Purified by Fire

As His sacrifice, living
Must be holy, and pure
For we dare not present
If defiled, and impure.

Our Master Craftsman

Our Master Craftsman ceases not
With skillful hands of love
To weave our lives, to that of Christ
Sat glorified above.

Our Great Physician

By His stripes, we are healed
Jesus’ death, on the Cross
Now delivered from judgment
He paid the full cost.

Our Great God

How great is our God
Our triumphant King
Let all heaven shout
His praises loud sing.

Our Father

So be not downcast
Our heavenly Father above
Ever faithfully outpours
His unchanging love.

None Other is Worthy

Stepping down out of heaven
To redeem fallen sinners
Those helpless and hopeless
Turns losers, to winners.

Look at the Birds

If God, feeds the birds
Then, O how much more
He values our lives
Rich blessings, in store.

Learn to Wait

So, wait and be patient
Not hasty and restless
Come sit at His feet
Allow God speak, and bless.

Learn to Rest

Just a word, from the Master
Turns a tempest, to be still
Daily rest, in God’s Hand
Seeking, ever His will.

Lay All on the Altar

Offer all, at His altar
Our bodies, He purchased
As living sacrifices, holy
Well pleasing… our service.