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Forever ReignYou are good You are good

When there's nothing good in meYou are love You are loveOn display for all to see

You are light You are lightWhen the darkness closes inYou are hope You are hopeYou have covered all my sin

You are peace You are peaceWhen my fear is cripplingYou are true You are true

Even in my wandering

You are joy You are joyYou're the reason that I sing

You are life You are lifeIn You death has lost its sting

Oh I'm running to Your armsI'm running to Your armsThe riches of Your love will always be enough

Nothing compares to Your embraceLight of the world forever reign

You are more You are moreThan my words will ever sayYou are Lord You are LordAll creation will proclaim

You are here You are hereIn Your presence I'm made whole

You are God You are GodOf all else I'm letting go

Oh I'm running to Your armsI'm running to Your armsThe riches of Your love will always be enough

Nothing compares to Your embraceLight of the world forever reign

My heart will sing no other NameJesus, Jesus.

Oh I'm running to Your armsI'm running to Your armsThe riches of Your love will always be enough

Nothing compares to Your embraceLight of the world forever reign

My heart will sing no other NameJesus, Jesus.

I Am “One of Those…”I am one of those, at the table not invited,And, to all here at the feast, it’s very plain;I cannot hide in etiquette or conversation,

But Christ himself sent word to me and so I came.

I am one of those who was dead and fully buried, And I still bear every stigma of decay;

There is no way I can cover what I’ve been through,‘Cause when Jesus called, I came fresh from the grave.

 Though the world may number me among the foolish,

I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy

the lowest of the low.Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me!

Yes, I am one of those!

I am one of those, who was a leper and contagious,The deformities and scars I have today;

Yet while I was vile with sickness, Jesus loved me,And he healed, restored,

and, through and through, remade.

I am one of those who was doomed to death in prison,

And I’ve done more evil things than I could say;Jesus broke inside and there unlocked my shackles,

And, to set me free, he died and took my place.

 The world may number me among the foolish,

‘cause I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy

the lowest of the low.Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me!

Yes, I am one of those!

I am one of those, who is hard to love and ugly,Self-righteous critical religion was my stain.So I ran Christ to wash and be discovered;

Jesus came to me and covered up my shame.

 The world may number me among the foolish,I think Jesus Christ is all they need to know,

Jesus suffered and paid blood to buy the lowest of the low.

Hallelujah! Amen! That’s me! Yes, I am one of those!

You’re BeautifulI see Your face in every sunrise

The colors of the morning are inside Your eyesThe world awakens in the light of the day

I look up to the sky and say, “You’re beautiful”

I see Your power in the moonlit nightWhere planets are in motion

and galaxies are brightWe are amazed in the light of the stars

It’s all proclaiming who You are“You’re beautiful”

I see You there hanging on a treeYou bled and then You died

And then You rose again for meNow You are sitting on Your heavenly throne

Soon we will be coming home“You’re beautiful”

When we arrive at eternity’s shoreWhere death is just a memory

and tears are no moreWe’ll enter in as the wedding bells ring

Your bride will come together and we’ll sing“You’re beautiful, You're beautiful”

2 Thessalonians 1:10-11When He comes on that day to be glorified in His saints, and to be marveled at among all who have believed, because our testimony to you was believed….

2 Thessalonians 1:10-12To this end we always pray for you, that our God may make you worthy of his calling and may fulfill every resolve for good and every work of faith by His power, so that the name of our Lord Jesus may be glorified in you, and you in Him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ.

Grace Upon GraceIn every station new trials and troublescall for more grace than I can afford.Where can I go but to my dear Savior

for mercy that pours from boundless stores

Grace upon grace, every sin repairedevery void restored you will find Him there

in every turning He will prepare you with grace upon grace

He made a way for the fallen to riseperfect in glory and sacrifice

in sweet communion my need he suppliesgrace that keeps and guards my life

Grace upon grace, every sin repairedevery void restored you will find Him there

in every turning He will prepare you with grace upon grace

To thee I run now with great expectationto honor you with trust like a child

my hopes and desires seek a new destination

and all that you ask your grace will provide

Grace upon grace, every sin repairedevery void restored you will find Him there

in every turning He will prepare you with grace upon grace

Grace upon grace, every sin repairedevery void restored you will find Him there

in every turning He will prepare you with grace upon grace

With Grace upon Grace.

Psalm 130From the depths of woe I raise to Thee

a voice of lamentation. Lord, turn a gracious ear to me

and hear my supplication. If Thou iniquities dost mark,

our secret sins and misdeeds dark, O who shall stand before Thee?

To wash away the crimson stain, grace, grace alone availeth.

Our works, alas, are all in vain; in much the best life faileth.

No man can glory in Thy sight, all must alike confess Thy might,

and live alone by mercy.

Therefore my trust is in the Lord, and not in mine own merit. On Him my soul shall rest;

His word upholds my fainting spirit. His promised mercy is my fort,

my comfort, and my sweet support. I wait for Him with patience.

What though I wait the live-long night and ‘til the dawn appeareth,

my heart still trusteth in His might; it doubteth not nor feareth.

Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, ye of the Spirit born indeed, and wait ‘til God appeareth.

Though great our sins and sore our woes, His grace much more aboundeth. His helping love no limit knows;

our utmost need it soundeth. Our Shepherd good and true is He,

who will at last His people free from all their sin and sorrow.