Published on February 5, 2008
Slide 3: Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee. Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God, in three persons, blessed Trinity. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea. Cherubim and seraphim, falling down before thee, Which wert and art and ever more shalt be. Slide 4: Crown him with many crowns, The Lamb upon his throne, Hark, how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own. Awake, my soul, and sing Of him who died for thee, And hail him as thy matchless king Through all eternity. Slide 5: Crown him the Lord of love, Behold his hands and side, Rich wounds, yet visible above, In beauty glorified. No angels in the sky Can fully bear that sight, But downward bend their burning eyes At mysteries so bright. Slide 7: Salvation to God, who sits on the throne! Let all cry aloud and honor the Son. The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. Then let us adore and give him his right, All glory and pow’r and wisdom and might, All honor and blessing with angels above, And thanks never ceasing and infinite love! Slide 8: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord. He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored. He has loosed the fateful lightening of his terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on. Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on. Slide 9: He has sounded forth the trumpet That shall never call retreat. He is sifting out the hearts of men Before his judgment seat. Oh be swift my soul to answer him, Be jubilant my feet, Our God is marching on. Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on. Slide 10: For all the saints, who from their labors rest, All who by faith before the world confessed Your name, O Jesus, be forever blest. Alleluia! Alleluia! From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost: Alleluia! Alleluia! Slide 11: Shall we gather at the river, where bright angel feet have trod, with its crystal tide forever flowing by the throne of God? Yes, we’ll gather at the river, the beautiful, the beautiful river, Gather with the saints at the river that flows by the throne of God. Slide 17: On the margin of the river, Washing up its silver spray, We will walk and worship ever, All the happy golden day. Yes, we’ll gather at the river, the beautiful, the beautiful river, Gather with the saints at the river that flows by the throne of God.