Shine for Me Again Star of Bethlehem Ensign

Thanks for joining us for our concert "Behold, The Lamb".

HIS VOICE As THE SOUND

His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet,

Is heard through the shadows of death;

The cedars of Lebanon bow at His feet,

The air is perfumed with His breath.

His lips as a fountain of righteousness menstruum,

That waters the garden of grace,

From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know,

And bask in the smile of His face.

Love sits in His eyelids and scatters please

Through all the vivid regions on high,

Their faces the Cherubim veil in His sight,

And tremble with fullness of joy.

He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice,

And myriads await for His word,

He speaks, and eternity filled with His vocalism,

Re-echoes the praise of her Lord.

He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice,

And myriads await for His word,

He speaks, and eternity filled with His vox,

Re-echoes the praise of her Lord.

Re-echoes the praise of her Lord.

HE WATCHING OVER ISRAEL

He, watching over State of israel,

slumbers non nor sleeps

He slumbers not

nor sleeps.

Shouldst yard walking in grief, languish,

He will quicken thee.

He, watching over Israel,

slumbers non nor sleeps.

JOHN THE REVELATOR

O tell me who is that writin'?

John the Revelator, writin' in the book of seven seals.

O tell me what is he writin'?

'Bout the Revelation, writin' in the book of seven seals.

When John looked over Calvary's hill,

Heard a rumblin' like a chariot wheel.

Tell us, John, what did you lot see?

I saw a beast rising from the ocean!

Tell me who is that writin'?

John the Revelator, writin' in the book of 7 seals.

O tell me what is he writin'?

'Bout the Revelation, writin' in the book of seven seals.

Talk to us John! What's the good news?

The crippeld can walk; the dumb are singin' the blues.

Oh John, in the graveyard, whada ya meet?

The dead are dancin' all around me.

Oh tell us: Who is writin'?

Tell us: What he'southward writin'?

Tell u.s.: Who is writin'?

Tell us: Why he's writin'?

Tell us: Who is writin'?

Time for revelation and for jubilation.

Tell u.s. what you're writin'

Read it to us, John!

Well, merely tell it in your book.

John, write it downwardly for us in that volume.

John, write it down for usa in that volume of seven seals.

John!

LOVE AT HOME

There is beauty all around

When at that place'due south beloved at home;

At that place is joy in ev'ry sound

When there's love at dwelling.

Peace and plenty here abide,

Smiling sweet on ev'ry side.

Time doth softly, sweetly glide

When there'due south love at home.

Love at home, love at dwelling;

Fourth dimension doth softly, sweetly glide

When at that place'southward beloved at abode.

In the cottage in that location is joy

When there's dearest at home;

Hate and envy ne'er annoy

When there'due south honey at home.

Roses bloom below our feet;

All the earth'southward a garden sweet,

Making life a bliss consummate

When there's love at home.

Love at home, dearest at home;

Making life a bliss complete

When at that place'south dear at home.

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Kindly heaven smiles above

When there'due south love at domicile;

All the earth is filled with love

When there's love at home.

Sweeter sings the brooklet past;

Brighter beams the azure sky.

Oh, there's One who smiles on high

When there's love at home.

Honey at abode, love at home;

Oh, in that location'south 1 who smiles on high

When in that location'due south love at home.

ALL THINGS Brilliant AND BEATIFUL

All things bright and beautiful,

All creatures corking and small,

All things wise and wonderful,

The Lord God made them all.

Each lilliputian flower that opens,

Each little bird that sings,

He made their glowing colours,

He made their tiny wings.

The purple-headed mountain,

The river running by,

The sunset and the morning time,

That brightens up the sky;

The cold wind in the wintertime,

The pleasant summer lord's day,

The ripe fruits in the garden,

He made them every i;

He gave us eyes to see them,

And lips that we might tell

How great is God Almighty,

Who has made all things well.

OH SAVIOR, WHAT ARE THESE TEARS?

Oh Savior, what are these tears

That I meet in thine optics?

Are they the tears that were shed for me

In the place called Gethsemane?

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And Savior, what are these wounds

Which pierce thy easily and feet?

Are they the wounds that were made for me

When thou didst die on Calvary?

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Upon the cross, the price was paid

That I might not remain a slave.

With precious blood thou ransomed me

That from death'due south power I might be free.

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Dearest Savior, did I have part

In the pain that broke thy heart?

The biting loving cup chiliad didst partake

And all of this for a sinner's sake.

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Oh Savior, what are these tears

That I run across in thine eyes?

Are they the tears that were shed for me

In the identify chosen Gethsemane?

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In the identify called Gethsemane?

ONE By I

Though I am just one little lamb,
Amid the Savior's many sheep.
He knows exactly who I am,
His love for me is wide and deep.

One by one,
He gathers all His children,
One by ane,
He teaches them His style.
And I know past His smile,
I am His child.
Jesus loves united states ane past one.

Though I am just a niggling one,
I'll help my Savior tend His flock.
And gladly practice what He has done,
In how I serve and how I talk.

Anytime the Savior's face I'll see,
And know I'm in His arms to stay.
Then as He lifts me to His knee,
I'll thank Him that He showed me the manner.

CLOUDBURST

La lluvia

Ojos de agua de sombra,

Ojos de agua de pozo,

Ojos de agua de sueño.

