WHOSOEVER WILL MAY COMEÂ Â Â Â All have need of God’s salvation, If with Him they’d live forever, But a promise He has given – It is written: whosoever. CHORUS: Whosoever will may come, And who comes to Him shall never Disappointed turn away; Praise the Lord – ’tis whosoever! And this word it reaches nations; Not
He came to give us life in all its fullness, He came to make the blind to see, He came to banish death and doubt and darkness, He came to set His people free. He liberating love imparted, He taught men once again to smile; He came to bind the brokenhearted, And God and man
Let us rejoice, the fight is won! Darkness is conquered, death undone – Life triumphant! Alleluia! So age to age each nation grows More like the heart of Him who rose. Alleluia, alleluia, Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia! Joy comes again! All shall be well, Friends severed now, in Heaven shall dwell Reunited! Alleluia! The end of
Softly the shadows fall o’er land and sea; Voices of evening call, speaking to me; Busy my hands this day, Small time to think or pray; Now at the close of day I come to Thee. CHORUS: Lord, ’tis Thy tender touch now we implore; Day with its toil is done, labour is o’er; Now
Text pray to 289-768-5959 Is there a heart o’erbound by sorrow? Is there a life weighed down by care? Come to the cross, each burden bearing; All your anxiety, leave it there. CHORUS: All your anxiety, all your care, Bring to the mercy seat, leave it there; Never a burden He cannot bear, Never a
Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart! Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art; Thou my best thought in the day and the night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light. Be Thou my wisdom, be Thou my true word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou
Thou didst give Thyself to me, On the cross, where Thou didst die; I would give myself to Thee While the days are going by. Where the King, my Lord, may be, There forever would I stay; In the center of Thy will I would be, for now and aye. CHORUS: All my days and
I must have the Saviour with me, For I dare not walk alone; I must feel His presence near me And His arm around me thrown. CHORUS: Then my soul shall fear no ill; Let Him lead me where He will, I will go without a murmur, And His footsteps follow still. I must have
How far is it to Bethlehem? Not very far. Shall we find the stable room lit by a star? Can we see the little Child? Is He within? If we lift the wooden latch, may we go in? May we stroke the creatures there – Ox, ass, or sheep? May we peep like them and
What child is this who, laid to rest, On Mary’s lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ, the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary! Why lies He in such mean estate
Yet once again, by God’s abundant mercy, We join our song of thankfulness and praise; Ever the light of our Redeemer’s victory Shineth before us in the world’s dark ways. Jesus shall conquer, lift up the strain! Evil shall perish and righteousness shall reign. O for the time of Christ’s completed mission! Throbs of its
Make me a channel of Your peace; Where there is hatred, let me bring Your love; Where there is injury, Your pardon, Lord, And where there’s doubt, true faith in You. CHORUS: O Master, grant that I may never seek So much to be consoled as to console, To be understood as to understand, To
