Lenten Lyrics

We are hosting the community-wide Lenten Prayer breakfast this morning at our church. It is exciting to get together with Christians from this region to sing, pray, hear the Word of God and fellowship at the table. I look forward to these gatherings. Our Praise team has chosen to use the following awesome hymns:

Are You Washed in the Blood

Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power?
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?
Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour?
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?

Are you washed in the blood,
In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless?
Are they white as snow
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?

Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin,
And be washed in the blood of the lamb;
There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean,
O be washed in the blood of the lamb!

At The Cross

Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For sinner such as I?

At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give my self away
’Tis all that I can do.

At the cross, at the cross Where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!

The Wondrous Cross

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ, my God
All the vain things that charm me most
A sacrifice, then to His blood

See, from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul
Demands my soul