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Sunday Worship Lyrics


Come, Ye Sinners 

Matthew 11:28-29 “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” 


Come, ye sinners, poor and needy

Weak and wounded, sick and sore 

Jesus ready stands to save you

Full of pity, love, and power 


Come, ye thirsty, come and welcome

God’s free bounty glorify 

True belief and true repentance

Every grace that brings you nigh


Come, ye weary, heavy laden

Lost and ruined by the fall

If you tarry till your’e better

You will never come at all 


I will arise and go to Jesus 

He will embrace me in his arms

In the arms of my dear Savior

Oh, there are ten thousand charms 


Passion Hymn

Hebrews 2:9 “But we seem him who for a little while was made lower than the angels, namely Jesus, crowned with glory and honor because of the suffering of death, so that by the grace of God he might taste death for everyone.” 


Christ, the suffering Son

Mercy’s hour has come

Bowing to the Father’s will

He drank the bitter cup, he drank the bitter cup 


Sorrowful, he prayed

Son of God betrayed 

Jesus soon alone would bear

The wrath of God displayed, the wrath of God displayed 


See the Savior lifted high; he suffered in our place 

See him raised and glorified; how great is Jesus’ name 


Mockers bowing down

Thorns his only crown

Scorned and bruised, he bore our sin 

For us his life poured out, for us his life poured out 


Hung upon a cross

Crucified for us

It is finished, all is done

The power of hell is crushed; the power of hell is crushed 


His Mercy is More

Micah 7:18-19 “Who is a god like you, pardoning inquiry and passing over transgression for the remnant of his inheritance? He will again have compassion on us; he will tread our iniquities underfoot. You will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.” 


What love could remember no wrongs we have done 

Omniscient, all-knowing, he counts not their sum

Thrown into a sea without bottom or shore

Our sins, they are many, his mercy is more 


Praise the Lord, his mercy is more

Stronger than darkness, new every morn

Our sins, they are many, his mercy is more 


What patience would wait as we constantly roam

What Father, so tender, is calling us home

He welcomes the weakest, the vilest, the poor

Our sins, they are many, his mercy is more 


What riches of kindness he lavished on us

His blood was the payment, his life was the cost 

We stood ‘neath a debt we could never afford

Our sins, they are many, his mercy is more 


Yet Not I But Through Christ in Me 

Galatians 2:20 “I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” 


What gift of grace is Jesus, my Redeemer 

There is no more for heaven now to give

He is my joy, my righteousness, and freedom

My steadfast love, my deep and boundless peace

To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus 

For my life is wholly bound to his

Oh how strange and divine, I can sing; all is mine

Yet not I, but though Christ in me 


The night is dark, but I am not forsaken

For by my side the Savior, he will stay

I labor on in weakness and rejoicing

For in my need his power is displayed 

To this I hold, my Shepherd will defend me 

Through the deepest valley he will lead 

Oh the night has been won, and I shall overcome

Yet not I, but through Christ in me


No fate I dread, I know I am forgiven 

The future sure; the price, it has been paid 

For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon

And he was raised to overthrow the grave 

To this I hold, my sin has been defeated 

Jesus now and ever is my plea

Oh the chains are released, I can sing, I am free

Yet not I, but through Christ in me 


With every breath I long to follow Jesus

For he has said that he will bring me home

And day by day, I know he will renew me

Until I stand with joy before the throne 

To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus 

All the glory evermore to him

When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat

Yet not I, but through Christ in me


Christ Our Hope in Life and Death

1 Peter 2:6 “For it stands in Scripture” ‘Behold, I am laying in Zion a stone, a cornerstone chosen and precious, and whoever believes in him will not be put to shame.”


What is our hope in life and death? Christ alone, Christ alone

What is our only confidence? That our souls to him belong 

Who holds our days within his hand? What comes apart from his command

And what will keep us to the end? The love of Christ in which we stand 


Oh sing, hallelujah! Our hope springs eternal 

Oh sing, hallelujah! Now and ever we confess 

Christ our hope in life and death 


What truth can calm the troubled soul? God is good, God is good

Where is his grace and goodness known? In our great Redeemer’s blood

Who holds our faith when fears arise? Who stands above the stormy trial 

Who sends the waves that bring us nigh unto the shore, the Rock of Christ 


Unto the grave, what shall we sing? Christ, he lives; Christ, he lives 

And what reward will heaven bring? Everlasting life with him

There we will rise to meet the Lord; then sin and death will be destroyed 

And we will sing in endless joy when Christ is ours forevermore