O Breath of life, come sweeping through us,
Revive Thy church with life and power;
O Breath of life, come, cleanse, renew us,
And fit Thy church to meet this hour.

O Wind of God, come bend us, break us,
Till humbly we confess our need;
Then in Thy tenderness remake us,
Revive, restore, for this we plead.

O Breath of love, come breathe within us,
Renewing thought and will and heart;
Come, Love of Christ, afresh to win us,
Revive Thy church in every part.

O Heart of Christ, once broken for us,
’Tis there we find our strength and rest;
Our broken, contrite hearts now solace,
And let Thy waiting church be blest.

Revive us, Lord! Is zeal abating
While harvest fields are vast and white?
Revive, us Lord, the world is waiting,
Equip Thy church to spread the light.

O Breath of Life (Hymn)

2020

Psalm 2 (6-21-20)

God of Israel's Faithful Three - Charles Wesley (1 &2), Jordan Fraker (3 & 4, Refrain)
God of Israel's faithful three, 
Who braved a tyrant's ire,
Nobly scorned to bow the knee, 
And walked unhurt in fire:
Breathe their faith into my breast;
Arm me in this fiery hour;
Stand, O Son of Man, confessed
In all Thy saving power!

Refrain:
For while Thou, my Lord, art nigh,
My soul disdains to fear;
Sin and Satan I defy,
Still impotently near;
Earth and hell their wars may wage;
Calm I mark their vain design,
Smile to see them idly rage
Against a child of Thine.

Unto Thee, my Help, my Hope,
My Safeguard and my Tower,
Confident I still look up,
And still receive Thy power:
All the alien's hosts I chase, 
Blast and scatter with mine eyes;
Satan comes, I turn my face, 
And, lo! The Tempter flies. 

Refrain:
For while Thou, my Lord, art nigh,
My soul disdains to fear;
Sin and Satan I defy,
Still impotently near;
Earth and hell their wars may wage;
Calm I mark their vain design,
Smile to see them idly rage
Against a child of Thine.

Sin in me,  the inbred foe, 
Awhile subsists in chains;
But Thou all Thy power shalt show, 
And slay its last remains:
Thou hast conquered my desire, 
Thou shalt quench it with Thy blood, 
Fill me with a purer fire, 
And make me all like God. 

Refrain:
For while Thou, my Lord, art nigh,
My soul disdains to fear;
Sin and Satan I defy,
Still impotently near;
Earth and hell their wars may wage;
Calm I mark their vain design,
Smile to see them idly rage
Against a child of Thine.

God of Israel's Faithful Three (5-31-20)

https://hymnsofthelastdays.com/songs/psalm-95/download

Psalm 95

(Martin Luther)

1. From the depths of woe I raise to Thee 
The voice of lamentation; 
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me 
And hear my supplication; 
If Thou iniquities dost mark, 
Our secret sins and misdeeds dark,

O who shall stand before Thee?(Who shall stand before Thee?) 
O who shall stand before Thee?(Who shall stand before Thee?)

2. To wash away the crimson stain, 
Grace, grace alone availeth; 
Our works, alas! Are all in vain; 
In much the best life faileth; 
No man can glory in Thy sight, 
All must alike confess Thy might,

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And live alone by mercy(Live alone by mercy) 
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And live alone by mercy(Live alone by mercy)

3. Therefore my trust is in the Lord, 
And not in mine own merit; 
On Him my soul shall rest, His word 
Upholds my fainting spirit; 
His promised mercy is my fort, 
My comfort and my sweet support;

I wait for it with patience(Wait for it with patience) 
I wait for it with patience(Wait for it with patience)

4. What though I wait the live-long night, 
And til the dawn appeareth, 
My heart still trusteth in His might; 
It doubteth not nor feareth; 
Do thus, O ye of Israels seed, 
Ye of the Spirit born indeed;

And wait til God appeareth(Wait til God appeareth) 
And wait til God appeareth(Wait til God appeareth)

5. Though great our sins and sore our woes 
His grace much more aboundeth; 
His helping love no limit knows, 
Our upmost need it soundeth. 
Our Shepherd good and true is He, 
Who will at last His Israel free

From all their sin and sorrow(All their sin and sorrow) 
From all their sin and sorrow(All their sin and sorrow)

Live Worship & Praise 2021

From the Depths of Woe

Psalm 84 (8-16-20)

Live Worship at The Church of Wells
Isaiah 46:4
Hosea 11:1
The Wilderness Song
Song of Solomon 8:6-8
The Wilderness Song:
The Wilderness
Draw me nearer,
To Thy side. 
I will follow —
All the way!
Where He leads me,
I will follow.
Refrain: 
Even though it be a wilderness,
I’l stil folow;
Al through this wilderness,
I’l come running to You;
Out of this wilderness,
I’l be seen leaning upon You!
Holy Spirit,
Have Thy way;
Purge and wash me —
Every stain!
Through the fire,
Make me white!
All that offends,
Burn away!
Every idol —
Cast it down!
A Jealous God,
Is Your name!
Your mighty hand,
And outstretched arm:
Fury poured out,
Under your rod —
O He has smitten,
He will bind!

