Presentation on theme: "Here is our King From wherever spring arrives to heal the ground From wherever searching comes the look itself A trace of what we're looking for So be."— Presentation transcript:
Here is our King From wherever spring arrives to heal the ground From wherever searching comes the look itself A trace of what we're looking for So be quiet now and wait
The ocean is growing. The tide is coming in here it is.
Here is Our King Here is Our Love Here is Our God who's come To bring us back to Him He is the One, He is Jesus.
And what was said to the rose to make it unfold. Was said to me here in my chest so be quiet now and rest.
Sing to the King Sing to the King Who is coming to reign Glory to Jesus, the Lamb that was slain Life and salvation His empire shall bring And joy to the nations when Jesus is King
Come, let us sing a song A song declaring that we belong to Jesus He is all we need Lift up a heart of praise Sing now with voices raised to Jesus Sing to the King
For His returning we watch and we pray We will be ready the dawn of that day We'll join in singing with all the redeemed 'Cause Satan is vanquished and Jesus is King
Here I am to Worship Light of the world You stepped down into darkness Opened my eyes let me see Beauty that made this heart adore You Hope of a life spent with You
Here I am to worship Here I am to bow down Here I am to say that You're my God You're altogether lovely Altogether worthy Altogether wonderful to me
King of all days Oh so highly exalted Glorious in Heaven above Humbly You came to the earth You created All for love's sake became poor
I'll never know how much it cost To see my sin upon that cross
How Deep the Father’s Love How deep the Father's love for us, How vast beyond all measure That He should give His only Son To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss, The Father turns His face away As wounds which mar the chosen One, Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross, My sin upon His shoulders Ashamed I hear my mocing voice, Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that left Him there Until it was accomplished His dying breath has brought me life I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything No gifts, no power, no wisdom But I will boast in Jesus Christ His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward? I cannot give an answer But this I know with all my heart His wounds have paid my ransom
Amazing Love I'm forgiven, because You were forsaken I'm accepted, You were condemned I'm alive and well, Your Spirit is within me Because you died and rose again
Amazing love, how can it be That You my king would die for me? Amazing love, I know it's true And It's my joy to honor You In all I do, I honor You
You are my king, You are my king Jesus, You are my king, Jesus, You are my king
The Wonderful Cross When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down: Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Oh the wonderful cross, oh the wonderful cross Bids me come and die and find that I may truly live Oh the wonderful cross, oh the wonderful cross All who gather here by grace draw near And bless Your name
Were the whole realm of Nature mine, That were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all!
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Jesus Paid It All I hear the Savior say, "Thy strength indeed is small; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in Me thine all in all.”
Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.
Lord, now indeed I find Thy pow'r, and Thine alone, Can change the leper's spots And melt the heart of stone.
And when before the throne I stand in Him complete, I'll lay my trophies down, All down at Jesus' feet.
Oh praise the One, who paid my debt And raised this life, up from the dead (repeat)