[V1]
 God of the universe
 He reigns from above
 Gracious and merciful
 Abounding in love
 Great in all His ways
 Worthy of our praise

[C]
 Lift up your voice
 Sing out with joy
 How great is our God
 Let every day be filled with praise
 How great is our God
 How Great Is Our God

[V2]
 God of eternity
 The Author of time
 Writing His glory
 Within every line
 Great in all His ways
 Worthy of our praise

[V3]
 God of salvation
 The Savior of man
 Mighty and powerful
 I’m held in His hand
 Great in all His ways
 Worthy of our praise

Verse 1
 Christ invites the undeserving:
 “Leave your nets and follow Me.”
 Watching, hearing, loving, serving—
 Slaves of Christ are truly free.

Chorus
 “We will follow!” Rise up and say,
 “We will follow our Lord!
 To the end of the world and age,
 We will follow Christ our Lord!”

Verse 2
 Christ has called the church to suffer:
 “Take your cross and follow Me.”
 Lose your life, your home, your brother—
 Gain them for eternity!

Verse 4
 Christ will summon His disciples
 From His throne beyond the skies:
 “You have followed Me through trials;
 Follow me to paradise.”

[V1]
Oh; to see the dawn of the darkest day,
Christ on the road to Calvary.
Tried by sinful men, torn and beaten then
Nailed to a cross of wood.

[C1]
This the pow'r of the cross:
Christ became sin for us;
Took the blame, bore the wrath,
We stand forgiven at the cross.

[V2]
Oh, to see the pain written on Your face,
Bearing the awesome weight of sin;
Ev'ry bitter thought, ev'ry evil deed
Crowning Your bloodstained brow.

[V3]
Now the daylight flees, now the ground beneath
Quakes as its Maker bows His head.
Curtain torn in two, dead are raised to life,
"Finished!" the vict'ry cry.

[V4]
Oh, to see my name written in the wounds,
For through Your suff'ring I am free.
Death is crushed to death life, is mine to live,
Won through Your selfless love.

[C2]
This the pow'r of the cross.
Son of God, slain for us.
What a love! What a cost!
We stand forgiven at the cross.

[v1]
 How deep the Father's love for us
 How vast beyond all measure
 That He should give His only Son
 To make a wretch His treasure
 How great the pain of searing loss
 The Father turns His face away
 As wounds which mar the Chosen One
 Bring many sons to glory
 
[v2]
 Behold the man upon a cross
 My sin upon His shoulders
 Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
 Call out among the scoffers
 It was my sin that held Him there
 Until it was accomplished
 His dying breath has brought me life
 I know that it is finished
 
[v3]
 I will not boast in anything
 No gifts no power no wisdom
 But I will boast in Jesus Christ
 His death and resurrection
 Why should I gain from His reward
 I cannot give an answer
 But this I know with all my heart
 His wounds have paid my ransom

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[v1]
 Jesus is all the world to me,
 My life, my joy, my all;
 He is my strength from day to day,
 Without Him I would fall.
 When I am sad, to Him I go,
 No other one can cheer me so;
 When I am sad, He makes me glad,
 He’s my Friend.
 
[v3]
 Jesus is all the world to me,
 And true to Him I’ll be;
 Oh, how could I this Friend deny,
 When He’s so true to me?
 Following Him I know I’m right,
 He watches o’er me day and night;
 Following Him by day and night,
 He’s my Friend.
 
[v4]
 Jesus is all the world to me,
 I want no better Friend;
 I trust Him now, I’ll trust Him when
 Life’s fleeting days shall end.
 Beautiful life with such a Friend,
 Beautiful life that has no end;
 Eternal life, eternal joy,
 He’s my Friend.

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