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Sing unto the Lord a new song
Sing unto the Lord all the earth
The Lord is great
Greatly to be praised (2)

Sing to the mountains,
sing to the sea.
Raise your voices,
lift your hearts.
This is the day
the Lord has made.
Let all the earth rejoice.

I will give thanks to you, my Lord.
You have answered my plea.
You have saved my soul from death.
You are my strength and song.

Holy, holy,
holy Lord.
Heaven and earth
are full of your glory.

This is the day that the Lord has made.
let us be glad and rejoice.
He has turned all death to life.
Sing of the glory of God.

Sing them over again to me,
wonderful words of life!
Let me more of their beauty see,
wonderful words of life!
Words of life and beauty,
teach me faith and duty.

Beautiful words! wonderful words!
Wonderful words of life!
Beautiful words! wonderful words!
Wonderful words of life

Christ, the Blessed One, gives to all
wonderful words of life!
Sinner, list to the loving call,
wonderful words of life!
All so freely given,
wooing us to heaven!

Sweetly echo the gospel call,
wonderful words of life!
Offer pardon and peace to all,
wonderful words of life!
Jesus, only Saviour,
sanctify for ever!

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,
sing His mercy and His grace;
in the mansions, bright and blessed,
He‟ll prepare for us a place.

When we all get to heaven,
what a day of rejoicing that will be!
When all see Jesus,
we‟ll sing and shout the victory.

While we walk the pilgrim pathway,
clouds will over-spread the sky;
but when travelling days are over,
not a shadow, not a sigh.

Let us, then, be true and faithful,
trusting, serving every day;
just one glimpse of Him in glory,
will the toils of life repay.

Onward to the prize before us!
Soon His beauty we‟ll behold;
soon the pearly gates will open,
we shall tread the streets of gold

Sing praise to God who reigns above,
The God of all creation,
The God of pow’r, the God of love,
The God of our salvation.

With healing balm my soul He fills,
And every faithless murmur stills:
To God all praise and glory!

What God’s almighty pow’r hath made
His gracious mercy keepeth,
By morning glow or evening shade
His watchful eye ne’er sleepeth.

Within the kingdom of His might,
Lo! All is just and all is right:
To God all praise and glory!

The Lord is never far away,
But, through all grief distressing,
An ever-present help and stay,
Our peace and joy and blessing.

As with a mother’s tender hand
He leads His own, His chosen band:
To God all praise and glory!

Thus all my toilsome way along
I sing aloud His praises,
That men may hear the grateful song
My voice unwearied raises.

Be joyful in the Lord, my heart!
Both soul and body bear your part:
To God all praise and glory!

Sing out the Lord is near
Build Him a temple here
A palace of praise
A throne of thanksgiving
Made for the King of king.

Sing out a joyful song
His love goes on and on
When praises abound
His glory surrounds us
Filling His temple here
Sing out the Lord is near.

Sing of Mary, pure and lowly,
Virgin mother undefiled,
Sing of God’s own Son most holy,
who became her little child.
Fairest child of fairest mother,
God the Lord who came to earth,
Word made flesh, our very brother,
takes our nature by his birth.

Sing of Jesus, son of Mary,
in the home at Nazareth.
Toil and labor cannot weary,
love enduring unto death.
Constant was the love he gave her,
though he went forth from her side,
Forth to preach, and heal, and suffer,
till on Calvary he died.

Glory be to God the Father,
Glory be to God the Son;
Glory be to God the Spirit,
Glory to the Three in One.
From the heart of blessed Mary,
from all saints the song ascends,
And the church the strain re-echoes unto earth’s remotest end.

Sing, my soul, her praises due.
All her feasts, her actions worship
With the heart’s devotion true.
Lost in wond’ring contemplation,
Be her Majesty confess’d.
Call her Mother, call her Virgin,
Happy Mother, Virgin blest.

She is mighty to deliver.
Call her, trust her lovingly.
When the tempest rages round thee,
She will calm the troubled sea.
Gifts of heaven she has given,
Noble Lady, to our race.
She, the Queen, who decks her subjects
With the light of God’s own grace.

Sing, my tongue, the Virgin’s trophies
Who for us her Maker bore.
For the curse of old inflicted,
Peace and blessing to restore.
Sing in songs of peace unending,
Sing the world’s majestic Queen.
Weary not nor faint in telling.
All the gifts she gives to men.

Sing Hallelujah to the Lord (2)
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah to the Lord

Jesus is coming back again (2)
Jesus is coming back
Jesus is coming back again

Jesus is still the King of Kings (2)
Jesus is still the King
Jesus is still the King of Kings

Sing for joy in the Lord,
O ye righteous ones
Sing for joy in the Lord,
O ye righteous ones

Sing to Him a new song,
Let your heart rejoice in Him,
O magnify the Lord with me,
Let us exalt His name together,
O magnify the Lord with me,
Let us exalt His name.

Sing for joy in the Lord,
O ye righteous ones
Sing for joy in the Lord,
O ye righteous ones

Sing to Him a new song,
Let your heart rejoice in Him,
O magnify the Lord with me,
Let us exalt His name together,

Bless His holy name
Bless His holy name
Bless His holy name
Bless His holy name