07 February 2010

Sunday Morning Praise

This first song is more contemporary and this particular version isn't my favorite, but the lyrics and the message certainly emphasize what I've been feeling lately..."people get ready, Jesus is coming, soon we'll be going home!"
 Lord I'm ready now
I'm waiting for your triumphant return
You're coming so soon
This world has nothing for me
I find my peace and joy solely in you
Only in You
I want the world to see that you're alive and living well in me
Let me be a part of the harvest
For the days are few
He's coming soon

Chorus:
So people get ready
Jesus is comin'
Soon we'll be going home
People get ready
Jesus is comin'
To take from the world His own

There will be a day
When we will be divided right and left
For those who know Him
And those who do not know
Those who know Him well
Will meet Him in the air Hallelujah
God is with us
Those who do not know
They will hear depart
I knew you not
For my friends you see
There will be a day when we'll be counted
So know Him well, know Him well

Chorus
I know that this next song has been previously posted, but it's my favorite and it's my blog so I can post it as many times as I like! I've been singing this song a lot this week and I find it to be such an encouragement that it seemed like a good day to share it with you again!

Crown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne.
Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity.


Crown Him the virgin’s Son, the God incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won which now His brow adorn;
Fruit of the mystic rose, as of that rose the stem;
The root whence mercy ever flows, the Babe of Bethlehem.


Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.


Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.


Crown Him the Lord of peace, whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end, and round His pierc├Ęd feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet.


Crown Him the Lord of love, behold His hands and side,
Those wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified.
No angel in the sky can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye at mysteries so bright.


Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, enthroned in worlds above,
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.


Crown Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.


Crown Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time,
Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.

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