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Angels We have Heard on High

Traditional French Melody
Translated by James Chadwick 1862
[Key: Db]

Verse 1
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o’er the plain
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strain
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

Verse 2
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be?
Which inspire your heavenly songs?
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

Verse 3
Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ Whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ, the Lord, the newborn King.
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

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Angels We Have Heard On High

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023

Verse 1
D 
Angels we have  
A7 
heard on  
D 
high
D 
Sweetly singing  
A7 
o’er the  
D 
plains
D 
 
Bm 
And the mountains  
A7 
in 
 
rep
D 
ly
D 
Echoing their  
A7 
joyous 
 
 
D 
strains.
Chorus
D 
Glo–
B7 
Em 
A7 
D 
G 
A 
–ria,
D 
in 
 
 
A 
ex
D 
cel
G 
sis 
 
 
D 
De–
A 
o,
D 
Glo–
B7 
Em 
A7 
D 
G 
A 
–ria,
D 
in 
 
 
A 
ex
D 
cel
G 
sis 
 
 
D 
De–
A 
o.
Verse 2
D 
Shepherds, 
 
 
A7 
why this jubi
D 
lee?
D 
Why your  
A7 
joyful strains  
D 
prolong?
D 
 
Bm 
Say what may the  
A7 
tiding
D 
 
be,
D 
Which inspire  
A7 
your 
 
hea
D 
v’nly 
 
song?

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I Need Thee Every Hour

Annie S. Hawks and Robert Lowry
[Key: Eb]

Verse 1
I need Thee every hour,
Most gracious Lord
No tender voice like Thine
Can peace afford

Chorus
I need Thee, O I need Thee,
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee!

Verse 2
I need Thee every hour,
Stay Thou near by;
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh.

Chorus
I need Thee, O I need Thee,
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee!

Verse 3
I need Thee every hour,
In joy, or pain;
Come quickly and abide
Or life is vain.

Chorus
I need Thee, O I need Thee,
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee!

Verse 4
I need Thee every hour,
Teach me Thy will;
Thy promises so rich
In me fulfill.

Chorus
I need Thee, O I need Thee,
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee!

Verse 5
I need Thee every hour,
Most Holy One,
O make me Thine indeed,
Thou Blessed Son!

Chorus
I need Thee, O I need Thee,
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee!

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I Need Thee Every Hour

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023

Verse 1
 
I  
G 
need Thee every hour, most gra
C 
cious 
 
 
G 
Lord;
 
No  
D7 
tender voice like  
G 
Thine can  
A7 
peace 
 
af
D7 
ford.
Chorus
 
I  
G 
need Thee, O I  
D7 
need 
 
Thee;
 
Every hour I  
G 
need 
 
Thee;
 
O b
C 
less me now, my  
G 
Saviour,
 
I come  
D7 
to 
 
 
G 
Thee.
Verse 2
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby;
Temptations lose their power when Thou art nigh.
Verse 3
I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is in vain.
Verse 4
I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises in me fulfill.
Verse 5
I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;
O make me Thine indeed, Thou bless’d Son.

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When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Isaac Watts, 1707

Verse 1
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Verse 2
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

Verse 3
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Verse 4
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

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When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023

Verse 1
 
When  
D 
 
 
A 
sur
D 
vey the won
G 
drous 
 
 
D 
cross
 
On which  
Dmaj7 
the 
 
 
G 
Prince 
 
 
D 
of 
 
 
A7 
glo
D 
ry 
 
 
Asus4 
di
A 
ed,
 
My rich
E 
est 
 
 
A 
gain 
 
 
A7 
 
 
D 
count 
 
 
E7 
but 
 
 
Asus4 
loss
A 
,
D 
And 
 
 
Em 
pour 
 
 
D 
con
Em 
tempt 
 
 
D 
on 
 
 
G 
all 
 
 
A7 
my 
 
 
D 
pride.
Verse 2
 
For
D 
bid 
 
 
A 
it, 
 
 
D 
Lord, that I  
G 
should 
 
 
D 
boast,
 
Save in  
Dmaj7 
the 
 
 
G 
death 
 
 
D 
of 
 
 
A7 
Christ 
 
 
D 
my 
 
 
Asus4 
God!
 
All the  
E 
vain 
 
 
A 
things 
 
 
A7 
that 
 
 
D 
charm 
 
 
E7 
me 
 
 
Asus4 
most,
D 
 
 
Em 
sac
D 
ri
Em 
fice 
 
 
D 
them 
 
 
G 
to 
 
 
A7 
His 
 
 
D 
blood.
Verse 3
 
See  
D 
from 
 
 
A 
His 
 
 
D 
head, His hands,  
G 
His 
 
 
D 
feet,
 
Sorrow  
Dmaj7 
and 
 
 
G 
love 
 
 
D 
flow 
 
 
A7 
min
D 
gled 
 
 
Asus4 
down
A 
!
 
