THIS MUST BE THE PLACE

 Words & Music by Cary Schmidt and Steve Amerson

Arranged by Bruce Greer

Souls on the street addicted to sin but selling themselves to survive;

Not understanding the hope they could find in a place where God's love is alive. 

They doubt that they could meet the standards necessary

and fear that they find judgment rather than sanctuary.

This must be a place where the broken heart can mend.

This must be a place where the outcast finds a friend.

For we cannot lift the fallen if our hand still holds a stone and their sin that 

seems so great to us is no greater than our own.

There must be a point where shame meets grace and this must be the place.

Neighbor next door keeps the house looking good, 

but the home is collapsing within.

Pressures of life pull a fam'ly apart, and temptations' destruction begins.

They doubt the church could have the answers necessary, and 

fear they find rejection rather than a sanctuary.

This must be a place where the broken heart can mend.

This must be a place where the outcast finds a friend.

For we cannot lift the fallen if our hand still holds a stone and their sin that 

seems so great to us is no greater than our own.

There must be a point where shame meets grace and this must be the place.

The arms of God reaching out to bring them in to a place where 

they can find His love, regardless of their sin.

This must be a place where the broken heart can mend.

This must be a place where the outcast finds a friend.

For we cannot lift the fallen if our hand still holds a stone and their sin that 

seems so great to us is no greater than our own.

There must be a point where shame meets grace and this must be the place.

This must be the place. This must be the place.

A FAR PLACE IN MEMORY OF MARK BUNTAIN, MISSIONARY TO INDIA

 IN MEMORY OF MARK BUNTAIN, MISSIONARY TO INDIA

Words & Music by Nate Carter

How will they know unless we go to the far place.

A simple touch could mean so much in the far place

Where empty hands and hungry eyes tell the truth.

With no disguise (disguise) that a world cries out for love in the far place.

If we lend  a helping hand like the water to dry land

they can know God's love and grace in the far place.

They cry to eat and beg for meat in the far place.

They must be fed the Living bread in the far place.

Where empty hands and hungry eyes tell the truth.

With no disguise (disguise) that a world cries out for love in the far place.

If we lend lend a helping hand like the water to dry land

(Oo dry land)

they can know God's love and grace in the far place.

The need is great. It's not too late for the far place.

Our choice to give will help them live in the far place

where wounded sounded souls and broken lives.

Need the truth with no disguise (need the truth with no disguise)

We must go and share God's love in the far place.

If we lend  a helping hand like the water to dry land.

they can know God's love and grace in the far place.

If we lend  a helping hand like the water to dry land.

they can know God's love and grace in the far place.

GRACE FLOWS DOWN WITH I'M AMAZED AND CAN IT BE?

 Words and Music by David Bell, Louie Giglio and Rod Pageant

Arranged by David T. Clydesdale

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,

Amazing love, now flowing down from hands and feet that are nailed to the tree,

as grace flows down and covers me.

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound.

Amazing love, now flowing down from hands and feet that are nailed to the tree, 

as grace flows down and covers me.

It covers me, (Amazing grace how sweet the sound)

It covers me, (that saved a wretch like me!)

It covers me,(I once was lost, but now am found, 

It covers me,(was blind but now I see)

Who am I that you'd bless me so?

I stand in awe of all your wondrous deeds. 

You've dealt with me sop graciously.

I'm amazed at all You've done for me.

Who am I that You'd bless me so?

I stand in awe of all your wondrous deeds. 

You've dealt with me sop graciously.

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,

Amazing love, now flowing down from hands and feet that are nailed to the tree,

as grace flows down and covers me.

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound.

Amazing love, now flowing down from hands and feet that are nailed to the tree, 

as grace flows down and covers me.

It covers me, (Amazing grace how sweet the sound)

It covers me, (that saved a wretch like me!)

It covers me,(I once was lost, but now am found, 

It covers me,(was blind but now I see)

Amazing love! how can it be that Thou my God should' est die for me.

FOR THE SAKE OF THE GOSPEL

 Words and Music by Rebecca J. Peck and Logan Peck 

Through the power of  Your Spirit, You called us to the cross,

Where Your precious blood redeemed us when our hopeless souls were lost.

You have saved us to be servants who share the light of truth.

With a world who needs a Savior and the glorious good news

For the sake of the Gospel, purify your church

As we carry the message all throughout the earth.

