REJOICE, THE LORD IS KING!
Your Lord and King adore.
Mortals, give thanks, and sing,
And triumph ever more:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice.
Rejoice! Again, I say: rejoice!

Jesus the Saviour reigns,
The God of truth and love.
When He had purged our stains,
He took His seat above:

His kingdom cannot fail,
He rules o’er earth and heaven.
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given:

He sits at God’s right hand
Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command,
And fall beneath His feet:

Rejoice in glorious hope.
Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take His servants up
To their eternal home:
We soon shall hear the archangel’s voice.
The trump of God shall sound rejoice!
     Charles Wesley.
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HERE IS LOVE vast as the ocean,
Loving kindness as the flood,
When the Prince of life, our ransom
Shed for us His precious blood.

Who, His love. will not remember?
Who can cease to sing His praise?
He can never be forgotten
Throughout heaven’s eternal days.

On the Mount of Crucifixion
Fountains opened deep and wide.
Through the floodgates of God’s mercy
Flowed a vast and gracious tide.

Grace and love, like mighty rivers,
Poured incessant from above,
And heaven’s peace and perfect justice
Kissed a guilty world in love.
      William Rees.
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THE LORD’S MY SHEPHERD, I’ll not want.
He makes me lie in pastures green.
He leads me by the still, still waters,
His goodness restores my soul.

And I will trust in You alone.
And I will trust in You alone,
For Your endless mercy follows me,
Your goodness will lead me home.

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I will trust, I will trust in You.
I will trust, I will trust in You.
Endless mercy follows me,
Goodness will lead me home.

He guides my ways in righteousness,
And He anoints my head with oil,
And my cup, it overflows with joy,
I feast on His pure delights.

And though I walk the darkest path,
I will not fear the evil one,
For You are with me, and Your rod and staff
Are the comfort I need to know.
      Stuart Townend
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PRAISE, MY SOUL, THE KING OF HEAVEN.
To His feet thy tribute bring.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who like thee His praise should sing?
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise the everlasting King!

Praise Him for His grace and favour
To our fathers in distress.
Praise Him, still the same forever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless.
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Glorious in His faithfulness.

Father-like, He tends and spares us.
Well, our feeble frame He knows.
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Widely as His mercy flows.

Angels in the height, adore Him.
Ye behold Him face to face.
Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
Dwellers all in time and space.
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise with us the God of grace!
      Henry Francis Lyte.
Contributors:   Revd Derrick Carr, Deborah Yeates, Ruth Green, Roger Edwards, Alison Peters
Production:   David Carter