Hymns and otherwise

[Mr.Whit]

You laid aside your majesty gave up everything for me suffered at the hands of theose you had created
you took all my guilt and shame when you died and rose again
Now today you reign in heavan and Earth exalted
I really want to worship you my lord you have all my heart and I am yours forever and ever I will love you
you are the one who died for me gave your life to set me free and now I lift my voice to you in adoration

[Kris Doyle]

I like a lot of "hymns and otherwise." Some are:
Oh, How I love Jesus
Amazing Grace
The Blood Will Never Lose Its Power

The blood that Jesus shed for me,
Way back on mount Calvary,
The blood that gives me strength
From day to day,
It will never lose its power!

Chorus:
For it reaches to the highest mountain,
And it flows to the lowest valley! Oh!
The blood that gives me strength
From day to day,
It will never lose its power!

It soothes my doubts, and it calms my fears,
And that same blood dries all of my tears.
The blood that gives me strength
From day to day,
It will never lose its power!

(Repeat chorus.)

Blood-Bought Salvation
It's All in Him
On Christ, the Solid Rock, I Stand
Mercy Seat

I'm running,
I'm running,
I'm running to the Mercy Seat,
Where Jesus
Is calling!
His grace will be my covering!
His blood will
Flow freely.
It will provide my healing.
I'm running to the Mercy Seat!

I Can Only Imagine (I really love that one)
Alabaster Box

The room grew still
As she made her way to Jesus,
She stumbled through the tears that made her blind.
She felt such pain.
Some spoke in anger.
Heard folks whisper, "There's no room here for her kind."
Still on she came,
Through the shame that blushed her face,
Until at last she knelt before His feet.
And though she spoke no words,
Everything she said was heard,
As she poured her love for the Master
From her box of alabaster.

Chorus:
I come to pour my praise on Him like oil from Mary's alabaster box.
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears and I dry them with my hair.
You weren't there the night He found me,
You did not feel what I felt when He wrapped His loving arms all around me,
And you don't know the cost of the oil in my alabaster box.

I can't forget
The way life used to be.
I was a prisoner to the sins that had me bound.
I spent my days
Pouring my life without measure
Into a little treasure box I thought I'd found.
Until the day when Jesus came my way
And healed [filled?] my soul with the wonder of His touch!
So now I'm giving back to Him
All the praise He's worthy of.
I've been forgiven, and that's why
I love Him so much!

(Repeat chorus.)

There are a lot of others, too.

[querida]

Grace Like Rain and Blessed be Your Name