot dieMy soul is purchased by His bloodMy life is hid with Christ on high

With Christ my Savior and my GodWith Christ my Savior and my God

©1997 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP).Used by Permission CCLI # 1049069