We are his kingdom, we are his bride For us he paid the price For us he bled and died We are his people, his treasured prize For us he conquered sin For he is risen With thankfulness we will sing Adopted, now we are his Chorus So we declare…
Church of God, elect and glorious, holy nation, chosen race; called as God’s own special people, royal priests and heirs of grace: know the purpose of your calling, show to all his mighty deeds; tell of love which knows no limits, grace which meets all human needs. God has called…
Come People of the Risen King, who delight to bring him praise; come all and tune your hearts to sing to the Morning Star of grace. From the shifting shadows of the earth we will lift our eyes to him, where steady arms of mercy reach to gather children in.…