Did e’er  
E 
such 
 
 
A 
love 
 
 
A7 
and 
 
 
D 
sor
E7 
row 
 
 
Asus4 
meet
A 
,
D 
Or 
 
 
Em 
thorns 
 
 
D 
com
Em 
pose 
 
 
D 
so 
 
 
G 
rich 
 
 
A7 
 
 
D 
crown?
Verse 4
 
His  
D 
dy
A 
ing 
 
 
D 
crimson, like  
G 
 
 
D 
robe,
 
Spreads o’er  
Dmaj7 
His 
 
 
G 
bo
D 
dy 
 
 
A7 
on 
 
 
D 
the 
 
 
Asus4 
tree
A 
;
 
Then I  
E 
am 
 
 
A 
dead 
 
 
A7 
to 
 
 
D 
all 
 
 
E7 
the 
 
 
Asus4 
globe
A 
,
D 
And 
 
 
Em 
all 
 
 
D 
the 
 
 
Em 
globe 
 
 
D 
is 
 
 
G 
dead 
 
 
A7 
to 
 
 
D 
me.
Verse 5
 
Were  
D 
the 
 
 
A 
whole 
 
 
D 
realm of nat
G 
ure 
 
 
D 
mine,
 
That were  
Dmaj7 
an 
 
 
G 
offe
D 
ring 
 
 
A7 
far 
 
 
D 
too 
 
 
Asus4 
small
A 
;
 
Love so  
E 
am
A 
a
A7 
zing, 
 
 
D 
so 
 
 
E7 
di
Asus4 
vine
A 
,
D 
De
Em 
mands 
 
 
D 
my 
 
 
Em 
soul, 
 
 
D 
my 
 
 
G 
life, 
 
 
A7 
my 
 
 
D 
all.
Verse 6
 
To  
D 
Christ, 
 
 
A 
who 
 
 
D 
won for sin
G 
ners 
 
 
D 
grace
 
By bit
Dmaj7 
ter 
 
 
G 
grief 
 
 
D 
and 
 
 
A7 
an
D 
guish 
 
 
Asus4 
sore
A 
,
 
Be praise  
E 
from 
 
 
A 
all 
 
 
A7 
the 
 
 
D 
ran
E7 
somed 
 
 
Asus4 
race
A 
D 
For
Em 
e
D 
ver 
 
 
Em 
and 
 
 
D 
for
G 
e
A7 
ver
D 
more.

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There Is a Fountain

William Cowper, 1771
[Key: Db]

Verse 1
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.

Verse 2
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.
Washed all my sins away,
Washed all my sins away;
And there have I, though vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.

Verse 3
I do believe, I will believe,
That Jesus died for me!
That on the cross He shed His blood,
From sin to set me free.
From sin to set me free,
From sin to set me free;
That on the cross He shed His blood,
from sin to set me free.

Verse 4
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more,
Be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

Verse 5
E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
And shall be till I die,
And shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

Verse 6
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save.
I’ll sing Thy power to save,
I’ll sing Thy power to save,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save.

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There Is A Fountain

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023
Artist: William Cowper

Verse 1
C 
There is a fountain  
F 
filled with  
C 
blood drawn from Immanuel’s  
G 
veins.
 
And  
C 
sinners, plunged be
F 
neath that  
C 
flood, lose all their  
G 
guilty 
 
 
C 
stains.
 
Lose all their  
G 
guilty 
 
 
F 
stains
C 
, lose all their guilty  
G 
stains.
 
And  
C 
sinners, plunged be
F 
neath that f
C 
lood, lose all their  
G 
guilty 
 
 
C 
stains.
Verse 2
C 
The dying thief re
F 
joiced to  
C 
see that fountain in his  
G 
day.
 
And  
C 
there may I, though  
F 
vile as  
C 
he, wash all my  
G 
sins 
 
a
C 
way.
 
Wash all my  
G 
sins 
 
a
F 
way,
C 
wash all my sins a
G 
way.
 
And  
C 
there may I, thought
F 
vile as  
C 
he, wash all my  
G 
sins 
 
 
C 
away.
Verse 3
C 
Dear dying Lamb, Thy
F 
precious 
 
 
C 
blood shall never lose its  
G 
power.
 
Till  
C 
all the ransomed  
F 
Church of  
C 
God be saved, to  
G 
sin no  
C 
more.
 
Be saved to  
G 
sin 
 
no
F 
mor
C 
e, be saved to sin no  
G 
more.
 
Till  
C 
all the ransomed  
F 
Church of  
C 
God be saved, to  
G 
sin no  
C 
more.
Verse 4
C 
E’er since, by faith, I  
F 
saw the  
C 
stream Thy flowing wounds sup
G 
ply,
 
Re
C 
deeming love has  
F 
been my  
C 
theme, and shall be till I
G 
die.
 
And shall be
G 
till I  
F 
die,
C 
and shall be till I  
G 
die.
 
Re
C 
deeming love has  
F 
been my  
C 
theme, and shall be till I  
G 
die.

