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The
principal joy of
my life is when
I am singing
praise and
worship to the
Lord. No
matter what is
happening in my
life, I have
found that, when
I am praising
the Lord,
everything else
takes second
place in my
mind, because
when I am in worship there
is no room for
anything
else. So,
won't you join
me in giving the
Lord the honour
and glory due
His name?
If you do, I can
assure you that
you will
immediately feel
the burdens of
your life lifted
from your
shoulders and
your heart will
be filled with
the peace that
passes all
understanding
that the Lord
has promised us
if we will just
give our lives
to Him.
COME,
LET US SING TO THE LORD
Come,
let us sing to
the Lord,
For He has
forgiven us all
of our sin.
His blood has
washed us white
as snow,
And now our new
life can begin.
He
has filled us
with His joy and
peace,
And His love
will never end.
He is the rock
on which we
stand –
Our Saviour and
our friend.
He's
our mighty
fortress, safe
and strong –
A safe harbour
in time of need
–
And we can
always depend on
Him
To supply our
need, but not
our greed.
He
rose up from the
cold, dark grave
To sit at His
Father's side,
But someday soon
He's coming back
To claim His
pure and
spotless bride.
So
lift your
voices, loud and
clear,
And let your
praises ring.
Join with the
angels round the
throne
Singing
Hallelujahs to
our King
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© 1998
Christine
Chipman.
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