1. Praise the Lord, God sent His Son,
Hallelujah!
And salvation’s work was done,
Glory to God!
God Himself became a man,
So that we might live in Him.
 	That’s why I call on Him,
I give my all to Him.

2. For us He was crucified,
Hallelujah!
For the many, one Man died,
Glory to God!
One grain fell into the earth,
Many grains to bring to birth.

3. He arose in victory,
Hallelujah!
From the grave, triumphantly,
Glory to God!
Now in resurrection He
As the Spirit lives in me.

4. Call on Him from deep within,
Hallelujah!
Just by calling, He comes in,
Glory to God!
Once you call upon His name,
Nevermore you’ll be the same.
 	We all must call on Him,
We give our all to Him.

Praise The Lord, God Sent His Son

Howard Higashi What About My Sinful Past Hymn Church Life Lo

Christ Our High Priest

1 All thy griefs by Him are ordered,
  Needful is each one for thee;
All thy tears by Him are counted,
  One too much there cannot be;
And if while they fall so quickly
  Thou canst own His way is right,
Then each bitter tear of anguish
  Precious is in Jesus’ sight.

2 Far too well thy Savior loves thee
  To allow thy life to be
One long, calm, unbroken summer—
  One unruffled, stormless sea;
He would have thee fondly nestling
  Closer to His loving breast,
He would have that day seem brighter
  When alone is perfect rest.

all thy griefs (hymn 676, new tune) | with EC

Consecrated One

Lord, May Thy Blood Now Cleanse Me (Hymn 280)

Why Do You Struggle (cover)

[Us]
Beneath this mask—the smile I wear—
Which tells the world that I’m okay,
That I am strong and nothing in
My life can drag me down today,
Beneath this mask hides loneliness, 
And questions: what is life all for?
And worries and anxieties 
Like rain from heaven, pour and pour

[Christ]
“Why do you struggle on your own?
Just come to Me, pour out and call, 
The feeling of your weaknesses
I’m touched with—yet I conquered all.
As Spirit in your spirit I’m
Contactable, available
I’ll make more home within your heart, 
And heal by life your turbid soul.”

[Us]
Beneath this mask—the smile I wear—
I am a child longing for 
A home where I feel safe and loved,
A people I can call my own,
Beneath this mask—a cry for help,
I’m drifting on a stormy sea,
I’m tossed about from wave to wave,
With no direction how to be.

[Christ]
“Why do you struggle on your own?
I’ll be your Good Samaritan, 
I’ll pour the oil and the wine,
I’ll lead you to your home, the inn,
The household of the faith is where, 
Your turbid soul will find true rest,
And I too find My resting place,
My Body, where I’m manifest.”


From: https://on.soundcloud.com/Z6KHA1PqUJJ67wM4A

Why Do You Struggle?

A heartfelt folk ballad that builds with warmth and hope. “I Believe in Love” reflects the simple truths that guide us — kindness, justice, joy, and the power of connection. Written and performed by Abigail Markley, this song reminds us that love is stronger than hate, and we are all created equally.

I Believe in Love.mp3

Towards the end of the school year (2016), the students recorded some  hymns for the full-timers on our campus. 


Lord Jesus You're Lovely

Matthew 6:6

DON’T ALLOW ME

1. Lord, I would not be satisfied
	Until I’ve got Your best;
    Your perfect will for my life
	A choice that I should make;

Chorus: 
	Don’t allow me to linger
	And settle on the less;
	Don’t allow me to choose by myself
	While You have prepared the best.

2. Lord, I’m not clear about Your way
	I’m prone to go astray;
	Without Your light and leading,
	I can’t go on this way.

3. Don’t give me choice between Your will
	and my interference;
	Still dwelling on the outward life
	And natural preference.

4. With all my personal desires
	Incline my heart to You;
	How could I live a joyful life
	If it’s apart from You?

5. Direct my steps on life’s journey
	Lord, lead me every day;
	When reaching on the crossroad paths
	Don’t let me choose my way.

6. All longings deep within my heart
	Lord, do fill every part;
	Make me just satisfied in You
	And never will depart.

Dont Allow Me To Choose(Instrumental)

Psalms 40:3
“Then He put a new song in my mouth, a praise to our God.”

Why Do You Struggle?

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