All creatures of our God and King,


Lift up your voice and with us sing


O praise Him, Alleluia!

Thou burning sun with golden beam,

Thou silver moon with softer gleam,

O praise Him! O praise Him! 

Alleluia, alleluia! Alleluia!
 Let all things their Creator bless, 

And worship Him in humbleness, 

O praise Him! Alleluia!

Praise, praise the Father,

praise the Son,

And praise the Spirit, Three in One,

O praise Him! O praise Him! 

Alleluia, alleluia! Alleluia!
All the redeemed washed by His blood

Come and rejoice in His great love

O praise Him! Alleluia!

Christ has defeated every sin

Cast all your burdens now on Him

O praise Him! O praise Him!

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

 He shall return in pow’r to reign

Heaven and earth will join to say

O praise Him! Alleluia!

Then who shall fall on bended knee?

All creatures of our God and King

O praise Him! O praise Him!

Alleluia! Alleluia!
O praise Him! O praise Him!

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

All Creatures of Our God and King

W—St. Francis of Assisi, Add. words by Jonathan Baird and Ryan Baird

M—16 Century German tune, adapted by Jonathan Baird and Ryan Baird

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 Who has held the oceans

in His hands? 

Who has numbered 

every grain of sand?

Kings and nations 


tremble at His voice. 

All creation rises to rejoice.
 Behold our God, 

seated on His throne. 

Come, let us adore Him.

Behold our King, 


nothing can compare. 

Come, let us adore Him!
 Who has given 

counsel to the Lord? 

Who can question 

any of His words?

Who can teach 


the One who knows all things? 

Who can fathom 

all His wondrous deeds?
 Behold our God, 

seated on His throne. 

Come, let us adore Him.

Behold our King, 


nothing can compare. 

Come, let us adore Him!
Who has felt the nails 

upon His hands, 

bearing all the guilt 

of sinful man.

God eternal, 

humbled to the grave. 

Jesus, Savior, 

risen now to reign!
 Behold our God, 

seated on His throne. 

Come, let us adore Him.

Behold our King, 


nothing can compare. 

Come, let us adore Him!
 You will reign forever! 

(Let Your glory fill the earth)



You will reign forever!

(Let Your glory fill the earth)



(Repeat)
 You will reign forever! 

(Let Your glory fill the earth)
 Behold our God, 

seated on His throne. 

Come, let us adore Him.

Behold our King, 


nothing can compare. 

Come, let us adore Him! 


Behold Our God

M and W—Jonathan Baird, Meghan Baird, Ryan Baird, and Stephen Altrogge

© 2011 Sovereign Grace Worship.

Administration by Integrity Music


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 O God, my joy, You reign above

in radiant splendor and beauty.

Your Word has drawn my heart to love

the awesome sight of Your glory.

Your blazing Light and gospel grace

shine brightly from my Savior’s face.

No other wonder would I see

than Christ enthroned in His glory!

 Sustained by joy in trial and pain,

I trust Your wisdom and mercy.

Through suff’ring that Your love ordains,

more like Your Son You will make me.

For Christ embraced

the cross of shame,

beholding glorious joys to come.

O give me faith like His to see

that suff’ring lifts me to glory!

 Compelled by joy, I fight the sin

that turns my gaze from Your glory.

Your Holy Spirit dwells within;

His presence arms me for vict’ry.

Let death and hell against me rise;

through death I’ll gain eternal joys.

All pow’rs of hell will bend the knee

before my great King of Glory!
O God, My Joy
W and M—Paul Keew and Brian Pinner Arr. Molly Ijames

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 Immovable our hope remains

Though shifting sands

before us lie

The One who washed

away our stains

Shall bear us safely to the skies

 The floods may rise,

the winds may beat

Torrential rains descend

Yet God His own

will not forget

He’ll love and keep us till the end

You’ll love and keep us till the end

 This is eternal life to know

The living God and Christ, the Son

The Savior will not let us go

Until His saving work is done

 Our debt was great,

as was our need

But now the price is paid

Who can behold Immanuel bleed

And doubt His willingness to save?

We trust Your willingness to save

 The Lord acquits,

who can condemn?

Though Satan’s accusations fly

His pow’r can never

reach our names

To blot them from

the Book of Life

The Son has surely made us free

His Word forever stands

And all our joy is knowing we

Are graven on His

wounded hands

We’re graven on Your

wounded hands
 Built into Christ,

secure we stand

For with His Spirit

we’ve been sealed

By grace we’ll see

the promised land

Where every sorrow

shall be healed
 To God who gave His only Son

To Jesus Christ, our Lord

To God the Spirit, Three-in-one

Be songs of praise forevermore

We’ll sing Your praise forevermore

 To God who gave His only Son

To Jesus Christ, our Lord

To God the Spirit, Three-in-one

Be songs of praise forevermore

We’ll sing Your praise forevermore

Immovable Our Hope Remains

Orig. W--Augustus Toplady M & W--Bob and Brittany Kauflin

© 2012 Sovereign Grace Praise

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 Stricken, smitten, and afflicted

See Him dying on the tree!

‘Tis the Christ by man rejected

Yes, my soul, ‘tis He, ‘tis He!

‘Tis the long-expected Prophet

David’s son, yet David’s Lord

By His Son God now has spoken

‘Tis the true and faithful Word

 Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning

Was there ever grief like His?

Friends through fear His

cause disowning

Foes insulting His distress

Many hands were raised to wound Him

None would interpose to save

But the deepest stroke that pierced Him

Was the stroke that Justice gave

 Ye who think of sin but lightly

Nor suppose the evil great

Here may view its nature rightly

Here its guilt may estimate

Mark the sacrifice appointed

See who bears the awful load

‘Tis the Word, the Lord’s Anointed

Son of Man and Son of God

 Here we have a firm foundation

Here the refuge of the lost

Christ, the Rock of our salvation

His the name of which we boast

Lamb of God, for sinners wounded

Sacrifice to cancel guilt!

None shall ever be confounded

Who on Him their hope have built

Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted

W—Thomas Kelly M—O Mein Jesu, Ich Muss Serben

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 When peace like a river 

attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, 

Thou hast taught me to say,

“It is well, it is well with my soul.”
 It is well with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.
 Though Satan should buffet, 

though trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control,

That Christ hath regarded

my helpless estate,

And hath shed 

His own blood for my soul.
 It is well with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.
 My sin- O, the bliss 

of this glorious thought-

My sin—not in part, but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, 

and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, 

O my soul!
 It is well with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.
 And, Lord, haste the day 

when the faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,

The trump shall resound 

and the Lord shall descend,

“Even so,"- it is well with my soul.
 It is well with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.
It Is Well with My Soul

W—Horatio G. Spafford M—Philip P. Bliss

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