Everything
With rain, with sun… with much, with less…
With joy, with pain… with life, with death…

The only things that satisfy come from You
They come from You

Everything that’s beautiful
Everything that’s wonderful
Every perfect gift comes from You

Your grace, Your heart…
Your voice, Your touch…
Your word, Your peace…
Your hope, Your love…

The only things that satisfy come from You
They come from You

A thousand words could not explain
A thousand worlds could not contain
Every perfect gift comes from You

It comes from the
Father of Lights
It comes from the
Giver of Life

It comes from the Heavens above
It’s coming straight from Your heart to the people You love.

From the Father of Lights
It comes from the
Giver of Life

It comes from the Heavens above
It’s coming straight from Your heart to the people You love.

Everything that’s beautiful
Everything that’s wonderful
Every perfect gift comes from You

You are good You are good
When there's nothing good in me
You are love You are love
On display for all to see

You are light You are light
When the darkness closes in
You are hope You are hope
You have covered all my sin

You are peace You are peace
When my fear is crippling
You are true You are true
Even in my wandering

You are joy You are joy
You're the reason that I sing
You are life You are life
In You death has lost its sting

Oh I'm running to Your arms
I'm running to Your arms
The riches of Your love will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace
Light of the world forever reign

You are more You are more
Than my words will ever say
You are Lord You are Lord
All creation will proclaim

You are here You are here
In Your presence I'm made whole
You are God You are God
Of all else I'm letting go

Oh I'm running to Your arms
I'm running to Your arms
The riches of Your love will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace
Light of the world forever reign

My heart will sing no other Name
Jesus, Jesus.

Oh I'm running to Your arms
I'm running to Your arms
The riches of Your love will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace
Light of the world forever reign

My heart will sing no other Name
Jesus, Jesus.

I Am “One of Those…”
I am one of those, at the table not invited,
And, to all here at the feast, it’s very plain;
I cannot hide in etiquette or conversation,
But Christ himself sent word to me and so I came.

I am one of those who was dead and fully buried,
And I still bear every stigma of decay;
There is no way I can cover what I’ve been through,
‘Cause when Jesus called,
I came fresh from the grave.

Though the world may number me among the foolish,
I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,
Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.
Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me!
Yes, I am one of those!

I am one of those, who was a leper and contagious,
The deformities and scars I have today;
Yet while I was vile with sickness, Jesus loved me,
And he healed, restored, and, through and through, remade.

I am one of those who was doomed to death in prison,
And I’ve done more evil things than I could say;
Jesus broke inside and there unlocked my shackles,
And, to set me free, he died and took my place.

The world may number me among the foolish,
‘cause I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,
Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.
Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me!
Yes, I am one of those!

I am one of those, who is hard to love and ugly,
Self-righteous critical religion was my stain.
So I ran Christ to wash and be discovered;
Jesus came to me and covered up my shame.

The world may number me among the foolish,
I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,
Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.
Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me!
Yes, I am one of those!

Jesus, Lord We Look to Thee
By thy reconciling love
Every stumbling block remove
Each to each unite, endear
Come and spread thy banner here

Jesus, Lord, we look to thee
Let us in thy name agree
Show thyself the Prince of Peace
Bid all quarrels forever cease

Make us of one heart and mind
Courteous, pitiful, and kind
Lowly, meek, in thought and word
Altogether like our Lord

Jesus, Lord, we look to thee
Let us in thy name agree
Show thyself the Prince of Peace
Bid all quarrels forever cease

Let us then with joy remove
To thy family up above
On the wings of angels fly
Show how true believers die

Jesus, Lord, we look to thee
Let us in thy name agree
Show thyself the Prince of Peace
Bid all quarrels forever cease

Jesus, Lord, we look to thee
Let us in thy name agree
Show thyself the Prince of Peace
Bid all quarrels forever cease

Break Our Hearts
Break our hearts, O God
Break our hearts
Break our hearts, O God
Break our hearts

For the sin in our lives
Break our hearts
For the sin in our land
Break our hearts

We cry out, we need your help
Come back to our land
We confess, we’ve lived in sin
Come show your power once again

Break our hearts, O God
Break our hearts
Break our hearts, O God
Break our hearts

For the sin in our lives
Break our hearts
For the sin in our land
Break our hearts

We cry out, we need your help
Come back to our land
We confess, we’ve lived in sin
Come show your power once again

We cry out, we need your help
Come back to our land
We confess, we’ve lived in sin
Come show your power once again

Psalm 130
From the depths of woe I raise to Thee a voice of lamentation.
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me and hear my supplication.
If Thou iniquities dost mark, our secret sins and misdeeds dark,
O who shall stand before Thee?

To wash away the crimson stain, grace, grace alone availeth.
Our works, alas, are all in vain; in much the best life faileth.
No man can glory in Thy sight, all must alike confess Thy might, and live alone by mercy.

Therefore my trust is in the Lord, and not in mine own merit.
On Him my soul shall rest;
His word upholds my fainting spirit.
His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort, and my sweet support.
I wait for Him with patience.

What though I wait the live-long night and ‘til the dawn appeareth, my heart still trusteth in His might; it doubteth not nor feareth.
Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, ye of the Spirit born indeed, and wait ‘til God appeareth.

Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth.
His helping love no limit knows; our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He, who will at last His people free from all their sin and sorrow.