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  • Christ Jesus Lay in Death’s Strong Bands
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    Happy Friday! This week's video is Christ Jesus Lay in Death’s Strong Bands from our album, Visit.

  • Agnus Dei
    Lamb of God

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    Happy Friday! This week's video is Agnus Dei (Lamb of God) from the album Visit. Be sure to let us know what you think by leaving a comment on our YouTube channel.

  • Oh Christ Lamb of God,
    you take away the sing of the world.
    Have mercy, have mercy, on us.
    Oh Christ Lamb of God,
    you take away the sing of the world.
    Have mercy, have mercy, on us.
    Oh Christ Lamb of God,
    you take away the sing of the world.
    Have mercy, have mercy, on us.

    Text: Public Domain (ref. John 1:29) Tune: Tracy Fedke, b. 1975, arr. Koiné

  • Angels from the realms of glory,
    Wing your flight o'er all the earth;
    Once you sang creation's story;
    Now proclaim Messiah's birth:
    Come and worship, come and worship,
    Worship Christ, the newborn King.

    Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
    Watching o'er your flocks by night,
    God with us is now residing --
    Yonder shines the infant light.
    Come and worship, come and worship,
    Worship Christ, the newborn King.

    Magi, leave your contemplations;
    Brighter visions beam afar.
    Seek the great desire of nations;
    You have seen the Savior's star.
    Come and worship, come and worship,
    Worship Christ, the newborn King.

    Saints before the altar bending,
    Watching long in hope and fear,
    Suddenly the Lord, descending,
    In his temple shall appear.
    Come and worship, come and worship,
    Worship Christ, the newborn King.

    Text: James Montgomery, 1771-1854, abr., alt.
    Tune: Henry T. Smart, 1813-79

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    Angels from the Realms of Glory
    from Visit

    Happy Friday! This week's video is Angels from the Realms of Glory from the album Visit. Be sure to let us know what you think by leaving a comment on our YouTube channel.

  • Blessed Jesus, living Bread,
    By your self our souls are fed:
    Give us all the eyes to see
    All that you were sent to be.

    “What is it?” old Israel cried,
    Ate it, and was satisfied.
    Now the same prolific hand
    Feeds them in a barren land.

    Not by this world’s bread alone
    Can our life become full-grown,
    But by every word that goes
    From the mouth of God one grows.

    On that table made of wood
    Lies our sacramental food:
    “Take and eat and live” you call,
    “Here is life for each and all!”

    Ah, what welcome words you speak:
    Comfort to revive the weak,
    God’s own wisdom, hope, and cheer
    Starving souls are blest to hear.

    Word incarnate, Word divine,
    Word that comes in bread and wine:
    Love that we have come to know:
    Lord, to whom else shall we go?

    We are in that crowd you fed
    With your blest, abundant Bread.
    Moved by every human care
    Bless the Bread we eat and share.

    Text: Jaroslav J. Vajda, b. 1919
    Tune: Traditional

  • Christ Jesus lay in death's strong bands
    For our offenses given;
    But now at God's right hand he stands
    And brings us life from heaven.
    Therefore let us joyful be
    And sing to God right thankfully
    Loud songs of alleluia. Alleluia!

    No son of man could conquer death,
    Such ruin sin had wrought us.
    No innocence was found on earth,
    And therefore death had brought us
    Into bondage from of old
    And ever grew more strong and bold
    And held us as its captive. Alleluia!

    Christ Jesus, God’s own Son, came down,
    His people to deliver;
    Destroying sin, he took the crown
    From death’s pale brow forever.
    Stripped of pow’r, no more it reigns;
    An empty form alone remains;
    Its sting is lost forever. Alleluia!

    It was a strange and dreadful strife
    When life and death contended.
    The victory remained with life;
    The reign of death was ended.
    Holy Scripture plainly says
    That death is swallowed up by death,
    Its sting is lost forever. Alleluia!

    Here the true Paschal Lamb we see,
    Whom God so freely gave us;
    He died on the accursed tree--
    So strong his love--to save us.
    See, his blood now marks our door;
    Faith points to it; death passes o'er,
    And Satan cannot harm us. Alleluia!