A Burning Hearted Bride! Isa.46, Hos 11, The Wilderness, SoS 8

Deuteronomy 32 (Live 2-27-22) - Song of Moses

2021

Psalm 90

"THE MERCY SEAT" 

There is a place where judgment reigns,
And vengeance is poured forth the same,
Except the saints do intercede,
To make the Throne - The Mercy Seat!

When priests their office have ignored,
And the offering of the Lord abhorred,
His wrath provoked ‘gainst Israel be,
Plagues break forth from His Mercy Seat!

The desolations of our Land,
And Isr'el chastised by God’s own hand,
Must for our sins the reason be,
We must secure the Mercy Seat!

The Church far off was then brought near,
Aft’ God at Sinai made saints fear,
So when in mercy He descends
They would commune like friend-to-friend.

From peaks of Sinai’s flames so bold,
The thund’ring of His voice which rolled,
Lo then in Tabernacle dwelt -
The Throne where Mercy could be felt!

His Seat on Sinai gulfed with flames,
Exchanged for Seat which then, blood-stained,
Became thenceforth a Throne of Grace -
The ground Priest’s call The Holy Place!

Ah, whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed,
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suff'ring saints no mercy seat?

Like Cloud did lead amidst the sea,
Like Fire did make Egyptian flee,
So now I come expectantly
Of GLORY at The Mercy Seat!

The Ark which made the river heap,
Was ushered there by priestly feet,
That when their toes did touch the brim,
The Jordan saluted God with them!

From ev'ry stormy wind that blows,
From ev'ry swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;
'Tis found beneath the mercy seat!

Now Priests reborn the Gentiles make -
Christ’s righteousness as robes they take:
So with authority they wake,
A slumb’ring world for Jesus’ sake!

Like Egyptian host did take flight,
Like Jordan did stand-up upright,
All sin is conquered by more grace,
In the New Testament Holy Place!

Within the Oracle I am,
The place where God communes with man!
At last I now do understand:
My ears are filled with words and plans!

The Kingdom of God is at hand!
We priests and kings among Christ stand!
None here could dare the Throne withstand -
The GLORY shines on every man!

There, there on eagle wings we soar,
And time and sense seem all no more,
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
And GLORY crowns The Mercy Seat.

If I in priestly garments stand,
In pray’r to God with lifted hands,
I dare not ask for meager things,
But those which Heaven’s Angels sing!

If I before the Throne appear,
In Governmental cause brought near,
May I not then His Throne disgrace:
To ask and then distrust His Grace!

To me are promises to prove,
The scope of them I dare not move,
Nor shrink before the Throne one plea,
A Priest I am for God’s glory!

Within my heart I find thy plan:
Thy Government is near at-hand,
That when I with the trumpet blast,
God’s will right here is brought to pass!

With Priestly identity held fast
I know for me there’s no more wrath!
Enjoyed, invited, and adored,
I come fearlessly unto my LORD!

Of my commission I’m assured,
Grave matters which do bare the sword,
So when I feel the need to pray:
I stand for them which wrath doth slay!

As Priest ran with censer in hand,
It’s urgent to-pray for fallen man,
Stand-up oh Priest and save the soul,
For them God did appoint your role!

Or else upon Priests, God’s wrath falls,
By neglecting their Royal Call;
Through God own thy appointed task,
Ensure that mercy is stedfast!

O may my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This bounding heart in pain to beat,
If I forget The Mercy Seat!

Mercy Seat

MY GOAL IS GOD HIMSELF

My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace,
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
’Tis His to lead me there—not mine, but His—
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.

So faith bounds forward to its goal in God,
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.

No matter if the way be sometimes dark,
No matter though the cost be oft-times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark,
The way that leads to Him must needs be strait.

One thing I know, I cannot say Him nay;
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God my glory here, from day to day,
And in the glory there my great Reward.

MY GOAL IS GOD HIMSELF

The gates of hell will not prevail against Christ, and His church!

A+Mighty+Fortress+is+our+God

Jesus,+Lover+of+My+Soul

This song was sung in the Covenant Meeting of The Church of Wells on January 31, 2016

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Psalm 23 (Melodious Tune)

MORE HOLINESS GIVE ME!
(Lyrics added by The Church of Wells, sung to the tune of Yield Not to Temptation)

More holiness give me, more strivings within,
More patience in suffering, more sorrow for sin,
More faith in my Savior, more sense of His care,
More joy in His service, more purpose in prayer.

