Category Archives: 2014

On bended knee I come With a humble heart I come. Bowing down before Your holy throne Lifting holy hands to You As I pledge my love anew. I worship You in spirit I worship You in truth Make my life a holy praise unto You.

O worship the King, all glorious above, And gratefully sing His pow’r and His love: Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.   O tell of His might, and sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space. His chariots of wrath, the deep […]

O what a wonderful, wonderful day; A day I will never forget. After I’d wandered in darkness away, Jesus my Savior I met. O what a tender compassionate friend, You met the need of my heart. Shadows dispelling, with joy that is Swelling, You made all the darkness depart   Oh, Heaven came down and […]

O, what a mighty God we serve. O, what a mighty God we serve. Angels  bow before Him, Heaven and earth adore Him. O, what a mighty God we serve.

O the love of the Lord is a marvelous blend Of the gift of His Son and the hand of a friend. (repeat)   When you really feel lonely and need a good friend There’s no one like Jesus He’s there ‘til the end But His infinite wisdom includes in His plan A brother or […]

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, Vast unmeasured, boundless free! Rolling as a mighty ocean, In its fullness over me; Underneath me, all around me, Is the current of Thy love; Leading onward, leading homeward To my glorious rest above.   O the deep, deep love of Jesus, Spread His praise from shore to […]

O the blood of the Passover Lamb Is applied to the door of my life No power of darkness Could ever withstand The force of the blood sacrifice Tho’ Satan will bring accusations We let him know right Where we stand For now there is no condemnation We’re under the blood of the Lamb.   […]

O sweet wonder, O sweet wonder Jesus the son of man How we adore You O how we love You Jesus the son of man.

Oh, sing unto the Lord a new song For He has done marvelous things! His right hand and His holy arm Have gotten Him the victory. Oh, sing unto the Lord a new song.

O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown How pale Thou art with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish Which once was bright as morn!   What thou, my Lord, has suffered Was all for sinners’ gain; Mine, mine […]