The Church And The Government

Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing (Nettleton) Verse 1 Come Thou fount of ev'ry blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace Streams of mercy never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise Teach me some melodious sonnet Sung by flaming tongues above Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it Mount of Thy redeeming love Verse 2 Here I raise mine Ebenezer Hither by Thy help I'm come And I hope by Thy good pleasure Safely to arrive at home Jesus sought me when a stranger Wand'ring from the fold of God He to rescue me from danger Interposed His precious blood Verse 3 O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be Let Thy grace Lord like a fetter Bind my wand'ring heart to Thee Prone to wander Lord I feel it Prone to leave the God I love Here's my heart Lord take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above Verse 4 O that day when freed from sinning, I shall see Thy lovely face Clothed then in the blood washed linen how I'll sing Thy sovereign grace Come, my Lord, no longer tarry Take my ransomed soul away Send thine angels now to carry Me to realms of endless day CCLI Song # 108389 John Wyeth | Robert Robinson © Words: Public Domain Music: Public Domain For use solely with the SongSelect®. Terms of Use. All rights reserved. www.ccli.com CCLI License # 732731 How Great Thou Art Verse 1 O Lord my God When I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made I see the stars I hear the rolling thunder Thy pow'r thru'out The universe displayed Chorus 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 Verse 2 When through the woods And forest glades I wander And hear the birds Sing sweetly in the trees When I look down From lofty mountain grandeur And hear the brook And feel the gentle breeze Verse 3 And when I think That God His Son not sparing Sent Him to die I scarce can take it in That on the cross My burden gladly bearing He bled and died To take away my sin Verse 4 When Christ shall come With shout of acclamation And take me home What joy shall fill my heart Then I shall bow In humble adoration And there proclaim My God how great Thou art CCLI Song # 14181 Stuart Wesley Keene Hine © Copyright 1949 and 1953 Stuart Hine Trust CIO Stuart K. Hine Trust. For use solely with the SongSelect®. Terms of Use. All rights reserved. www.ccli.com CCLI License # 732731 There Is A Fountain Verse 1 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 Verse 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day And there may I though vile as he Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away Wash all my sins away And there may I though vile as he Wash all my sins away Verse 3 Dear dying Lamb Thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow'r Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more Be saved to sin no more Be saved to sin no more Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more Verse 4 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 CCLI Song # 27707 Edwin Othello Excell | Lowell Mason | William Cowper © Words: Public Domain Music: Public Domain For use solely with the SongSelect®. Terms of Use. All rights reserved. www.ccli.com CCLI License # 732731