VERSE 1
Take the world, but give me Jesus,
All it’s joys are but a name;
For His love abideth ever,
through eternal years the same
VERSE 2
Take the world but give me Jesus,
Sweetest comforts of my soul;
With my Savior watching over me,
I can sing though billows roll
VERSE 3
Take the world by give me Jesus,
Let me view His constant smile;
Then throughout this life’s long journey,
He will lead me all the while
VERSE 4
Take the world, but give me Jesus.
In His cross my trust shall be,
Till, with clearer, brighter vision,
Face to face my Lord I see!
CHORUS
Take the world, but give me Jesus! (repeat 4x)
BRIDGE
Oh, the height and depth of mercy!
Oh the length and breadth of love!
Oh, the fullness of redemption
Oh the Pledge of endless life above! (repeat 2x)
44 - Take The World But Give Me Jesus
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VERSE 1 Our guilt was placed securely on His shoulders Our lives are sown in sin, O the price is high! His body bloodied and his Name reviled It was for us, though God, He bled and died! CHORUS All my sin and shame Went to the Lamb that was slain; And all His righteousness has come to me! His grace so great and free Given to all who will believe; Come all who thirst and drink, drink freely! VERSE 2 The wrath of God is coming for the wicked Where can we hide from His Holy sight? We run unto the Lamb that’s slain for safety He drank the cup to make us reconciled! BRIDGE We’re so wicked That He had to die Yet, so loved that He was willing to give up his life
49 - Ye That Pass By
VERSE 1 All ye that pass by, to Jesus draw nigh: To you is it nothing that Jesus should die? Our ransom and peace, Our surety He is: Come, see if there ever was sorrow like His. CHORUS 1 For what we have done His blood must atone: The Father hath punished for us His dear Son. VERSE 2 He dies to atone for sins not His own; Your debt He hath paid, and your work He hath done. Ye all may receive the peace He did leave, Who made intercession, “My Father, forgive!” (CHORUS 2) CHORUS 2 For what we have done His blood must atone: The Father hath punished for us His dear Son. The Lord, in the day of His anger, did lay Your sins on the Lamb, and He bore them away. BRIDGE His death is my plea; my Advocate see, And hear the blood speak that hath answered for me. My ransom He was when He bled on the cross; And losing His life He hath carried my cause. (CHORUS 1)
48 - When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
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.