Soles azules, verdes remolinos

Picos de luz que abren astros

Como granadas.

Dime, tierra quemada, no hay agua?

Hay sólo sangre sólo hay polvo,

Sólo pisadasde pies desnudos sobre la espina?

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La lluvia despierta

Hay que dormir con los ojos abiertos,

Hay que sonar con las manos

Soñemos sueños activos de rio

Buscando su cause, sueños de sol soñando sus mundos

Hay que soñar en voz alta,

Hay que cantar

Hasta que el canto eche

Raíces, tronco, ramas,

Hay que desenterrar la palabra perdida

Recordar que dicen sangre, la marea,

La tierra y el cuerpo,

Volver al punto de partida...

The pelting…

Optics of shadow-h2o,

optics of well-h2o,

optics of dream-water.

Blue suns, greenish whirlwinds,

Birdbeaks of low-cal pecking open

pomegranate stars.

But tell me, burnt earth, is there no water?

Merely blood, only dust,

Only naked footsteps on the thorns?

The rain awakens…

We must sleep with open

optics,

Nosotros must dream with our easily,

We dream agile dreams of a river

Seeking its course, of the sunday dreaming its worlds,

We must dream aloud,

We must sing

Till the song puts forth

roots, trunk, branches,

We must find the lost

word,

Recollect what the claret,

the tides, the globe,

and the torso say,

And return to the bespeak of departure…

CONSIDER THE LILLIES

Consider the lilies of the field,

How they grow, how they abound.

Consider the birds in the sky,

How they fly, how they fly.

He dress the lilies of the field.

He feeds the birds in the sky.

And He will feed those who trust Him,

And guide them with His center.

Consider the sheep of His fold,

How they follow where He leads.

Though the path may wind across the mountains,

He knows the meadows where they feed.

He clothes the lilies of the field.

He feeds the birds in the heaven,

And He will feed those who trust Him,

And guide them with His heart.

Consider the sweet, tender children

Who must suffer on this earth.

The pains of all of them He carried

From the twenty-four hours of His birth.

He clothes the lilies of the field,

He feeds the lambs in His fold,

And He will heal those who trust Him,

And make their hearts equally gold.

He clothes the lilies of the field,

He feeds the lambs in His fold,

And He will heal those who trust Him,

And make their hearts as gold.

GLORIFY

Glorify the Lord!

Glorify Him!

Glorify glorify Him,

His praise will always exist on my lips.

Allow us exalt His proper name,

We will sing together, today.

Glorify glorify Yahweh,

Glorify Him with me, praise His name.

Permit us exalt His proper noun,

Exalt His name on high with all our strength.

So glorify glorify and praise His name, holy name.

My soul will avowal in the Lord my God.

My soul volition boast in the Savior.

My soul will always sing and shout.

Let the afflicted hear and rejoice.

Extol the Lord at all times;

His praise will always exist on my lips.

Gorify His name.

Glorify glorify Him on high,

Glorify Yahweh, praise His proper name.

Glorify His great proper name with all our forcefulness.

Glorify and praise His proper name.

Extol Him at all times.

I will extol Him at all times.

My soul will boast in the Lord, my God.

My soul volition boast in Emanuel.

My soul volition boast in righteousness.

Let them hear and rejoice in His name.

Glorify His proper name!

GLORIA (MY SAVIOR LIVES)

Sing O my middle,
Sing thy rejoicing,
Morn has dawned
And will stretch along her wing.
No more the night
Holds thee his captive
Jesus is risen, my Saviour and male monarch.

I'll sing Gloria,
Glory to the Lord.
Gloria, glory for the life he doth bring.
Gloria, gloria gloria
Gloria for my Saviour lives.

Why dost thou weep?
What is thy longing?
Why art thou cast downwards and turned from the light?
Lift up your eyes,
Wait for the morning.
Look for the darkness is only the nighttime.
And sing gloria,
Glory to the Lord,
Gloria, glory for the life he doth bring.
Gloria, gloria, gloria,
Gloria for my Saviour lives.

State of israel rejoice,
Sing all creation
Jesus is risen with risen with life in His wings.
Enhance upwardly your voice (raise up your phonation)
(Sing our salvation)
Sing o ye, now more than conquerers,
Through Him our king.
Sing we gloria (gloria)
(Gloria, glory to the Lord)
For the life He doth give,
O Sing gloria, gloria
Gloria for my Saviour lives.

Gloria, gloria, gloria
Gloria for my Saviour lives

THE SPIRIT OF GOD LIKE A Burn IS Burning

The Spirit of God like a fire is called-for!

The latter-day celebrity begins to come up forth;

The visions and blessings of erstwhile are returning,

And angels are coming to visit the earth.

CHORUS

We'll sing and we'll shout with the armies of sky,

Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!

Let glory to them in the highest be given,

Henceforth and forever, Amen and amen!

The Lord is extending the Saints' understanding,

Restoring their judges and all every bit at kickoff.

The knowledge and power of God are expanding;

The veil o'er the earth is beginning to burst.

Nosotros'll call in our solemn assemblies in spirit,

To spread along the kingdom of heaven abroad,

That nosotros through our faith may brainstorm to inherit

The visions and blessings and glories of God.

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