THREE WORD HYMN TITLES
ONWARD ___________ ___________
ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS
_________________________
Glory to the new-born King,
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconcil'd.
Hark the Herald Angels Sing
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
the emblem of suffering and shame;
and I love that old cross where the dearest and best
for a world of lost sinners was slain.
The Old Rugged Cross
Take _____________ to be _____________
time, holy
Jesus, _____________ of My Soul
Lover
HOLY _________ _______________
HOLY HOLY HOLY
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness.
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders of His love.
Joy to the World
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 and ten thousand beside.
Great is Thy Faithfulness
Be Thou My ______________
Vision
I Know that My ______________ Lives
Redeemer
________ ___________ NOEL
THE FIRST NOEL
Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And take us to heaven, to live with Thee there.
Away in a Manger
O Lord my God When I in awesome wonder Consider all the works Thy hands have made, I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy pow'r throughout The universe displayed!
How Great Thou Art
When the Roll is Called Up _____________
Yonder
O For A _______________ Tongues to Sing
Thousand
__________ OF AGES
ROCK OF AGES
Down in a lowly manger
The humble Christ was born;
And God sent us salvation
That bless-ed Christmas morn.
Go Tell It On the Mountain
Down at the cross where my Savior died,
down where for cleansing from sin I cried,
there to my heart was the blood applied.
Glory to His name!
Glory to His Name
Jesus ___________ It All
Paid
A Mighty _____________ is our God
Fortress
IN THE ____________
IN THE GARDEN
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation;
Sing, all ye citizens of heav'n above!
Glory to God, all glory in the highest;
Sweet hour of prayer
Sweet hour of prayer
That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known
In seasons of distress and grief
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter's snare
By Thy return, sweet hour of prayer
Sweet Hour of Prayer
Marching to ____________
Zion
Come Thou Fount of Every ____________
Blessing