“Wherefore if any man is in Christ, he is a new creature, the old things are passed away; behold, they have become new.”
“Almighty God, grant that all who have been reborn into the fellowship of Christ’s body may show forth in their lives what they profess by their faith, and lay aside all malice and wickedness, to serve Him in pureness of living, and truth.” All this we ask in your most precious name, and let all the peoples say, amen.
Lord, may all who continually seek you with all their heart, be found by you.
“Rejoice, rejoice, O Christians, lift up your voice and sing, eternal hallelujahs, to Jesus Christ the King! The Hope of all who seek Him, the Help of all who find, none other is so loving, so good and kind. He lives, salvation to impart! You ask me how I know He lives? He lives within my heart.” Oh, praise the Lord!
Oh, the joys of Eastertide. For the 50 days of Lent, let us all who serve the risen and ascended Lord, say, ‘He is risen, the Lord is risen indeed, Hallelujah!’.
“I serve a risen Savior, He’s in the world today. I know that He is living, whatever men may say. I see His hand of mercy; I hear His voice of cheer; and just the time I need Him, He’s always near. He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today! He walks with me and talks with me along life’s narrow way. He lives, He lives, salvation to impart! You ask me how I know He lives. He lives within my heart.” Oh, praise the Lord!
“Lifted up was He to die. ‘It is finished’ was his cry. Now in heaven exalted high. Hallelujah! What a Savior!” We too who have suffered a while, will one day be lifted up. Keep the faith!
“When He comes, our glorious King, to His kingdom us to bring, then anew this song we’ll sing. Hallelujah! what a Savior!” I want to see Jesus in his heavenly kingdom! So, Lord, prepare to be a sanctuary, pure and holy, tried and true, with thanksgiving, I’ll be a living sanctuary for you.
“When I survey the wond’rous cross, on which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride.”
“Jesus paid it all, all to Him I owe; sin had left a crimson stain, but He washed it white as snow.” Thank you, Lord!
“Man of Sorrows,” What a name, for the Son of God who came! Ruined sinners to reclaim! Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Bearing shame and scoffing rude, in my place condemned He stood. Sealed my pardon with His blood. Hallelujah! what a Savior! Guilty, vile, and helpless, we, spotless Lamb of God was He. Full redemption—can it be? Hallelujah! what a Savior! What a Savior, who has done so much for us. Give him the glory!
The right hand of the Lord has triumphed! The right hand of the Lord is exalted! This is the Lord’s doing and it is marvelous in our eyes. Psalm 118
“O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. He has triumphed over death and the grave. The grave could hold him. Jesus Christ triumphed over death through His resurrection. He died and rose again on the third day, never to die again.” To God be the glory, great things he has done!”
“Jesus Christ is risen today. Alleluia! Our triumphant holy day. Alleluia! Who did once upon the cross. Alleluia! Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!” Thank you, Lord!
“Hymns of praise then let us sing. Alleluia! Unto Christ, our heavenly king. Alleluia! Who endured the cross and grave. Alleluia! Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia! But the pains which He endured. Alleluia! Our salvation have procured. Alleluia! Now above the sky He’s king. Alleluia! Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!” Oh, the joys of Eastertide! Just loving the season.
“The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad; the Passover of gladness the Passover of God. From death to life eternal, from earth unto the sky, our Christ hath brought us over, with hymns of victory.”
“Now let the heavens be joyful! Let Earth her song begin! Let the round world keep triumph, and all that is therein! Let all things seen and unseen their notes in gladness blend, for Christ the Lord hath risen, our joy that hath no end.”
“Alleluia! The strife is o’er, the battle done; the victory of life is won; the song of triumph has begun. Alleluia! The powers of death have done their worst, but Christ their legions hath dispersed: let shouts of holy joy outburst. Alleluia!”
“The three sad days have quickly sped; he rises glorious from the dead, all glory to our risen Head! Alleluia! He closed the yawning gates of hell; the bars from heaven’s high portals fell, let hymns of praise his triumphs tell. Alleluia! Lord, by the stripes which wounded thee, from death’s dread sting thy servants free, that we may live and sing to thee. Alleluia!”