Worship From The Threshing Floor

Upon the hill on Calvary, He came from Heaven's throne. Our fallenness and mercy meet Where blood and water flow. What grace divine what selflessness, That Christ would bear the weight. Our proof is scarred on hands that bled That we were worth every nail. And all the praise and glory to God, We sing Hallelujah sing Hallelujah. For the King has carried the cross, He is risen from the grave. Beyond the tomb to holy skies He rose in victory. And bridged for us the great divide, His life is our liberty. It's Your love, It's Your love, It's Your love That has saved me. It's Your blood, It's Your blood, It's Your blood That has claimed me. IT'S YOUR LOVE, HILLSONG

I love you, Lord, and I lift my voice To wo rship You, oh my soul rejoice Take joy, my King, in what You hear Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear ’I Love You, Lord’ by Laurie Brendemuehl (sitting on the floor, nursing my wriggling toddler…)

*singing as the Spirit leads*

Be still my heart and know, You are God alone Stop thinking so much, And just let go Be still my soul and rest, Humbly I confess In my weakness, Your strength is perfect For You alone are God, There will be no other And You have won my heart, more than any other So I will give it all, ‘Cause You gave it all for me “Bless the Lord,” Oh my soul cries out All that is within me praise “Bless the Lord,” Oh my soul cries out All that is within me praise BE STILL, BETHEL MUSIC

I am guilty Ashamed of what I've done, what I've become These hands are dirty I dare not lift them up to the Holy One You plead my cause, you right my wrongs You break my chains, you overcome You gave your life, to give me mine You say that I am free How can it be? How can it be? I've been hiding Afraid I've let you down Inside I doubt, that you could love me But in your eyes, there's only grace now HOW CAN IT BE, LAUREN DAIGLE