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When At Thy Footstool
04:03
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Words: Henry Lyte. Music: Stephen Gordon.
When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend
And plead with Thee for mercy there
Think of the sinner's dying Friend
And for His sake receive my prayer
Oh, think not of my shame and guilt
My thousand stains of deepest dye
Think of the blood which Jesus spilt
And let that blood my pardon buy
But Lord, I am still Thine own
The trembling creature of Thy hand
Think how my heart to sin is prone
And what temptations round me stand
Oh, think upon Thy holy Word
And every plighted promise there
How prayer should evermore be heard
And how Thy glory is to spare
Oh, think not of my doubts and fears
My strivings with Thy grace divine
Think upon Jesus' woes and tears
And let His merits stand for mine
Thine eyes and ears, they are not dull
Thine arm can never shortened be
Behold me here; my heart is full
Behold, and spare, and comfort me
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Words: John Newton. Music: Stephen Gordon.
Let us love and sing and wonder
Let us praise the Savior’s name
He has hushed the law’s loud thunder
He has quenched Mount Sinai’s flame
He has washed us with His blood
He has brought us nigh to God
Let us love the Lord Who bought us
Pitied us when enemies
Called us by His grace and taught us
Gave us ears and gave us eyes
He has washed us with His blood
He presents our souls to God
Let us wonder grace and justice
Join and point to mercy’s store
When through grace in Christ our trust is
Justice smiles and asks no more
He Who washed us with
Has secured our way to
Let us praise and join the chorus
Of the saints enthroned on high
Here they trusted Him before us
Now their praises fill the sky
Thou hast washed us in Thy blood
Thou art worthy Lamb of God
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Spiritus Sanctus
04:04
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Words taken from The Valley of Vision, by Arthur G. Bennet.
Altered by Stephen Gordon. Music: Stephen Gordon.
Come as love, come as love
That we may adore the Father
Come as power, come as power
Every rebel lust expel
Come as light, come as light
And illuminate Thy scripture
Come as help, come as help
With strength to bless, every step
We bewail our cold poverty of soul
Give us Thyself without measure
Magnify to us the riches of thy love
Bind us in chords none can sever
Give us Thyself without measure
Come as sanctifier
Of body, soul, and spirit
Come as joy, come as joy
To dwell in us, animate us
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Turn Then, My Soul
03:12
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Words: Augustus Toplady. Altered by Stephen Gordon. Music: Stephen Gordon.
From whence this fear, and unbelief?
Hast Thou, my Father, not put to grief
Thy spotless Son for me?
And will the righteouss judge of men
Condemn me for that debt of sin
Which, Lord, was charged on Thee?
Complete atonement Thou hast made
And to the very last penny has paid
What'er Thy people owed
How then can wrath on me take place
If sheltered in Thy righteousness
And sprinkled with Thy blood?
Turn then, my soul, unto thy rest
The merits of thy Great High Priest
Speak peace
If Thou hast my freedom secured
And freely in my place endured
The whole of wrath divine
Payment God cannot twice demand
First, at my bleeding Surety's hand
And then again at mine
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Words and Music: Martin Luther.
A mighty fortress is our God
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 power are great
And armed with cruel hate
On earth is not his equal
Did we in our own strength confide
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
And though this world, with devils filled
Should threaten to undo us
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through 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
That word above all earthly powers
No thanks to them, abideth
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through Him Who with us sideth
Let goods and kindred go
This mortal life also
The body they may kill
God’s truth abideth still
His kingdom is forever
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Words: Isaac Watts. Music. Caroline Royal.
Come, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues
But all their joys are one
"Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry
"To be exalted thus!"
"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply
"For He was slain for us."
Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, forever Thine
Be, Lord, forever Thine
Let all thatdwell above the sky
And air, and earth, and seas
Conspire to lift Thy glories high
And speak Thine endless praise
Let all creation join in one
To bless the sacred name
Of Him who sits upon the throne
And to adore the Lamb
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The Solid Rock
02:46
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Words: Edward Mote. Music: William Bradbury, altered by Stephen Gordon.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name
CHORUS
On Christ, the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
When darkness veils His lovely face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
His oath, His covenant, His blood
Support me in the whelming flood
When all around my soul gives way
He then is all my hope and stay
When He shall come with trumpet sound
Oh may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone
Faultless to stand before His throne
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