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Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Robert Robinson
[Key: B]

Verse 1
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the Mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love.

Verse 2
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His Precious Blood.

Verse 3
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Verse 4
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy Lovely Face;
Robed then in blood wash-ed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Gather with Your arms and carry
Me to joys of endless day.

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Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023
Artist: Robert Robinson

Verse 1
 
Come Thou  
D 
Fount of every  
A 
blessing
 
Tune my  
G 
heart to  
A 
sing Thy  
D 
grace;
 
Streams of  
D 
mercy, never  
A 
ceasing,
 
Call for  
G 
songs of  
A 
loudest 
 
 
D 
praise
 
Teach me  
D 
some 
 
 
A 
melo
G 
dious 
 
sonnet,
 
Sung by  
D 
flam
A 
ing 
 
 
G 
tongues 
 
ab
D 
ove.
 
Praise the  
D 
mount! I’m fixed up
A 
on 
 
it,
 
Mount of  
G 
God’s 
 
 
A 
unchanging 
 
 
D 
love.
Verse 2
 
Here I  
D 
raise my  
A 
Ebenezer;
 
Hither  
G 
by Thy help I’m  
D 
come;
 
And I  
D 
hope, by Thy good  
A 
pleasure,
 
Safely  
G 
to 
 
arrive
A 
at 
 
 
D 
home.
 
Jesus  
D 
sought 
 
 
A 
me 
 
 
G 
when a stranger,
 
Wandering  
D 
from the fold
A 
of 
 
God;
 
He, to  
D 
rescue me fro
A 
 
danger,
 
Interposed
G 
His 
 
 
A 
precious 
 
 
D 
blood.
Verse 3
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace now like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

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Blessed Be Your Name

Mark and Beth Redman, 2002
Based on the book of Job
[Key: G]

Verse 1
Blessed be Your Name
In the land that is plentiful
Where Your streams of abundance flow:
Blessed be Your Name!

Blessed be Your Name,
When I’m found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness:
Blessed be Your Name

Chorus
Every blessing You pour out
I’ll turn back to praise!
When the darkness closes in Lord,
Still I will say,
Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your Name!
Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your glorious Name!

Verse 2
Blessed be Your Name
When the sun’s shining down on me
When the world’s “all as it should be”
Blessed be Your Name!

Blessed be Your Name,
On the road marked with suffering
Though there’s pain in the offering:
Blessed be Your Name

Chorus
Every blessing You pour out
I’ll turn back to praise!
When the darkness closes in Lord,
Still I will say,
Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your Name!
Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your glorious Name!

Bridge
You give and take away,
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say Lord,
Blessed be Your Name!

You give and take away,
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, blessed be Your Name!

Verse 4
Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your Name!
Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your glorious Name!

Blessed be the Name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your Name!
Blessed be the Name of the Lord:
Blessed be Your glorious Name!

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Blessed Be Your Name

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023
Artist: Matt Redman & Beth Redman
Capo: 2

Verse 1
B2 
Blessed 
 
 
F# 
be Your name in the  
G#m 
land that is  
E2 
plentiful
 
Where Your  
B2 
streams of a
F# 
bundance flow Ble
E2 
ssed be Your name
B2 
And blessed  
F# 
be Your name when I’m  
G#m 
found in the desert
E2 
place
 
Though I  
B2 
walk through the  
F# 
wilderness 
 
Bles
E2 
sed be Your name
Chorus
B2 
Every blessing  
F# 
You pour out I’ll  
G#m 
turn back to  
E2 
praise
B2 
And when the darkness  
F# 
closes in Lord  
G#m 
Still I will  
E2 
say
 
Blessed be the  
B2 
name of the  
F# 
Lord 
 
 
G#m 
Blessed be Your  
E2 
name
 
Blessed be the  
B2 
name of the  
F# 
Lord Blessed be Your  
G#m 
glorious 
 
 
E2 
name
Verse 2
B2 
Blessed 
 
 
F# 
be Your name when the  
G#m 
sun’s shining  
E2 
down on me
 
When the  
B2 
world’s all as  
F# 
it should be Bl
E2 
essed be Your name
B2 
And blessed  
F# 
be Your name on the  
G#m 
road marked with  
E2 
suffering
 
Though there’s  
B2 
pain in the  
F# 
offering 
 
Blessed
E2 
be Your name
Bridge
 
You  
B2 
give and take a
F# 
way, You  
G#m 
give and take  
E2 
away
B2 
My heart will choose to  
F# 
say, 
 
 
G#m 
Blessed be Your
E2 
name

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Blessed Assurance

Fanny J. Crosby, 1873
[Key: A]

Verse 1
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long.

Verse 2
Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long.

Verse 3
Perfect submission, all is at rest
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long.

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Blessed Assurance

Version 1.0, 6/3/2023

Verse 1
C 
Blessed assurance,  
F 
Jesus is  
C 
mine!
C 
O what a foret
G 
aste of g
D 
lory 
 
divi
G 
ne!
 
H
C 
eir of salvation, p
F