Category: Jesus Christ

Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o’er the plains, And the mountains in reply

Jesus Christ I think upon Your sacrifice You became nothing, poured out to death Many times

Your name Your name is victory All praise Will rise to Christ our king

Shame is a prison as cruel as a grave Shame is a robber and he’s come

The ground began to shake The stone was rolled away His perfect love could not be

Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth

Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow No other fount I know

When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died My richest gain