Category: Sing The Gospel

VERSE 1
Prepare our hearts, O God
Help us to receive
Break the hard and stony ground
Help our unbelief
Plant Your Word down deep in us
Cause it to bear fruit
Open up our ears to hear
Lead us in Your truth

CHORUS
Show us Christ, show us Christ
O God, reveal Your glory
Through the preaching of Your Word
Until every heart confesses Christ is Lord

VERSE 2
Your Word is living light
Upon our darkened eyes
Guards us through temptations
Makes the simple wise
Your Word is food for famished ones
Freedom for the slave
Riches for the needy soul
Come speak to us today

BRIDGE
Where else can we go, Lord
Where else can we go
You have the words of eternal life

VERSE 1
Take the world, but give me Jesus,
All it’s joys are but a name;
For His love abideth ever,
through eternal years the same

VERSE 2
Take the world but give me Jesus,
Sweetest comforts of my soul;
With my Savior watching over me,
I can sing though billows roll

VERSE 3
Take the world by give me Jesus,
Let me view His constant smile;
Then throughout this life’s long journey,
He will lead me all the while

VERSE 4
Take the world, but give me Jesus.
In His cross my trust shall be,
Till, with clearer, brighter vision,
Face to face my Lord I see!

CHORUS
Take the world, but give me Jesus! (repeat 4x)

BRIDGE
Oh, the height and depth of mercy!
Oh the length and breadth of love!
Oh, the fullness of redemption
Oh the Pledge of endless life above! (repeat 2x)

VERSE 1
The love of God is greater far,
than tongue or pen can ever tell
It goes beyond the highest star,
and reaches to the lowest hell
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His only Son to win
His erring child He reconciled,
you and I pardoned from our sin.

CHORUS
Oh, love of God, how rich and pure,
it shall forevermore endure
How measureless and strong
The saints’ and angels’ song we sing “Holy! Holy!” 

VERSE 2
When ancient time shall pass away,
and earthly thrones and kingdoms fall
When men here refuse to pray,
and on rocks, hills and mountains call
God’s love so sure, will still endure,
all measureless and strong
“Redeeming grace to Adam’s race”
shall be the saints’ and angels’ song.

BRIDGE
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
and were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
and every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above,
would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
though stretched from sky to sky.