Heaven is a wonderful place, Filled with joy and grace,
I want to see my Saviour’s face, Heaven is a wonderful place.
Numbers
One, two, three, the Lord set me free,
Four, Five, six, He freely gave me this,
Seven, eight, nine, the joy and peace are mine,
One to ten, from evil I will run.
I Got Joy
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in the heart. Where ? (2)
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart so,
Glory to His name.
This Land Is My Land
This land is my land
This land is your land
From the Himalaya
Down to Kanyakumari,
From Mumbai city
To old Kolkata,
This land is made for you and me
Give me Oil
Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning,
Give me oil in my lamp, I pray
Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning,
Keep me burning till the break of day.
Singh Hosanna (3) to the King of Kings
Singh Hosanna (3) to the King of Kings
This Is The Day
This is the day, this is the day that the lord hath made (2)
We will rejoice (2) and be glad in Him(2)
This is the day that the Lord hath made
We will rejoice and be glad in Him
This is the day (2) that the Lord hath made
Thy Loving Kindness Is Better Than Life
Thy loving kindness is better than life
Thy loving kindness is better than life
My lips shall praise Thee
Thus will I bless Thee
Thy loving kindness is better than life.
I will lift my hands up Thy Name
I will lift my hands up upto Thy Name
My lips shall praise Thee
Thus will I bless Thee
Thy loving kindness is better than life.
Sing Unto The Lord A New Song
Sing unto the Lord a new song
Sing unto the Lord all the earth
Sing unto the Lord a new song
Sing unto the Lord all the earth
For Good is great, and greatly to be praised.
For Good is great, and greatly to be praised.
I will enter His gates
I will enter his gates with thanksgiving in my heart
Iwill enter His courts with praise
I will say this is the day that the Lord has made
I will rejoice for He has made me glad
He has made me glad; He has made me glad,
I will rejoice for He has made me glad
Have Thine Own Way Lord
Have Thine own way, Lord ! have Thine own way !
Thou art the potter, I am the clay,
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.
Have Thine own way, Lord ! have Thine own way !
Search me and try me, Master, today !
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow.