God is building up his people
A holy nation, a royal priesthood
A people chosen by God
To do his mighty will on earth

Jesus is interceding
for his precious little flock
He's loving us, and leading us
On the path that we should take

The holy spirit is drawing us
Before the throne of grace
To feel Gods love and mercy
To strengthen us for the fight

We are a mighty army
with the trinity by our side
We are called victorious
By the testimony of our mouths

We are the overcomers
No longer living in fear
We will stand against the foe
And our faith will be our shield

Above the clouds, in paradise
Angels watching over me.
Able to protect us as we go
About our daily tasks.
Announcing good news of the birth
A king is born today.
And he die to set us free
Atoned for ever more.

A babbling stream, a peaceful lane
These are the things that I enjoy
As I walk on a summers day
With a warm gentle breeze upon my face

A cottage in a field, with swirling smoke
A family sitting round ready to eat
Rich chicken soup and freshly baked bread
Then five little children all snug in their bed

A flitting bird upon the nest
Protecting her brood from unknown harm
A cow chewing cud all gentle and calm
Then sheep and one dog in one accord

Oh what a beautiful land we have
If we would take the time to see
Instead of rushing through the day
Let’s sit for a while and take it all in

My presence is there in the praises of my people
MY presence is there when my children pray
My fullness is there when lives are submitted
My leading is there when you draw near

My face will shine in the midst of the darkness
My hand shall guide you always
My eyes shall look upon my people
My ears will hear their every prayer

My power will fall upon the church
I will lead you forward In power and might
Touch that heart that was closed from me
And I will show you how to show my love

I will open there eyes to see the truth
I will open their heart to receive my love
I will open their ears to hear the good news
I will open their mouths so my word will go fourth

Praise releases the fathers love
Praise lifts your heart up to my throne
Praise begins when a heart is true
And the mind is focused on me
I will through you plant my tree
When all my people bend their knee

Words mean little without my power
Actions mean little without my love
Praise means little without your heart
Prayer  means little without your faith

When they buried me in the dark, I was frightened.
I didn’t like the taste of earth.
And I was so thirsty.
Some people are no good with plants,
Even the hardiest shrubs
Wither and wilt in their careless hands.
You aren’t one of them.
When no-one else could see,
You took such good care of me.
Water, warmth and love.
These are my needs, but I had no voice
With which to ask; without you
I would have remained inert
A lost life, in the dirt.
See now, how I blossom?
Just a shoot, but I will astound them all
With my beauty, in time.
Thank you for caring for me,
Thank you for helping me to grow.