More gratitude give me, more trust in the Lord,
More zeal for His glory, more hope in His Word,
More tears for His sorrows, more pain at His grief,
More meekness in trial, more praise for relief.

More purity give me, more strength to overcome,
More freedom from earth-stains, more longings for home,
More fit for the kingdom, more useful I'd be,
More blessed and holy, more Savior like Thee.

More true understandings, more thoughts of His mind,
Less blindness of heart-eyes, till wisdom I find;
More pure meditations, more sights of His throne,
Less lukewarm like this age, till I'm "a burning one"!

More trust in His promise, more rest on His Word,
More taking of Canaan, more walking with God!
More than presently seen, much more you've purchased me,
More enlargement of heart, more reality!

More Holiness Give Me

O Lord Send a Revival

A Mighty Fortress is our God July 2017.wav

Once it Was the Blessing
Words by A.B. Simpson; Refrain by Anna Trudeau  Fmajor

Once it was the blessing,
Now it is the Lord;
Once it was the feeling,
Now it is His Word;
Once His gift I wanted,
Now, the Giver own;
Once I sought for healing,
Now Himself alone.
Refrain:
All of grace, no distrustful striving,
Self and pride forever shall cease.
As I yield to His purpose sure, I'm conformed,
Christ's likeness I shall see.
Once ’twas painful trying,
Now ’tis perfect trust;
Once a half salvation,
Now the uttermost;
Once ’twas ceaseless holding,
Now He holds me fast;
Once ’twas constant drifting,
Now my anchor’s cast.


Once ’twas busy planning,
Now ’tis trustful prayer;
Once ’twas anxious caring,
Now He has the care;
Once ’twas what I wanted,
Now what Jesus says;
Once ’twas constant asking,
Now ’tis ceaseless praise.

	Chord Progression:
1 4 1 5
	1 4 6m 5
	6m 4 1 5
1 4 6m 5…


	Chorus:
1 4 1 5
1 4 1 5
1 4 1 5
6m 4 1 5 

Once it was my working,
His it hence shall be;
Once I tried to use Him,
Now He uses me;
Once the pow’r I wanted,
Now the Mighty One;
Once for self I labored,
Now for Him alone.


Once I hoped in Jesus,
Now I know He’s mine;
Once my lamps were dying,
Now they brightly shine;
Once for death I waited,
Now His coming hail;
And my hopes are anchored
Safe within the veil.

2017

Once It Was The Blessing

For Zion Sake

Psalm 138 King James Version (KJV)
1 I will praise thee with my whole heart: before the gods will I sing praise unto thee.

2 I will worship toward thy holy temple, and praise thy name for thy lovingkindness and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy word above all thy name.

3 In the day when I cried thou answeredst me, and strengthenedst me with strength in my soul.

4 All the kings of the earth shall praise thee, O Lord, when they hear the words of thy mouth.

5 Yea, they shall sing in the ways of the Lord: for great is the glory of the Lord.

6 Though the Lord be high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly: but the proud he knoweth afar off.

7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.

8 The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.

Psalm 138

Congregational singing at The Church of Wells, tune given to Katie Wiegand.

Sunday Meeting

Exodus 15

Come Ye Souls By Sin Afflicted (Look to Jesus)

1. Come ye souls by, sin afflicted,
Bowed with fruitless, sorrow down;
By the broken- law convicted, 
Through the cross, behold the crown;
Look to Jesus; Look to Jesus; Look to Jesus; 
Mercy flows through Him alone. 

2. Take His easy, yoke and wear it;
Love will make your, obedience sweet;
Christ will give you, strength to bear it,
While His grace, shall guide your feet Safe to glory, Safe to glory, Safe to glory, 
Where His ransomed captives meet. 

3. Blessèd are the, eyes that see Him,
Blest the ears that, hear His voice;
Blessèd are the, souls that trust Him,
And in Him, alone rejoice;
His commandments, His commandments, His commandments 
Then become their happy choice. 

4. Sweet as home to, pilgrims weary,
Light to newly, opened eyes,
Like full springs in, deserts dreary,
Is the rest, the cross supplies;
All who taste it, All who taste it, All who taste it 
Shall to rest immortal rise.

2018

Come Ye Souls By Sin Afflicted

Song Of Solomon 8:6-7

No Turning Back

STIR THY FIRE - Jacob Gardner
(Worship at The Church of Wells)

Stir thy fire in our souls, 
O make us wholly thine; 
Raptured up where glory dwells: 
Let on us thy count'nance shine! 

Rend the heavens and come down, 
Shake all things with thy word, 
Break the mountains low to the ground, 
For thy Church awake thy sword! 