    Text: Martin Luther, 1483-1546, abr.; tr. Richard Massie, 1800-87, alt.
    Tune: Latin melody, c. 1100, adapt.

  • "Forgive our sins as we forgive,"
    You taught us, Lord, to pray,
    But you alone can grant us grace
    To live the words we say.

    How can your pardon reach and bless
    The unforgiving heart
    That broods on wrongs and will not let
    Old bitterness depart?

    In blazing light your cross reveals
    The truth we dimly knew:
    What trivial debts are owed to us;
    How great our debt to you!

    Lord, cleanse the depths within our souls
    And bid resentment cease;
    Then, bound to all in bonds of love
    Our lives will spread your peace.

    Text: Rosamond E. Herklots, 1905-87, alt. © Oxford University Press. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
    Tune: A Supplement to the Kentucky Harmony, Harrisonburg, 1820

  • How blest are they who hear God's Word
    And keep and heed what they have heard!
    They daily grow in wisdom.

    Their light shines brighter day by day,
    And while they tread life's weary way,
    They have the oil of gladness
    To soothe their pain and sadness.

    God's Word a treasure is to me,
    Through sorrow's night my sun shall be,
    The shield of faith in battle.

    The Father's hand has written there
    My title as his child and heir,
    "The kingdom's yours forever."
    That promise fails me never.

    Today I was my Savior's guest;
    My soul was here so richly blest,
    The bread of life receiving.

    Oh, may thereby my faith prevail
    So that its fruits may never fail
    Till my account is given
    Before God's throne in heaven!

    Text: Johan N. Brun, 1745-1816; tr. Oluf H. Smeby, 1851-1929, alt.
    Tune: Koiné

  • In Christ alone my hope is found;
    He is my light, my strength, my song;
    This cornerstone, this solid ground,
    Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
    What heights of love, what depths of peace,
    When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
    My comforter, my all in all—
    Here in the love of Christ I stand.

    In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
    Fullness of God in helpless babe!
    This gift of love and righteousness,
    Scorned by the ones He came to save.
    Till on that cross as Jesus died,
    The wrath of God was satisfied;
    For ev'ry sin on Him was laid—
    Here in the death of Christ I live.

    There in the ground His body lay,
    Light of the world by darkness slain;
    Then bursting forth in glorious day,
    Up from the grave He rose again!
    And as He stands in victory,
    Sin's curse has lost its grip on me;
    For I am His and He is mine—
    Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

    No guilt in life, no fear in death—
    This is the pow'r of Christ in me;
    From life's first cry to final breath,
    Jesus commands my destiny.
    No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man,
    Can ever pluck me from His hand;
    Till He returns or calls me home—
    Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.

    Text and Tune: Keith Getty, b. 1974 and Stuart Townend b.1 963 © 2002 Thankyou Music; admin. EMI CMG Publishing. International copyright secured. All rights reserved.
    Used by permission.

  • Jesus, Refuge of the Weary
    from The Vine

    Happy Friday! This week's video is Jesus, Refuge of the Weary from our album, The Vine.

  • Just as I am, without one plea
    But that thy blood was shed for me
    And that thou bidd'st me come to thee,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

     

    Just as I am and waiting not
    To rid my soul of one dark blot,
    To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

     

    Just as I am, though tossed about
    With many a conflict, many a doubt,
    Fightings and fears within, without,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

     

    Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
    Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
    Yea, all I need, in thee to find,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

     

    Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
    Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
    Because thy promise I believe,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

     

    Just as I am; thy love unknown
    Has broken ev'ry barrier down.
    Now to be thine, yea thine alone,
    O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

     

    Text: Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1871
    Tune: William B. Bradbury, 1816-68

  • Lord, you love the cheerful giver
    Who with open heart and hand
    Blesses freely, as a river
    That refreshes all the land.
    Grant us, then, the grace of giving
    With a spirit large and true
    That our life and all our living
    We may consecrate to you.

