A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing:
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and pow’r are great,
And armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not His equal.
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 Sabbaoth, His name,
From age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
Should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph thro’ 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.
No thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Thro’ Him who with us sideth:
Let good and kindred go,
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill:
God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.
Sweetly singing o’er the plains:
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heav’nly song?
Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.
Whom the choirs of angels praise;
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise.
O Lord, forgive me;
And I have believed in a lie
That You were unable to help me.
Heal my heart and show Yourself strong;
And in my eyes and with my song
O Lord, be magnified
O Lord, be magnified.
You are highly exalted;
And there is nothing You can't do
O Lord, my eyes are on You.
Be magnified,
O Lord be magnified.
O Lord, forgive me;
And I have responded to them
Instead of Your light and Your mercy.
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God;
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.
Praising my Saviour all the day long.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Saviour all the day long.
Visions of rapture burst on my sight;
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
I in my Saviour am happy and blessed;
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
Running away when I'd hear you call
But Father, You worked Your will
I had no righteousness of my own
I had no right to draw near Your throne
But Father, You loved me still
You predestined to adopt me as Your own
You have raised me up so high above my station
I'm a child of God by grace, and grace alone
You know the great and terrible cost
But Jesus Your face was set
But nothing I did could ever atone
But Jesus, You paid my debt
Lord You died that I might reap what You have sown
And You rose that I might be a new creation
I am born again by grace and grace alone
I never knew the day from the night
But Spirit You made me see
Head full of rocks a heart made of stone
But Spirit, You moved in me
On my darkened heart the light of Christ has shone
Called into a kingdom that cannot be shaken
Heaven's citizen by grace and grace alone
I will run the race by grace and grace alone
I will slay my sin by grace and grace alone
I will reach the end by grace and grace alone