Rejoice in Christ Music

Glory! Glory! Glory to God in the highest, Glory!
Bless us O Lord and may we find favor with You, Glory!
Lord to You may we always be faithful, Glory!
May the truth in its beauty grow and bring You praise
Let us sing with joy to God the Endless of Days!
Glory!

Peace on earth and goodwill be ever among us
May we see His grace here:
from the lakes and from the byways;
from the meadows richly verdant
from the fields and from the highways;
hear our voices proclaiming Your Glory!

Always You have led us through the darkness of night,
till the dawn comes through;
Glory to our God! Sing to Him!
Glory to our Savior, Friend, Savior, King!
Hear our cry unto You, Glory!

God will always ever be true to His children.
Here in this world below, He has shown us mercy,
loving tenderness, salvation. Glory!

For the beauty of the earth,
for the beauty of the skies,
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies;

Refrain: Lord of all, to Thee we raise
this our joyful hymn of praise.

For the beauty of each hour
of the day and of the night,
hill and vale and tree and flower,
sun and moon and stars of light;

For the joy of human love,
brother, sister, parent, child,
friends on earth and friends above,
for all gentle thoughts and mild;

For each perfect gift of Thine
to our race so freely given,
graces human and divine,
flowers of earth and buds of heaven;

Chorus: Raise your voices, raise your voices!
Praise to Him, the Living Word!
To the heavens high ascending,
raise your voices to the Lord!

Though the night be dark and fearful,
though we face the dimming day;
though the heart be sad and tearful,
trust in Him, He will light the way.

Through the mists in this vale of sorrow,
through the glass we but darkly see;
we will rise again tomorrow,
then our eyes will lifted be.

Long the road that has no ending,
far the path that has no turn;
and the heart is ever yearning
for our Christ, our Savior Lord.

See the host of angels singing,
when they hear that trumpet sound;
when the piper’s call is ringing,
then shall my soul be ever homeward bound.

Mountains tall and seas will thunder,
one unceasing chorus ring;
heaven and earth will sleep no longer,
then all the universe as one will sing.

Worthy the Lamb.
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim,
and publish abroad His wonderful name;
the name all-victorious of Jesus extol;
His Kingdom is glorious and rules over all.
Worthy the Lamb,

“Salvation to God Who sits on the throne!”
Let all cry aloud and honor the Son;
the praises of Jesus the angels proclaim,
fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb.
Worthy the Lamb.

God rules in the height, almighty to save;
though hid from our sight, His presence we have,
the great congregation His triumph shall sing,
ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.
“Worthy the Lamb.”

Then let us adore and give Him His right,
all glory and power, all wisdom and might;
all honor and blessing with angels above,
and thanks never ceasing and infinite love.
Worthy the Lamb.

O God beyond all praising, we worship You today
and sing the love amazing that songs cannot repay;
for we can only wonder at every gift You send,
at blessings without number and mercies without end:
we lift our hearts before You and wait upon Your Word,
we honor and adore You, our great and Mighty Lord.

For we can only wonder at every gift You send,
at blessings without number and mercies without end:
for Christ, Your gift from heaven, from death has set us free,
and we through Him are given the final victory.

Then hear, O gracious Savior, accept our love we bring,
that we who know Your favor may serve You as our King;
and whether our tomorrows be filled with good or ill,
we’ll triumph through our sorrows and rise to bless You still:
to marvel at Your beauty and glory in Your Ways,
and make a joyful duty our song of praise; our sacrifice of praise.

When I am down and oh, my soul’s so weary,
when troubles come and my heart burdened be.
Then I am still and wait here in the silence
until You come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up so I can stand on mountains,
You raise me up to walk on stormy seas.
I am strong when I am on Your shoulders,
You raise me up to more than I can be.

There is no life, no life without its hunger.
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly.
But when You come and I am filled with wonder,
sometimes I think I glimpse eternity.

My heart can sing when I pause to remember,
a heartache here is but a stepping stone
Along a trail that's winding always upward,
this troubled world is not my final home.

Chorus: But until then my heart will go on singing,
until then with joy I'll carry on,
until the day my eyes behold the city,
until the day God calls me home.

The things of earth will dim and lose their value,
if we recall they're borrowed for a while;
and things of earth that cause the heart to tremble,
remembered there will only bring a smile.

This weary world with all its toil and struggle
may take its toll of misery and strife;
The soul of man is like a waiting falcon;
when Jesus comes, it's destined for the skies.

A mighty fortress is our God,
a bulwark never failing;
our helper He, amid the flood
of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe
now seeks to work us woe;
his wrath and power are great,
and armed with cruel hate,
on earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide,
our striving would be losing,
were not the right Man on our side,
the Man of God’s own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth, His name,
from age to age the same,
and He must win the battle.

And though this world, with devils filled,
should threaten to undo us,
we will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us.
The Prince of Darkness grim,
we tremble not for him;
his rage we can endure,
for lo, his doom is sure;
one little word shall fell him.

That Word above all earthly powers,
no thanks to them, abideth;
the Spirit and the gifts are ours,
through Him Who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go,
this mortal life also;
The body they may kill;
God’s truth abideth still;
His kingdom is forever!

Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah, guide us to the promised land.
We are weak, but Thou art able; hold us with Thy powerful hand.
Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit, feed us till the Savior comes,

Open, Jesus, Zion’s fountains; let her richest blessings come.
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar, guide us to this holy home.
Great Redeemer, great Redeemer, bring, oh bring the welcome day!

When the earth begins to tremble, bid our fearful thoughts be still;
When Thy judgments spread destruction, keep us safe on Zion’s hill,
Singing praises, singing praises, songs of glory unto Thee.