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With heart and voice in thee rejoice,
The God of our salvation. 2/4 Verse 4
Then let us adore and give Him His right;
Verse 3 All glory and power all wisdom and might.
Thine arm hath safely brought us All honor and blessing with angels above, And
A way no more expected, thanks never ceasing and infinite love. Amen.
Than when Thy sheep HOME
Passed through the deep, 249 Fashion me a people
By crystal walls protected. Verse 1
Fashion me a people
Thy glory was our rearward, A people set apart;
Thine hand our lives did cover, That I may be your God,
And we, ev'n we, have passed the sea, And you will give me your heart. 1/4
And marched triumphant over. 3/4
Verse 2
Verse 4 Come together in community
The world and Satan's malice A sign of my love here on earth.
Thou, Jesus, hast confounded; To share the life of Nazareth,
And, by Thy grace, And incarnate the myst'ry of my birth. 2/4
With songs of praise
Our happy souls resounded. Verse 3
Be a fam'ly, humble and forgiving,
Accepting our deliverance, Who listen to my voice,
We triumph in Thy favour, Who call upon my mercy,
And for the love And at my coming will rejoice. 3/4
Which now we prove
Shall praise Thy name for ever. 4/4 Verse 4
HOME Fashion me a people
248 Ye Servants Of God A people set apart;
Verse 1 That I may be your God,
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, And you will give me your heart. 4/4
And publish abroad His wonderful name; HOME
The name all victorious, of Jesus extol, 250 Nearer, my God, to Thee
His kingdom is glorious, He rules over all. Verse 1
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Verse 2 Nearer to Thee,
God ruleth on high, almighty to save, E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me,
And still He is nigh, His presence we have; The Still all my song shall be,
great congregation His triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Verse 3 Nearer to Thee! 1/5
Salvation to God who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud and honor the Son; The praises Verse 2
of Jesus the angels proclaim; Though, like the wanderer,
Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. The sun gone down,
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