Chords for Our Master

Drink!

1
Seek ye the Lord all ye people,
Turn to Him while He is near,
Let the wicked forsake his own way,
And call on Him while He may hear.
Ho, everyone who is thirsty,
Come to the waters of life,
Come and drink of the milk and the wine,
Come without money and price.
 
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And there is peace like a river,
And glory divine,
If you’ll come to the water,
If you’ll taste of His wine,
There is love ever flowing,
And joy ever full,
And there’s life everlasting
For us all.

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For you shall go out in joy,
And be led forth in peace.
The mountains and hills before you shall sing,
And the trees of the fields clap their hands.
Instead of the thorns shall come cypress,
And myrtle replace every brier,
And it shall be to remember the Lord,
And everlasting sign.

Peace Like a River

PSALM 61: 1-4 (w/ Middle Sales)

Rev 1:17-20

Phil 1:3-6

Prov 4:18/Dan 12:3/Matt 13:43

Christ Only Always

What Made You, Lord, To Die For Me

Rev 4:2 (a media prisa:)

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Let us Comford Forward

John 14:27 (original)

Life Is God The Father

1. Jesus Lord, I’m captured by Thy beauty,
All my heart to Thee I open wide;
Now set free from all religious duty,
Only let me in Thyself abide.
As I’m gazing here upon Thy glory,
Fill my heart with radiancy divine;
Saturate me, Lord, I now implore Thee,
Mingle now Thy Spirit, Lord, with mine.
2. Shining One—how clear the sky above me!
Son of Man, I see Thee on the throne!
Holy One, the flames of God consume me,
Till my being glows with Thee alone.
Lord, when first I saw Thee in Thy splendor,
All self-love and glory sank in shame;
Now my heart its love and praises render,
Tasting all the sweetness of Thy name.
3. Precious Lord, my flask of alabaster
Gladly now I break in love for Thee;
I anoint Thy head, Beloved Master;
Lord, behold, I’ve saved the best for Thee.
Dearest Lord, I waste myself upon Thee;
Loving Thee, I’m deeply satisfied.
Love outpoured from hidden depths within me,
Costly oil, dear Lord, I would provide.
4. My Beloved, come on spices’ mountain;
How I yearn to see Thee face to face.
Drink, dear Lord, from my heart’s flowing fountain,
Till I rest fore’er in Thine embrace.
Not alone, O Lord, do I adore Thee,
But with all the saints as Thy dear Bride;
Quickly come, our love is waiting for Thee;
Jesus Lord, Thou wilt be satisfied.

PSALM 61: 1-4 (w/ Middle Sales)

Shanye Crawford

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