Let each heart be surrounded to pray, obey and go

For the sake of the Gospel, for your glory alone.

Saving faith will come by hearing, and hearing by the word.

So we'll preach to ev'ry nation 'till the day that You return.

Seeking first your holy kingdom, may we lift Your banner high. (Ooo)

And take up our  cross to follow as Your name is magnified. ( Magnified)

For the sake of the Gospel, purify your church

As we carry the message all throughout the earth.

Let each heart be surrounded to pray, obey and go

For the sake of the Gospel, for your glory alone.

By Your strength, by Your grace, we'll lay down our lives

And proclaim Jesus saves, no matter what the price.

For the sake of the Gospel, purify your church

As we carry the message all throughout the earth.

Let each heart be surrounded to pray, obey and go

For the sake of the Gospel, for your glory alone.

For the sake of the Gospel, for your glory alone.

IT'S THROUGH THE BLOOD

 Arranged by Dale Lieser

When I think of heaven and all the sights I'll see,

the walls of jasper, gates of pearl the clear and golden streets

Why should I be present? Why should I enter in,

after all the sinful living and the wicked one I've been?

In the presence of Jehovah, as I stand before the throne

The accuser of the brethren starts to read the things I've done.

As I hear the awful charges the question fills my mind;

Why should I not be put in hell, to suffer for all time?

It's through the blood that's all I have to plea.

It's through the blood that Jesus shed for me.

Not my works of my own righteousness,

for filthy rags are they;

But because of that old rugged tree hanging on dark Calvary.

This is my only plea: It's through the blood.

When I'm walking through the valley, and I feel there's no way out,

When the winds of sorrow that threaten me and they turn my world around;

That's when I turn to Jesus, and the price He paid for me

I can lift my hand in praise to Him and shout the victory.

It's through the blood that Jesus shed for me.

Not my works of my own righteousness,

for filthy rags are they;

But because of that old rugged tree hanging on dark Calvary.

This is my only plea: It's through the blood.

But because of that old rugged tree, Hanging on the Calvary.

This is my only plea. IT'S THROUGH THE BLOOD.

https://youtu.be/OqFpGufEl14

ALL WE NEED -TURN YOUR EYES UPON JESUS-

 Words and Music by Phil Barfoot & Rebecca J. Peck

Arranged by Cliff Duren

There's an emptiness around, we can see it everywhere;

Weary souls are broken and blinded by despair.

In the hearts of God's children, in the wounded and the weak,

We look to find our purpose, in the hope of Calvary.

All we need is the pow'r of God to fall fresh once more;

To change us and to fill us with a passion for the Lord.

In our churches, in our homes it must be God and God alone.

Who satisfies our longing for peace. He is all we need.

The search to find contentment is never satisfied

In the things this world offers that will fade away with time.

Now more than ever we must return to our first love.

                  (oooooooohh...)

And seek first His kingdom with our eyes fixed above.

All we need is the pow'r of God to fall fresh once more;

To change us and to fill us with a passion for the Lord.

In our churches, in our homes it must be God and God alone.

Who satisfies our longing for peace. He is all we need.

Turn your eyes upon Jesus; Look full in HIs wonderful face,

And the things of  earth will grow strangely dim

In the light of His glory and grace.

All we need is the pow'r of God to fall fresh once more;

To change us and to fill us with a passion for the Lord.

In our churches, in our homes it must be God and God alone.

Who satisfies our longing for peace. He is all we need.

HE IS ALL WE NEED.

https://youtu.be/JArIL_r1IMs

I FOUND IT ALL Words and Music by Michael Wayne Huan

 I thought it might be in my name, a shining legacy;

I though it might be in a goal for success to follow me.

I thought it might be in a plan to sail across the sea.

But I didn't find what I really need.

I found it all when I lost everything and gave my life to serve a risen King;

I found the truth that I'd been searching for, I found it all, when I found the Lord.

I'm letting go of all my ways that I think are best for me,

I'm laying down on my ideas of what I think my life should be;

I'm leaving everything I am right at Jesus feet,

For it's here I find everything I need.

I found it all when I lost everything and gave my life to serve a risen King;

I found the truth that I'd been searching for, I found it all, when I found the Lord.

I found it all when I lost everything and gave my life to serve a risen King;

I found the truth that I'd been searching for, I found it all, when I found the Lord.

I found the truth  that I'd been searching, I found the Lord.

I found it all.

https://youtu.be/Xx-Y4DdYwN0