Prepare for Sunday

The Earth and the Riches (Psalm 24)

Verse 1
The earth and the riches that in it are stored,
The world and its dwellers belong to the LORD.
For He is the One who first caused it to stand,
And up from the seas He established the land.

O who can the path to the LORD's mount ascend?
And who in the place of His holiness stand?
The man of pure heart and of hands without stain,
Who swears not to idols nor worships what's vain.

Verse 2
Yes, he from the LORD shall a blessing obtain,
And from God his Savior he'll righteousness gain.
Thus looking to Him is a whole blessed race:
All those who, like Jacob, are seeking Your face.

O gates, lift your heads! Ancient doors, lift them high!
The great King of glory to enter draws nigh!
O who is the King that in glory draws near?
The LORD, mighty LORD, of the battle is here!

O gates, lift your heads! Ancient doors, lift them high!
The great King of glory to enter draws nigh!
This great King of glory, O who can He be?
The LORD God of hosts, King of glory is He!

The LORD Reply in Your Distress (Psalm 20)

Verse 1
The LORD reply in your distress;
May Jacob's God defend you then.
And from His place of holiness
Both strength and help from Zion send.

May He accept your sacrifice,
And all your off'rings bear in mind.
May He grant all your heart's delights,
Fulfilling all you have designed.

Verse 2
In Your salvation we'll rejoice,
In our God's name our banners raise;
May the LORD always hear your voice,
Grant all you ask through all your days.

I know now that the LORD defends,
And saves His own anointed king.
From holy heav'n He answer sends;
His right hand saving power bring.

Verse 3
A trust in chariots some proclaim,
And some in horses take their pride;
But we will boast and praise this Name:
The LORD our God, and none beside.

While we are raised and upright stand,
Our foes are made to bow and fall.
O save the king, LORD, by your hand,
And answer us the day we call.

I Know That My Redeemer Lives (Job 19:25)

Verse 1
I know that my Redeemer lives;
Glory, Hallelujah!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives;
Glory, Hallelujah!

Chorus
Shout on, pray on, we're gaining ground;
Glory, hallelujah!
The dead's alive and the lost is found;
Glory, hallelujah!

Verse 2
He lives triumphant from the grave;
Glory, Hallelujah!
He lives eternally to save;
Glory, Hallelujah!

Chorus

Verse 3
He lives to crush the fiends of hell;
Glory, Hallelujah!
He lives and doth within me dwell;
Glory, Hallelujah!

Chorus

Verse 4
He lives and grants me daily breath;
Glory, Hallelujah!
He lives and I shall conquer death;
Glory, Hallelujah!

Chorus

Verse 5
He lives and while He lives, I'll sing;
Glory, Hallelujah!
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King,
Glory, Hallelujah!

Chorus

Jesus, My Great High Priest

Verse 1
Jesus, my great High Priest, offered His blood and died;
My guilty conscience seeks no sacrifice beside.
His pow’rful blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.

Verse 2
To this dear Surety’s hand will I commit my cause;
He answers and fulfills His Father’s broken laws.
Behold, my soul at freedom set;
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.

Verse 3
My Advocate appears for my defense on high;
The Father bows His ears and lays His thunder by.
Not death, nor life, nor pow’rs,
Nor anything can turn His love away.

Verse 4
Should all the hosts of death and Prince of Darkness grim
Put their most dreadful forms of rage and mischief on,
I shall be safe, for Christ displays
His conqu’ring pow’r and guardian grace.

Verse 5
Now let my soul arise and tread the tempter down;
My Captain leads me forth to conquest and a crown.
A feeble saint shall win the day,
Though sin and death obstruct the way.

The LORD Has Spoken to My Lord (Psalm 110)

Verse 1
The LORD has spoken to my Lord:
"At My right hand take Your seat
Until I make Your enemies
Into a footstool for Your feet."

The LORD from Zion will extend
The mighty scepter in Your hand:
"Rule in the midst of enemies,
Subdue each under Your command."

Verse 2
Your people, in Your day of pow'r,
Freely give themselves to You;
Your youth, all clothed in holiness,
Appear each day like morning's dew.

The LORD has sworn a solemn oath
From which He'll never be released:
"In th'order of Melchizedek
Forevermore You are a priest."

Verse 3
And when His day of wrath has come;
Then the Lord at Your right hand
Will crush great kings and nations judge,
With fallen bodies fill the land.

Justly condemned beneath His rule
Will heads of many nations die;
But from the brook He'll stop to drink,
And His own head He'll lift up high.

Before the Throne of God Above

Verse 1
Before the throne of God above,
I have a strong and perfect plea:
A great High Priest whose name is Love,
Who ever lives and pleads for me.

My name is graven on His hands;
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in heav’n He stands,
No tongue can bid me thence depart,
No tongue can bid me thence depart.

Verse 2
When Satan tempts me to despair,
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there,
Who made an end of all my sin.

Because the sinless Savior died,
My sinful soul is counted free;
For God the Just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me,
To look on Him and pardon me.

Verse 3
Behold Him there, the risen Lamb,
My perfect, spotless righteousness,
The great, unchangeable “I Am,”
The King of glory and of grace.

One with Himself, I cannot die;
My soul is purchased by His blood.
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ, my Savior and my God,
With Christ, my Savior and my God.
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