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He's still the One He's still the One If I rise or when I fall He's still the One When the storms are raging 'round In Him my peace is found Jesus my all in all He's still the One

When night holds back the dawn And drought is all around ... Though storm clouds gather In you my peace is found Beyond uncertainty Grace bought liberty Draws me to your side Calvary's mystery.

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Perfection intersected time and dwelt among us; the empty time capsule bears testimony that He lives and still reaches out to you today.

By His Word Creation rose to greet Him By His Word A symphony at His command By His Word He set the world in motion By His Word The angels bow in song

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Let my actions be An extension of your thoughts Place in me a desire For you, Lord When I rise May your words Refine me for you Lord Let my actions be An extension of your thoughts

Go is our mandate and Lo is our promise. God is always in motion..every act is deliberate every word brings results. Because He is His word...He can't fail. He goes before His word to perform.

People will know when you sit at the feet of Jesus....some of the fragrance of the expensive perfume that Mary Magdalene poured on His feet will permeate the atmosphere around you.

You raise me before I stumble Reach out and hold me close See beyond my blurred lines Call me in my woes Hear me when storm clouds gather Turn your thoughts to me You knit me at creation Redeemed me on that tree

What is the reality of your now? What's God's reality for your next? Jer 29.11

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Faith flies in the face of a furnace and is underwritten by the covenant with El Elyon.

Grace is the investment Go is our mandate Lo is the promise Make disciples is the fruit There is grace for your Growth Responsible Accountable Challenges Equip

Lord, grace is your canvas Etched with calvary's blood Redemption your masterpiece Love like a flood Where can I run to? Where can I hide? Grace ever seeking Draws me to your side.

Purpose cries out at every contraction in the labour ward of possibility