CityLight Church Service - April 5, 2020

Great Are You Lord You give life, You are love You bring light to the darkness You give hope, You restore Every heart that is broken Great are You, Lord It's Your breath in our lungs So we pour out our praise We pour out our praise It's Your breath in our lungs So we pour out our praise To You only You give life, You are love You bring light to the darkness You give hope, You restore Every heart that is broken Great are You, Lord It's Your breath in our lungs So we pour out our praise We pour out our praise It's Your breath in our lungs So we pour out our praise To You only [x2] All the earth will shout Your praise Our hearts will cry These bones will sing Great are You, Lord [x3] It's Your breath in our lungs So we pour out our praise We pour out our praise It's Your breath in our lungs So we pour out our praise To You only [x2] There is a Fountain VERSE 1 There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains Lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains VERSE 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away VERSE 3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its pow’r Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more VERSE 4 E’er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die VERSE 5 When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy pow’r to save It is Well When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul. Refrain: It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. Refrain: It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!— My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! Refrain: It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul. Refrain: It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul.