Christ delivered us when bound,
And, when wounded, healed our wound,
Sought us wandering, set us right,
Turned our darkness into light.

Can a mother’s tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful prove,
He will never cease to love.

His is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper then the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.

We shall see His glory soon,
When the work of grace is done,
Partners of His throne above;
Such to us His wondrous love!

This alone is our complaint,
That our love is weak and faint;
Yet we love Him, and adore,
O for grace to love Him more!

O what blessings flow from grace,
Treasured up in Christ the Head!
He who perfected life’s race
Bore sin’s burden in our stead.

Christ our ransom doth appear
In the glorious courts above:
Righteousness divine we wear,
Loved with everlasting love.

Glory unto Jesus be!
From the curse who set us free;
All our guilt on Him was laid,
He the ransom fully paid.

All that blessed work if done,
God’s well-pleased with His Son;
He has raised Him from the dead,
Set Him over all as Head.

This we know, and cease to mourn,
Patient wait His sure return:
For His saints with Him shall reign–
"Come, Lord Jesus, come! Amen!"

Jesus, spotless Lamb of God,
Thou hast bought us with Thy blood;
We are Thine, and Thine alone;
This we gladly, fully own.

Help us to confess Thy name,
Bear with joy Thy cross and shame;
Only seek to follow Thee,
Though reproach our portion be.

When we are to glory come,
And have reached our heavenly home,
Louder then each lip shall own,
We are Thine, and Thine alone.

Praise we to the Father give,
God in whom we move and live;
Children’s praise He loves to hear,
Children’s songs delight His ear.

Praise we to the Firstborn bring,
Christ the Prophet, Priest, and King;
Glad we raise our sweetest strain
To the Lamb that once was slain!

Praises for the Holy Ghost
Sent from heaven at Pentecost!
‘Tis through Him alone we live,
And the precious truth receive.

Blest our portion thus to be
Glorying in the Trinity;
For the gospel from above,
For the word that "God is love."

King of glory, set on high,
Girt with strength and majesty,
We Thy holy name confess;
Thee with adoration bless.

Jesus, mighty Son of God!
Wondrous gift on man bestowed;
Many crowns are on Thy head,
Glorious Firstborn from the dead.

Gladly, Lord, we bow the knee,
By the Father’s just decree,
To His own anointed One;
To His well-beloved Son.

Lord accept our feeble song!
Power and praise to Thee belong;
We would all Thy grace record,
Holy, holy, holy, Lord!

Rich in glory, Thou didst stoop,
Thence is all Thy people’s hope;
Thou wast poor, that we might be
Rich in glory, Lord, with Thee.

When we think of love like this,
Joy and shame our hearts possess;
Joy, that Thou couldst pity thus;
Shame, for such returns from us.

Yet we hope the day to see
When, from every hindrance free,
When to Thee, in glory, brought,
We shall serve Thee as we ought.

Everlasting glory be,
God and Father, unto Thee!
‘Tis with joy Thy children raise
Hearts and voice in Thy praise.

Thou the light that showed our sin,
Showed how guilty we had been:
Thine the love that us to save
Thine own Son for sinners gave.

Called to share the rest of God
In the Father’s blest abode,
God of love, and God of light,
In Thy praises we unite.

Gladly we Thy grace proclaim,
Knowing now the Father’s name:
God and Father, unto Thee
Everlasting glory be!

Rock of Ages! cleft for sin,
Grace hath hid us safe within!
Where the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side hath flowed,
Are of sin the double cure;
Cleansing from its guilt and power.

Not the labor of our hands
Could fulfil the laws demands;
Could our zeal no respite know,
Could our tears for ever flow,
Naught for sin could e’er atone
But Thy blood and Thine alone!

Found by Thee before we sought,
Unto Thee in mercy brought;
We have Thee for righteousness,
From Thy fulness grace on grace:
Thou hast washed us in Thy blood,
Made us live and live to God.

While we draw this fleeting breath,
If our eyes are closed in death,
When we soar to worlds unknown,
Sit with Thee upon Thy throne:
Thou our joy shalt be in heaven,
Who for us Thyself hast given.

Christ the Lord will come again,
None shall wait for Him in vain;
We shall then His glory see;
His who died to set us free.

Then, when the archangel’s voice
Calls the sleeping saints to rise,
Rising millions shall proclaim
Blessings on the Savior’s name.

"This is our redeeming God!"
Ransomed hosts will shout aloud:
"Praise, eternal praise be given
To the Lord of earth and heaven!"

Poor and feeble though we be,
Savior, we belong to Thee!
Thine we are, Thou Son of God,
Thine, the purchase of Thy blood.

Boundless wisdom, power divine,
Love unspeakable, are Thine;
Praise by all to Thee be given,
Son of God, and Heir of heaven!

Rest my soul, the work is done,
Done by God’s almighty Son;
This to faith is now so clear,
There’s no place for torturing fear.

Not through works of weary toil,
Comes the sunshine of God’s smile;
Won by Christ, if found in Him,
Brightly falls the glorious beam.

With belief in Jesus blest,
We are entering into rest;
He who full salvation brought,
In us al our works hath wrought.

Come, my soul, take up the cross,
Count the gain, despise the loss;
Labor for and with the Lord
Brings exceeding great reward.

Free from every fear of wrath,
Choose the laborer’s happy path,
Tread the way which Christ hath trod,
Till the sabbath of thy God.

God in mercy sent His Son
To a world by sin undone;
Jesus Christ was crucified–
‘Twas for sinners Jesus died.
O the glory of the grace,
Shining in the Savior’s face,
Telling sinner’s from above,
"God is light," and "God is love."

Sin and death no more shall reign,
Jesus died and lives again!
In the glory’s highest height–
See Him God’s supreme delight.
O the glory etc…

All who in His name believe,
Everlasting life receive;
Lord of all is Jesus now,
Every knee to Him must bow.
O the glory of the grace,
Shining in the Savior’s face,
Telling sinner’s from above,
"God is light," and "God is love."

Christ the Lord will come again,
He who suffered once will reign,
Every tongue at last will own,
"Worthy is the Lamb" alone
O the glory etc…

Oh, my Savior crucified,
Near Thy cross would I abide,
Gazing with adoring eye
On Thy dying agony.

God is love I surely know,
In the Savior’s depth of woe;
In the Sinless, in God’s sight,
Sin is justly brought to light.

In His spotless soul’s distress,
I have learnt my guiltiness;
Oh, how vile my low estate,
Since my ransom was so great.

Rent the veil that closed the way
To my home of heavenly day,
In the flesh of Christ the Lord,
Ever be His name adored.

Yet in sight of Calvary,
Contrite should my spirit be,
Rest and holiness there find,
Fashioned like my Savior’s mind.