From Depths of Woe
From the depths of woe I raise to Thee
The 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? (x2)
(Who shall stand before Thee?) (x2)

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 (x2)
(Live alone by mercy) (x2)

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 it with patience (x2)
(Wait for it with patience) (x2)

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 (x2)
(Wait ’til God appeareth) (x2)

Though great our sins and sore our woes
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our upmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is
He, Who will at last His Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow (x2)
(All their sin and sorrow) (x2)

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Come, Thou Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise:
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Hither to Thy love has blessed me
Thou hast brought me to this place.
And I know Thy hand will bring me
Safely home by Thy good grace.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor,
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

On that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed in radiant blood-washed linen,
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace.
Come my Lord, no longer tarry,
Bring Thy promises to pass;
For I know Thy power will keep me
Till I’m home with Thee at last.

Isaiah 43
When you pass through the water, I will be with you.
And the waves will not overcome you. Do not fear,
For I have redeemed you,
I have called you by name, you are mine.

For I am the Lord your God
(Women) I am the Lord your God.
For I am the Lord your God
(Women) I am
(all) The Holy One of Israel, Your Savior.

(Men) I am the Lord.
(Women) Do not fear.

When you pass through the fire, you’ll not be burned.
And the flames will not consume you.
Do not fear,
For I have redeemed you.
I have called you by name, you are mine.