The extraordinary, Kingly grace, Celestial love in endless space, Tender kindness, ceaseless, pure, From Jesus Christ, our Savior sure— No earthly bond, though dear and true, Can match the friendship we pursue. For Christ, the ultimate friend, outshines, All others with His love divine.
O bless the Lord, my soul, arise, Forget not His benefits, so wise!
When the righteous are in authority, the people rejoice!
Proverbs 29:2 (KJV)
When the redeemed, made righteous, see, Acts of justice, fair and free, Righteousness in truth displayed, Hope-filled joy is brightly swayed— Ecstatic, vivacious, bold delight, A Biblical rapture in our sight! Bless the Lord, O my soul, proclaim, Forget not His benefits, His name!
And ye are complete in him, which is the head of all principality and power:
Colossians 2:10 (KJV)
Complete in Jesus Christ our Lord we stand, A truth like diamonds, fragrant, pure, and grand. A rose of doctrine, radiant and sweet, With mercy, grace, and love in full replete.
His glory fills our hearts with holy fire, A gift to guide us as the day inspires. Through every step, His light our way adorns, A Christ-given journey where hope is born.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, sing His fame, Forget not His benefits, praise His name!
No greater honor can we claim, Nor privilege shines with brighter flame, Than this: redeemed, we bear His mind, Christ’s thoughts in us, so pure, refined.
Through grace and knowledge, day by day, In Bible study, prayer’s sweet sway, We grow in Christ, our Lord, our Guide, His will with ours becomes allied.
Oh, praise our Savior, Lord of might, For benefits that gleam so bright! Miraculous, ceaseless, ever near, His love transforms us year by year!
O what glad and joyous greetings rise, When in prayer we seek our Savior’s face, To speak, to ponder, plead beneath His skies, To grieve, repent, and bask in boundless grace. To worship, learn His holy, tender ways, To dwell within His presence, unmatched, divine— O what jubilant welcome crowns our days, When Christ, our Lord, bids us to intertwine! A privilege rare, a blessing deep and sweet, This joy of prayer, where mortal meets the King, In fellowship with Him, our hearts replete, His glorious love makes every soul take wing.
As heels kiss earth and toes caress the sod, Each step resounds, a rhythm pure and free, May every stride proclaim, by grace of God, A soul unbound, as sin has lost its plea. This dance of feet, a song of radiant praise, Joy’s anthem swells, victorious and bright, A ceaseless revelry through all our days, In Christ’s redemption, stepping into light.
But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ, (by grace ye are saved;) and hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly places in Christ Jesus: that in the ages to come he might shew the exceeding riches of his grace in his kindness toward us through Christ Jesus. For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: not of works, lest any man should boast. For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.
Ephesians 2:4-11 (KJV)
A marvelous mercy, unending, divine, Majestic flows from Christ, our Savior-King, His tender streams, a boundless, sacred vine, O’erflow where faith and penitence take wing. No scheming tide, no hidden will restrains, But lavish love pours forth in boundless grace, Forgiveness gleams through mercy’s sweet refrains, Irrevocable once His gift we trace.
To Jesus run, El Rachum, Mercy’s Name, Compassion’s God, whose heart redeems the lost, His gentle gaze ignites salvation’s flame, A glow that crowns the soul at mercy’s cost. By this alone—His love, His truth, His care— We step into His royal realm of light, A kingdom vast, eternal, rich, and rare, Where grace enthrones the humble in His sight.
Let all reborn in spirit’s holy birth, Revel beneath His mercy seat sublime, An imperial throne of splendor on this earth, Where He adores, welcomes, through endless time. His mercy falls, a shield, a victor’s song, Our comfort weaves through every fleeting breath, Triumph and strength where weary hearts belong, In Christ, the Word, who conquers sin and death.
What Savior this, who justifies our plea, Sanctifies, atones, with Heaven’s golden key, King of Kings, whose mercy sets us free, Our Lord of Lords, our joy eternally!
Each soul claimed for Jesus Christ, our Lord, Strikes a fatal wound to darkness’ reign, A piercing blow, the enemy abhorred, Falls broken ‘neath the Savior’s holy gain. Let passion blaze to throng Heaven’s gate, The gospel’s trumpet sound through every land, Christ’s name exalted ere the hour grows late, As prophecy unfurls by God’s own hand.
Maranatha! O Lord, in swiftness come! Till then, as royal heralds of Your throne, We wield the faith that renders evil numb, Bold voices raised where hope and joy have grown. Victorious, we stand, Your ambassadors true, Proclaiming light, our triumph’s ceaseless call, For every heart won makes Heaven anew, Till Jesus reigns, the King above it all.
May the treasure that stirs our soul’s delight, Be the wealth we lavish in the skies, A gleaming hoard beyond all earthly sight, Stored rich in Heaven where true bounty lies. Let this alone—our eternal gain— Mark the measure of our fleeting days, Our hearts aligned to Christ’s unending reign, The only prize worth all our earthly praise.
May every sacred word, a gleaming gem, Like molten silver poured from Heaven’s forge, Or golden flames that dance on seraphim, Leap from the Bible’s hallowed, boundless gorge. May these seeds sink in earth, a fertile womb, Sprouting roses drenched in incense rare, Not jagged thorns, grim daggers of the tomb, But blossoms bold, perfuming sacred air.