Come, people of the risen King,
who delight to bring Him praise.
Come, all and tune your hearts to sing
to the Morning Star of grace.
From the shifting shadows of the earth
we will lift our eyes to Him,
where steady arms of mercy reach
to gather children in.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
let every tongue rejoice!
One heart, one voice,
O Church of Christ, rejoice!
Come, those whose joy is morning sun
and those weeping through the night.
Come, those who tell of battles won,
and those struggling in the fight.
For His perfect love will never change,
and His mercies never cease,
but follow us through all our days
with the certain hope of peace.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
let every tongue rejoice!
One heart, one voice,
O Church of Christ, rejoice!
Come, young and old from every land,
men and women of the faith.
Come, those with full or empty hands,
find the riches of His grace.
Over all the world His people sing,
shore to shore we hear them call
the truth that cries through every age;
our God is all in all.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
let every tongue rejoice!
One heart, one voice,
O Church of Christ, rejoice!
Praise to the Lord,
the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him,
for He is your health and salvation!
Come, all who hear;
brothers and sisters, draw near
Praise Him in glad adoration!
Praise to the Lord,
above all things so mightily reigning;
keeping us safe at His side,
and so gently sustaining.
Have you not seen,
all you have needed has been
met by His gracious ordaining?
Praise to the Lord,
who shall prosper our work and defend us;
surely His goodness and mercy
shall daily attend us.
Ponder anew,
what the Almighty can do,
who with His love will befriend us.
Praise to the Lord,
who, when darkness and sin are abounding,
who, when the godless are rampant,
all goodness confounding,
breaks forth as light,
scatters the terrors of night,
saints with His mercy surrounding!
Praise to the Lord—
O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that has life and breath,
come now with praises before Him!
Let the ‘Amen!’
sound from His people again —
gladly we praise and adore Him!
The grace of God has reached for me,
and pulled me from the raging sea.
and I am safe on this solid ground:
the Lord is my salvation.
I will not fear when darkness falls,
His strength will help me scale these walls.
I’ll see the dawn of the rising sun:
the Lord is my salvation.
Who is like the Lord our God?
Strong to save, faithful in love.
My debt is paid and the victory won:
the Lord is my salvation.
My hope is hidden in the Lord,
He flowers each promise of His Word.
When winter fades, I know spring will come:
the Lord is my salvation.
In times of waiting, times of need,
When I know loss, when I am weak.
I know His grace will renew these days:
the Lord is my salvation.
Who is like the Lord our God?
Strong to save, faithful in love.
My debt is paid and the victory won:
the Lord is my salvation!
And when I reach my final day,
He will not leave me in the grave.
But I will rise, He will call me home:
the Lord is my salvation!
Who is like the Lord our God?
Strong to save, faithful in love.
My debt is paid and the victory won:
the Lord is my salvation!
Glory be to God the Father,
glory be to God the Son,
glory be to God the Spirit;
the Lord is our salvation.
Who is like the Lord our God?
Strong to save, faithful in love.
My debt is paid and the victory won:
the Lord is my salvation!
You’re the Word of God the Father,
from before the world began;
every star and every planet
has been fashioned by Your hand.
All creation holds together
by the power of Your voice:
let the skies declare Your glory,
let the land and seas rejoice!
You’re the Author of creation,
You’re the Lord of every man;
and Your cry of love rings out
across the lands.
Yet You left the gaze of angels,
came to seek and save the lost,
and exchanged the joy of heaven
for the anguish of a cross.
With a prayer You fed the hungry,
with a word You stilled the sea.
Yet how silently You suffered
that the guilty may go free.
You’re the Author of creation,
You’re the Lord of every man;
and Your cry of love rings out
across the lands.
With a shout You rose victorious,
wresting victory from the grave,
and ascended into heaven
leading captives in Your wake.
Now You stand before the Father
interceding for Your own.
From each tribe and tongue and nation
You are leading sinners home.
You’re the Author of creation,
You’re the Lord of every man;
and Your cry of love rings out
across the lands.