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Matthew 28:20

Days of Elijah

 

These are the days of Elijah

Declaring the Word of the Lord

And these are the days of your servant Moses

Righteousness being restored

 

And though these are days of great trials

Of famine and darkness and sword

Still we are the voice in the desert crying

Prepare ye the way of the Lord!

 

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!

Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call

Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!

And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

 

And these are the days of Ezekiel

The dry bones becoming as flesh

And these are the days of your servant David

Rebuilding a temple of praise

 

And these are the days of the harvest

The fields are as white in the world

And we are the labourers in your vineyard

Declaring the word of the Lord!

 

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!

Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call

Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!

And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

 

There's no God like Jehovah!

There's no God like Jehovah!

 

 

O The Blood

 

O the blood

Crimson love

Price of life's demand

Shameful sin

Placed on Him

The Hope of every man

 

O the blood of Jesus washes me

O the blood of Jesus shed for me

What a sacrifice that saved my life

Yes, the blood, it is my victory

 

Saviour Son

Holy One

Slain so I can live

See the Lamb

The great I Am

Who takes away my sin

 

O the blood of the Lamb

O the blood of the Lamb

O the blood of the Lamb

The precious blood of the Lamb

What a sacrifice

That saved my life

Yes, the blood, it is my victory

 

O what love

No greater love

Grace, how can it be

That in my sin

Yes, even then

He shed His blood for me

 

O the blood of Jesus washes me

O the blood of Jesus shed for me

What a sacrifice that saved my life

Yes, the blood, it is my victory

What a sacrifice that saved my life

Yes, the blood, it is my victory

 

 

Boldly I Approach (The Art Of Celebration)

 

By grace alone somehow I stand

Where even angels fear to tread

Invited by redeeming love

Before the throne of God above

He pulls me close with nail-scarred hands

Into His everlasting arms

 

When condemnation grips my heart

And Satan tempts me to despair

I hear the voice that scatters fear

The Great I Am the Lord is here

Oh praise the One who fights for me

And shields my soul eternally

 

Boldly I approach Your throne

Blameless now I'm running home

By Your blood I come

Welcomed as Your own

Into the arms of majesty

 

Behold the bright and risen Son

More beauty than this world has known

I'm face to face with Love Himself

His perfect spotless righteousness

A thousand years, a thousand tongues

Are not enough to sing His praise

 

Boldly I approach Your throne

Blameless now I'm running home

By Your blood I come

Welcomed as Your own

Into the arms of majesty

 

This is the art of celebration

Knowing we're free from condemnation

Oh praise the One, praise the One

Who made an end to all my sin