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Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night
Walking or sleeping, Thy presence my light
Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true word
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son
Thou in my dwelling, and I with Thee one
High King of Heaven, my victory won
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's sun
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, O ruler of all
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart
High King of Heaven, my treasure Thou art
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Thomas O. Chisholm, William M. Runyan
Arrangement By Todd Smith And Allan Hall
Great is Thy faithfulness
O God, my Father
There is no shadow of turning with Thee
Thou changest not
Thy compassions they fail not
As Thou hast been,
Thou forever wilt be.
Chorus:
Great is Thy faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning,
New mercies I see
All I have needed
Thy hand has provided
Great is Thy faithfulness
Lord unto me
Summer and winter, springtime and harvest
Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
(Repeat chorus)
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Fanny J. Crosby, William H. Doane / H.G. Spafford, P.P. Bliss
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Todd Smith, Allan Hall
In English:
Pass me not, o gentle Savior
Hear my humble cry.
While on others thou art calling
Do not pass me by.
Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry
While on others thou art calling do not pass me by.
In Kituba:
Bika mono ve, mvulusi
mono ku lomba
bu nge vuluswa ba nkaka
bika mono ve
Yesu, yesu
mono ku lomba
bu nge vuluswa ba nkaka
bika mono ve
It Is Well With My Soul
Words and Music by Horatio Spafford
When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, It is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul
It is well, It is well with my soul.
My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought
My sin, not in part, but the whole
Has been nailed to the cross
So I bear it no more
Praise The Lord, praise The Lord, oh my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound and The Lord shall descend
Even so, it is well with my soul.
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(William Cowper, Lowell Mason)
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Todd Smith, Allan Hall
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day
And there may I, though vile as he
Wash all my sins away
Away
Away
Wash all my sins away
E'er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die
And shall be till I die
And shall be till I die
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die
Wash all my sins away
Wash all my sins away
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die
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Amazing grace how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind but now I see
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun
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O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds thy hands hath made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Kituba Dialect
O Mfumu Nzambi bu mono yindula
Bima yonso ya Nge me salaka
Ba mbwetete ntangu ti ngonda songa
Ngolo ya Nge mu nsi ya mvimba
Buna mono zitisa Nge Nzambi
Nge ikele nene mingi
Buna mono zitisa Nge Nzambi
Nge ikele nene mingi
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
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Mrs. C.D. Martin, Charles H. Gabriel
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Todd Smith
And Allan Hall
Why do I feel discourged
Why do the shadows come
And why does my heart feel lonely
And long for heaven and home
When Jesus is my portion
A constant friend is He
His eye is on the sparrow
And i know He watches me
Chorus:
So I sing because I’m happy
And I sing because I’m free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me
So I sing because I’m happy
And I sing because I’m free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He wathces
And I know He watches
And I know He watches me
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Katharina Von Schlegel, Jean Sibelius
(Tr. By Jane L. Borthwick) / Joseph Scriven,
Charles C. Converse
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Allan Hall
Be still my soul
The Lord is on your side
Bear patiently
The cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God
To order and provide
In every change
He faithful will remain.
Be still my soul
Thy best, thy heavenly friend
Through stormy ways
Leads to a joyful end.
Be still my soul
The waves and winds still know
Still know
His voice who ruled them
While he dwelt below.
Oh what peace we often forfeit
Oh what needless pain we bear
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer.
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Mpasi, ntantu ta kwisa
Beto bakisa yau ve
Nki nzila Yesu baka kwa zulu
Kansi Yandi twadisa
Beto ku landa Yandi
Beto bakisa yau mbote by and by
By and by, bu nsuka ta kwisa
Bana ya Nzambi ta kwenda na zulu
Beto yimbila kilumbu beto ndandu
Beto bakisa yau mbote by and by
Awa mpukumunu
Santana seka Nzambi
Beto kele ntantu sambu masumu
Beto yituka nki na yonso kele kwisa
Beto bakisa yau mbote by and by
CHORUS
Bima mingi kele ve
Bu muyoyo ya beto
Kansi beto kwikila Tata Nzambi
Bonso ndinga ya Yandi
Beto ata luvundu
Beto bakisa yau mbote by and by
CHORUS
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Issac Watts
Arrangement By David Maddux
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride
See from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a present far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
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When I think I'm going under, part the waters, Lord
When I feel the waves around me, calm the sea
When I cry for help, oh, hear me
Lord and hold out Your hand
Touch my life
Still the raging storm in me
I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford
REFRAIN
I need Thee, O I need Thee
Every hour I need Thee
O bless me now, my Savior
I come to Thee
I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain
Come quickly and abide, or life is vain
REFRAIN
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Thomas A. Dorsey / J.R. Baxter Jr.
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Todd Smith, Allan Hall
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, help me stand
I am tired
I am weak
I am worn
Through the storm,
Through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, precious lord
Lead me home
When my way grows drear’
Precious Lord, linger near
When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand, lest i fall
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home
Just A Closer Walk With Thee
Chorus:
just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it, Jesus is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord
Let it be
I am weak, but Thou art strong
Jesus, keep me from all wrong
I’ll be satisfied as long
As i walk
Let me walk close to Thee
(Repeat chorus)
When my feeble life is o’er
Time for me will be no more
Guide me gently, safely o’er
To Thy kingdom shore,
To Thy shore
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Would you be free from your burden of sin?
There's power in the blood, power in the blood
Would you o'er evil the victory win?
There's wonderful power in the blood
Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow?
There's power in the blood, power in the blood
Sin stains are lost in its life-giving flow
There's wonderful power in the blood
There is power, power, wonder-working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder-working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
Would you do service for Jesus your King?
There's power in the blood, power in the blood
Would you live daily His praises to sing?
There's wonderful power in the blood
There is power, power, wonder-working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder-working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
Lord, how we need Your power
Every day and every hour
Lord, how we need Your power
Every day and every hour
Lord how we need Your
Power, power, wonder-working power
In the blood of the Lamb
Power, power, wonder-working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
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O sacred Head now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down
Now scornfully surrounded with thorns
Thine only crown
How pale Thou art with anguish,
with sore abuse and scorn
How does that visage languish
which once was bright as morn
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners' gain
Mine, mine was the transgression,
but Thine the deadly pain
Lo, here I fall, my Savior,
'tis I deserve Thy place
Look on me with thy favor,
vouchsafe me to thy grace
What language shall I borrow
to thank Thee, dearest friend
For this Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever
and should I fainting be
Lord let me never,
never outlive my love to Thee
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Oh Lord I come with heart here open,
For in my hour of darkness I'm in need.
Seeking the joy of love unspoken
Oh Lord be Thou near to me.
And the holy voices "Hallelu!"
Ever will Thy reign be.
As I wander through this life,
Oh Lord, be Thou near to me.
Though In this burden of my making
Yet in the shadows still a light I see
Maker whose love is not forsaking
Oh lord be thou near to me
And the holy voices “Halleluja!”
Ever will Thy reign be.
As I wander through this life,
Oh Lord, be Thou near to me.
And the holy voices "Hallelu!"
Ever will Thy reign be.
As I wander through this life,
Oh Lord, be Thou near to me.
Oh Lord
Be thou near
To me.
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