*REFRAIN:* 
"Until the day break, 
And the shadows flee away,  
I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, 
And to the hill of frankincense."
- Songs 4:6

We crave thy coming above all 
We desire nothing but thy face, O Lord; 
"O Stop at nothing," thy people call, 
As a mighty man to run thy race! 

*REFRAIN* 2x

With all our hearts ablaze, 
And every hand washed clean, 
We praise the God of sovereign grace, 
We lift the songs of the redeemed! 

*REFRAIN* 2x or more

Stir Thy Fire 🔥 7.30.17 Copy

No Blood No Altar Now

Lead Me To Calvary (Live 12-24-2017)

Psalm 15

It's All About You with prayer

Zephaniah 3:14-20

At Midnight I Will Arise - Mike Bailey (after a glorious restoration of faith! Sung in the Solemn Assembly at The Church of Wells, January 10 2021), followed by Song of Solomon 8:5-6

Thou burnest upon man
Thou turnest upon Him Thy Hand
And with rebukes, You make to consume His beauty 

Oh this way of transgressors was hard!
Left me wounded and wearied and marred 
But Your Ruhama re-made, this rebel You paid for on Calvary

Now coming forth as gold
Yes, I can clearly behold
To You my darkness was day 
And You had Your way in the whirlwind 

Though I wanted it to come
And I asked it of God from above,
But I didn’t expect 
To be made perfect in the valley

Ah, now, the wilderness!
Yes, It all makes perfect sense!
Taking this worm
This way to conform to Your image 

The clear shining after the rain 
Oh Your beauty after the pain 
Let my eyes see
That my greatest need is Your glory 

I tried to see You but wouldn’t die 
Now from the ashes I do arise 
And on Your wings
I can sing of Your healing

The light now shines on Your face 
And now I can fully embrace
Your judgments for, 
You’ve made me more than a conqueror 

Oh it never was just for me,
But for Your judgments and praise to be declared and seen
Spiritually fulfilled, as You’ve literally willed soon to be:

You had nothing of which You ought 
For Your people was taken away for naught 
Howling each day  
And causing Your name to be blasphemed 

So for jealousy over this whore 
How you stirred Yourself up for the war
First through, then upon
The Great Babylon for Your purpose 

In fury You all things consumed 
To take away former things revealing the new
The trip treacherous
‘Twas saving the best - what an ending! 


From understanding I fell 
And debased myself lower than hell
But You asserted Your right 
And thus made me white through sore trial 

But now is the time of the end
And for the help of Thy people I'll spend and be spent
With Your dead body rise 
I shall sing the demise of Great Babylon 
 
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At Midnight I will arise, and give thanks unto Thee;
Because of Thy righteous judgments,
Which have prevailed upon me

At Midnight I Will Arise with Song of Solomon 8 5-6 (Live 1-10-21)

Abide with Me
Henry F. Lyte & Jordan Fraker

Abide with me; fast falls the e-ven-tide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
Thou changest not, Lord, abide with me.

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;
But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come not to sojourn – abide with me.

Come Lord in terrors, as the King of kings,
‘Tis kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea—
Come, Friend of sinners, abide with me.

Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;
And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee,
On to the close, Lord, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, Lord – abide with me.

In this dark hour many have bowed down--
Those who watched not have, heard the musick sound
They seek a crown Lord, but crossless they would be
With Thee I'll stand, Lord, abide with me
 
They threaten torment and sure death to be
A fiery furnace, Thy foes do heat for me
We were not careful to answer them for Thee
Lift up Thy name, Lord, abide with me
 
Through fiery trials we most gladly go
count not our lives dear only by them show
The Son of Man enthroned in glory
Once we have spent, Lord, spend us for Thee

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, Lord, abide with me.

Abide With Me (12-27-20)

“Man of Sorrows,” what a name
For the Son of God who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim!
  Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood;
  Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless, we,
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
Full redemption—can it be?
  Hallelujah! what a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die,
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in heaven exalted high;
  Hallelujah! what a Savior!

When He comes, our glorious King,
To His kingdom us to bring,
Then anew this song we’ll sing
  Hallelujah! what a Savior!




Man of Sorrows, What a Name (Hymn)

The King of love my Shepherd is,
Whose goodness faileth never,
I nothing lack if I am His
And He is mine forever.

Where streams of living water flow
My ransomed soul He leadeth,
And where the verdant pastures grow,
With food celestial feedeth.

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
But yet in love He sought me,
And on His shoulder gently laid,
And home, rejoicing, brought me.

In death’s dark vale I fear no ill
With Thee, dear Lord, beside me;
Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
Thy cross before to guide me.

Thou spread’st a table in my sight;
Thy unction grace bestoweth;
And O what transport of delight
From Thy pure chalice floweth!

And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forever.

Preethi Moses Mercy David

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