It was my cross You bore
So I could live in the freedom You died for
And now my life is Yours
And I will sing of Your goodness forevermore

Worthy is Your name Jesus
You deserve the praise; worthy is Your name
Worthy is Your name Jesus
You deserve the praise; worthy is Your name

And now my shame is gone
I stand amazed in Your love—undeniable
Your grace goes on and on
And I will sing of Your goodness forevermore

Be exalted now in the heavens
As Your glory fills this place
You alone deserve our praise
You’re the name above all names

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

Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I’m 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

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, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above

Oh, that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face
Clothed then in blood-washed linen,
How I’ll sing Thy wondrous grace
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away
Send Thine angels now to carry,
Me to realms of endless day

Arise, my soul, arise! Shake off your guilty fears
The bleeding Sacrifice on my behalf appears

Before the throne my Surety stands
Before the throne my Surety stands
My name is written on his hands

He ever lives above for me to intercede
His all-redeeming love, his precious blood to plead

His blood atoned for every race
His blood atoned for every race
And sprinkles now the throne of grace

O my soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ
Your Great High Priest, your spotless Sacrifice
O my soul, arise! God owns you as his child
Shake off your guilty fears, my soul, arise

Five bleeding wounds he bears, received on Calvary
They pour effectual prayers, they strongly plead for me

“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry
“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry
“Don’t let that ransomed sinner die!”

My God is reconciled; his pard’ning voice I hear
He owns me as His child; I can no longer fear

With confidence I now draw nigh
With confidence I now draw nigh
And “Father, Abba, Father,” cry!

Worthy Is The Lamb

Drew Morgan

Then I saw in the right hand of the one seated on the throne a scroll with writing on both sides, sealed with seven seals. 2 I also saw a mighty angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?” 3 But no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth was able to open the scroll or even to look in it. 4 I wept and wept because no one was found worthy to open the scroll or even to look in it. 5 Then one of the elders said to me, “Do not weep. Look, the Lion from the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has conquered so that he is able to open the scroll and its seven seals.”

6 Then I saw one like a slaughtered lamb standing in the midst of the throne and the four living creatures and among the elders. He had seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven spirits of God sent into all the earth. 7 He went and took the scroll out of the right hand of the one seated on the throne.

Revelation 5:1–7

The Three Acts of Revelation 5

1. Watching and Weeping
2. Behold and Be Comforted
3. Rejoicing and Reigning

Let every creature rise and bring
Their grateful praises to our King
Angels descend with songs again
And Earth repeats a loud Amen

Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen
I found my life
I found my life in Him
Amen, Amen

Peace like a river from His throne
Will flow to nations yet unknown
His word a light where all hope is dim
And all tribes unite to cry “Amen”