All That Thrills My Soul is Jesus
Who can cheer the heart like Jesus,
By His presence all divine?
True and tender, pure and precious,
Begone Unbelief
Begone, unbelief,
My Savior is near,
And for my relief
A Mighty Fortress is Our God
A mighty fortress is our God
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood
Give to Our God Immortal Praise
Give to our God immortal praise;
Mercy and truth are all His ways:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Brethren We Have Met to Worship
Brethren we have met to worship,
And adore the Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power,
Come to Jesus (Rest in Him)
Are you weary, heavy laden?
Come and lay your burdens down.
Jesus calls you, Jesus draws you,
You Are My All In All
You are my Strength
When I am weak.
You are the Treasure
Christ Receiveth Sinful Men
Sinners Jesus will receive;
Sound this word of grace to all
Who the heav'nly pathway leave,
Count your blessings
When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
One Day at a Time
I'm only human I'm just a woman (man)
Help me believe in what I could be
And all that I am,
And Can it Be?
And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain
Christ Whose Glory Fills the Skies
Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Facing a Task Unfinished
Facing a task unfinished
That drives us to our knees
A need that, undiminished
Revive us again
We praise Thee, O God!
For the Son of Thy love,
For Jesus Who died,
Glory to thee my God this night - tallis canon
Glory to thee, my God, this night
for all the blessings of the light;
keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Because He Lives
God sent His son,
They called Him, Jesus;
He came to love,
From Every Stormy Wind that Blows
From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;