    We are yours -- your mercy sought us,
    Found us in death's dreadful way,
    To the fold in safety brought us,
    Nevermore from you to stray.
    Your own life was freely given
    As an off'ring on the cross
    For each sinner, now forgiven
    From eternal shame and loss.

    Blessed by you with gifts and graces,
    May we heed your Spirit's call,
    Gladly in all times and places
    Give to you who gives us all.
    You have bought us; now no longer
    Can we claim to be our own;
    Ever free and ever stronger
    We shall serve you, Lord, alone.

    Text: Robert Murray, 1832-1909, abr., alt. Tune: The Christian Lyre, New York, 1831

  • We have come into God’s presence;
    Maker of the heavens and earth.
    He created us to love him;
    To serve him as his precious child.
    We have disobeyed and errored,
    Thus deserving wrath and anger.

    Lord, to you I make confession:
    I have sinned and gone astray;
    I have multiplied transgression,
    Chosen for myself my way.
    Led by you to see my errors, Lord,
    I tremble at your terrors.

    Lord, on you I cast my burden
    Sink it in the depths below!
    Let me know your gracious pardon;
    Wash me, make me white as snow.
    Let your Spirit leave me never;
    Make me only yours forever.

    For your Son has suffered for me,
    Giv'n himself to rescue me,
    Died to save me and restore me,
    Reconciled and set me free.
    Jesus' cross alone can vanquish
    These dark fears and soothe this anguish.

    Text: Johann Franck, 1618-77, abr.; tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78, alt. Tune: Tracy Fedke, b. 1975, arr. Koiné

  • Our Father in heaven,
    hallowed be your name.
    Your kingdom come,
    your will be done,
    on earth, as in heaven.
    Give us today our daily bread,
    forgive us our sins,
    as we forgive those who sin against us.
    Lead us not into temptation,
    but deliver us from evil.
    for the kingdom, the power, and the glory
    are yours now and forever,
    Amen.

    Text: Public Domain (ref. Matthew 6:9-13)
    Tune: Tracy Fedke, b. 1975, arr. Koiné

  • Lord’s Prayer
    from Visit

    Happy Friday! This week's video is Lord’s Prayer from our album, Visit.

  • Now thank we all our God
    With hearts and hands and voices,
    Who wondrous things has done,
    In whom his world rejoices,
    Who from our mother's arms
    Has blessed us on our way
    With countless gifts of love
    And still is ours today.

    Oh, may this bounteous God
    Through all our life be near us,
    With ever-joyful hearts
    And blessed peace to cheer us
    And keep us in his grace
    And guide us when perplexed
    And free us from all ills
    In this world and the next.

    All praise and thanks to God
    The Father now be given,
    The Son, and him who reigns
    With them in highest heaven,
    The one eternal God,
    Whom earth and heav'n adore!
    For thus it was, is now,
    And shall be evermore.

    Text: Martin Rinkart, 1586-1649; tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78, alt. Tune: Johann Crüger, 1598-1662

  • Lord, let your servant depart in peace
    according to your Word.
    For my eyes have seen your salvation,
    which you have prepared
    before the face
    of all people,
    a light to lighten the Gentiles
    and the glory of your people Israel.

    Text: Public Domain (Saint Simeon, ref. Luke 2:29-32)
    Tune: Tracy Fedke, b. 1975, arr. Koiné

  • The Mighty One, God, the LORD,
    speaks and summons the earth
    from the rising of the sun to the place where it sets.

    From Zion, perfect in beauty,
    God shines forth.

    Our God comes and will not be silent;
    a fire devours before him,
    and around him a tempest rages.

    He summons the heavens above,
    and the earth, that he may judge his people:

    "Gather to me my consecrated ones,
    who made a covenant with me by sacrifice."
    And the heavens proclaim his righteousness,
    for God himself is judge.
    Selah

    Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV® Copyright © 1984 Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide.
    Tune: Koiné Music Copyright ©2014

  • Psalm 50
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    Happy Friday! This week's video is from our album, Visit.