This Week at Hope – A Throne Set in Heaven
Brothers and Sisters,
On Sunday, we return to our studies in Revelation for a look at the controlling factor of everything happening on earth. Simply, there is “a throne set in heaven.” (Rev 4:2). Chapters 4-5 show us the unseen back drop of all of history. What you see behind the curtain of history is an unadulterated beauty, an undisturbed glory, and an unvanquishable authority.
Don’t forget, Hope Family Camp on April 23/24!
FYI: the Carringtons will be with us May 17-June 9 to complete their U.S. citizenship.
O Worship the King
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50poZsuCTas)
Holy, Holy, Holy
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVnjxp6a1Hg)
There Is a Higher Throne
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wyIBJOnqexM)
Crown Him with Many Crowns
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=INo42lyvszY)
All Hail the Power (Diadem)
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgQ9ER-fdWQ)
O Worship the King
O worship the King, all glorious above
And gratefully sing His wonderful love
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days
Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise
Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air; it shines in the light
It streams from the hills; it descends to the plain
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain
Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail
Thy mercies how tender, how firm till the end!
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer and Friend!
All hail to the King! In splendor enthroned
Glad praises we bring, Thy wonders make known
Returning victorious, great conqueror of sin
King Jesus, all glorious, our vict’ry will win
Holy, Holy, Holy!
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be
Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see
Only Thou art holy – there is none beside Thee
Perfect in pow’r, in love, in purity
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth, and sky, and sea
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity
There Is a Higher Throne
There is a higher throne
Than all this world has known,
Where faithful ones from ev’ry tongue
Will one day come.
Before the Son we’ll stand,
Made faultless through the Lamb;
Believing hearts find promised grace—
Salvation comes.
Hear heaven’s voices sing;
Their thund’rous anthem rings
Through em’rald courts and sapphire skies.
Their praises rise.
All glory, wisdom, pow’r,
Strength, thanks, and honor are
To God our King, who reigns on high
Forevermore.
And there we’ll find our home,
Our life before the throne;
We’ll honor Him in perfect song
Where we belong.
He’ll wipe each tear-stained eye
As thirst and hunger die.
The Lamb becomes our Shepherd King;
We’ll reign with Him.
Crown Him with Many Crowns
Crown Him with many crowns
The Lamb upon His throne
Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns
All music but its own!
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of Him who died for thee
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Thro’ all eternity
Crown Him the Lord of Love!
Behold His hands and side –
Rich wounds, yet visible above
In beauty glorified
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou Hast died for me
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
Thro’out eternity
Crown Him the Lord of life!
Who triumphed o’er the grave
Who rose victorious in the strife
For those He came to save
His glories now we sing
Who died and rose on high
Who died eternal life to bring
And lives that death may die
Crown Him the Lord of Heav’n!
One with the Father known
One with the Spirit thro’ Him giv’n
From yonder glorious throne
To Thee be endless praise
For Thou for us hast died
Be Thou, O Lord, thro’ endless days
Adored and magnified
All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name – (Diadem)
All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ name!
Let angels prostrate fall
Let angels prostrate fall
Bring forth the royal diadem
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God
Who from His altar call;
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod,
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race
Ye ransomed from the fall
Ye ransomed from the fall
Hail Him who saves you by His grace
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
The wormwood and the gall,
Go spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Let every kindred, every tribe
On this terrestrial ball
On this terrestrial ball
To Him all majesty ascribe
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him Lord of all.
O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him Lord of all.