Zion Lutheran Church

“Alabare”

ZION MUSIC STUDENTS & DAVID GARCIA, ALL MAY SING “Alabare” arr. Jose Ruiz Ovalle

ref Alabaré alabaré alabaré a mi Señor.
Alabaré alabaré alabaré a mi Señor.

1s Juan vio el número de los redimidos,
y todos alababan al Señor:
unos oraban,
otros cantaban,
mas todos alababan al Señor. Estribillo

2s Todos unidos, alegres cantemos
gloria y alabanzas al Señor:
gloria al Padre,
gloria al Hijo,
y gloria al Espíritu de amor. Estribillo

3s Somos tu pueblo, Dios Padre eterno;
tú nos has creado por amor.
Te adoramos,
te bendecimos,
Y todos cantamos en tu honor. Estribillo

Text and tune: Manuel José Alonso; (sts. 1s–3s): José Pagán, 1916–2009
Text and tune: © 1979 Manuel José Alonso, José Pagán, and Ediciones Musical PAX, admin. OCP Publications. Used by permission: LSB Hymn License no. 110005077

“In Christ Alone”

1 In Christ alone my hope is found.
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my all in all,
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

2 In Christ alone—who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe.
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save.
Till on that cross, as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied;
For ev’ry sin on Him was laid.
Here in the death of Christ I live.

3 There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious day
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me.
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

4 No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the pow’r of Christ in me;
From life’s first cry to final breath,
Jesus com-mands my destiny.
No pow’r of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the pow’r of Christ I’ll stand.

Text: Stuart Townend, b. 1963; Keith Getty, b. 1974; Tune: Stuart Townend, b. 1963; Keith Getty, b. 1974; Text and tune: © 2002 Thankyou Music (PRS), admin. at CapitolCMGPublishing.com. Used by permission: ONE LICENSE no. A-738352

“Be Still My Soul”

1 Be still, my soul; the Lord is on your side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to your God to order and provide;
In ev’ry change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; your best, your heav’nly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

2 Be still, my soul; your God will undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Your hope, your confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

3 Be still, my soul; though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in this vale of tears;
Then you will better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe your sorrows and your fears.
Be still, my soul; your Jesus can repay
From His own fullness all He takes away.

4 Be still, my soul; the hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessèd we shall meet at last.

Text: Catharina Amalia Dorothea von Schlegel, 1697–1752; tr. Jane L. Borthwick, 1813–97, alt.; Tune: Jean Sibelius, 1865–1957, adapt.; Text and tune: Public domain

“He Will Hold Me Fast”

“He Will Hold Me Fast” by Ada Ruth Habershon, Matthew Merker

1 When I fear my faith will fail,
Christ will hold me fast;
When the tempter would prevail,
He will hold me fast.
I could never keep my hold
Through life’s fearful path;
For my love is often cold;
He must hold me fast. Refrain

ref He will hold me fast,
He will hold me fast;
For my Savior loves me so,
He will hold me fast.

2 Those He saves are His delight,
Christ will hold me fast;
Precious in His holy sight,
He will hold me fast.
He’ll not let my soul be lost;
His promises shall last;
Bought by Him at such a cost,
He will hold me fast. Refrain

3 For my life He bled and died,
Christ will hold me fast;
Justice has been satisfied;
He will hold me fast.
Raised with Him to endless life,
He will hold me fast
Till our faith is turned to sight,
When He comes at last!

Text (sts. 1, ref, 2): Ada Habershon, 1861–1918, alt.; (st. 3): Matt Merker, b. 1984; Tune: Matt Merker, b. 1984; Text and tune: © Getty Music Publishing and Matt Merker/BMI, admin. MusicServices.org. Used by permission: ONE LICENSE no. A-738352

“Now Thank We All Our God”

1 Now thank we all our God
    With hearts and hands and voices,
Who wondrous things has done,
    In whom His world rejoices;
Who from our mothers’ arms
    Has blest us on our way
With countless gifts of love
    And still is ours today.

2 Oh, may this bounteous God
    Through all our life be near us,
With ever joyful hearts
    And blessèd peace to cheer us
And keep us in His grace
    And guide us when perplexed
And free us from all ills
    In this world and the next!

D 3 All praise and thanks to God
    The Father now be given,
The Son, and Him who reigns
    With them in highest heaven,
The one eternal God,
    Whom earth and heav’n adore;
For thus it was, is now,
    And shall be evermore.

Text: Martin Rinckart, 1586–1649; tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1827–78, alt.; Tune: Johann Crüger, 1598–1662; Text and tune: Public domain

“Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho”

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
And the walls came tumblin’ down

You may talk about the men of Gideon
You may talk about the men of Saul
But there’re none like good old Joshua
At the battle of Jericho, Hallelujah

Text: Public domain

“The Call”

You called me, I answered.
Now I stand before You Lord
Your shepherd, Your servant.
Empowered to walk and spread Your Word

You led me, to be here.
To be Your voice You chose
Now send me and guide me
to tell the world from death You rose.

ref Here I stand before You – A humbled man am I
To spread the word “Christ crucified”. That tore the veil in two
Through Your resurrection – life began anew
Your love and Grace to save us. Now we are born in You

Before You is Your servant.
Your chosen all my days
Your Spirit is upon me.
Your Word I will ever praise

Appointed and anointed.
Your Word in Love revealed
Forgiving, renewing.
Through Bread and Wine we’re healed (refrain)

“Great is Thy Faithfulness”

1 Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father;
There is no shadow of turning with Thee.
Thou changest not: Thy compassions, they fail not;
As Thou hast been, Thou forever wilt be. Refrain

ref Great is Thy faithfulness! Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

2 Summer and winter and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love. Refrain

3 Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside! Refrain

Text: Thomas O. Chisholm, 1866–1960; Tune: William M. Runyan, 1870–1957; Text: Public domain; Tune: Public domain

“Because He Lives”

1 God sent His son, they called Him Jesus;
He came to love, heal and forgive;
He lived and died to buy my pardon,
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives!

2 How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he gives;
But greater still the calm assurance:
This child can face uncertain days because He Lives! (refrain)

3 And then one day, I’ll cross the river,
I’ll fight life’s final war with pain;
And then, as death gives way to victory,
I’ll see the lights of glory and I’ll know He lives! (refrain)

“O Sacred Head, Now Wounded”

1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
    With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
    With thorns, Thine only crown.
O sacred Head, what glory,
    What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
    I joy to call Thee mine.

2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
    Was all for sinners’ gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
    But Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
    ’Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
    And grant to me Thy grace.

3 What language shall I borrow
    To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow,
    Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever!
    And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never,
    Outlive my love for Thee.

4 Be Thou my consolation,
    My shield, when I must die;
Remind me of Thy passion
    When my last hour draws nigh.
Mine eyes shall then behold Thee,
    Upon Thy cross shall dwell,
My heart by faith enfold Thee.
    Who dieth thus dies well.

Text: attr. Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091–1153; German version, Paul Gerhardt, 1607–76; tr. The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941, alt.; Tune: Hans Leo Hassler, 1564–1612; Text: © 1941 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission: LSB Hymn License no. 110005077; Tune: Public domain