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Come, let us sing of a wonderful love,Tender and true; Out of the heart of the Father above, Streaming to me and to you: Wonderful love Dwells in the heart of the Father above.
Jesus, the Saviour, this gospel to tell,Joyfully came; Came with the helpless and hopeless to dwell, Sharing their sorrow and shame; Seeking the lost, Saving, redeeming at measureless cost.
Jesus is seeking the wanderers yet;Why do they roam? Love only waits to forgive and forget; Home, weary wanderer, home! Wonderful love Dwells in the heart of the Father above.
Come to my heart, O thou wonderful love, Come and abide, Lifting my life, till it rises above Envy and falsehood and pride, Seeking to be Lowly and humble, a learner of thee. Robert Walmsley ( )
SING TO THE KING (O WORSHIP THE KING) O worship the King, All glorious above And gratefully sing, His wonderful love.
More Love to the Thee More love to Thee, O Christ, More love to Thee! Hear Thou the prayer I make On bended knee. This is my earnest plea: More love,
Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims, Nor think the moments long; My faith is heav'nward rising With ev'ry tuneful song; Lo! on the mount of blessing, The glorious.
Oh, Heavenly Father.
O the bitter shame and sorrow, That a time could ever be When I let the Saviour's pity Plead in vain, and proudly answered: All of self, and none of thee!
Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising,
Living He Loved Me.
I’m singing for my LORD I’m singing for my Lord Everywhere I go Singing of His wondrous love That the world may know How He saved a wretch like me By His.
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart,
1 - Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing Words and music by John Wyeth and Robert Robinson Come, Thou Fount of every blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace.
Heaven Came Down.
Thy Word. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet And a light unto my path Thy word is a lamp unto my feet And a light unto my path Thy word is a lamp unto my.
God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her.
L ORD, I lift my soul to thee, O my God, I trust thy might; let not foes exult o’er me, shame me not before their sight. Yea, may none be put to shame,
Come Into His Presence Come into His presence
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing Hymn by Robert Robinson Tune from Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, Part Second.
“Shall We Tell the Lost of Jesus” © Written by WDB. May be sung to the tune of “Shall We Gather At The River.” Meter: Refrain.
Beneath the Cross of Jesus Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand- The shadow of a mighty Rock Within a weary land; Beneath the cross of.
There is love that came for us Humbled to a sinner’s cross You broke my shame and sinfulness You rose again victorious Stronger.
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