CALL TO WORSHIP – 1 John 3:1-11

See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are. The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know him. 2 Beloved, we are God's children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears[a] we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is. 3 And everyone who thus hopes in him purifies himself as he is pure. 4 Everyone who makes a practice of sinning also practices lawlessness; sin is lawlessness. 5 You know that he appeared in order to take away sins, and in him there is no sin. 6 No one who abides in him keeps on sinning; no one who keeps on sinning has either seen him or known him. 7 Little children, let no one deceive you. Whoever practices righteousness is righteous, as he is righteous. 8 Whoever makes a practice of sinning is of the devil, for the devil has been sinning from the beginning. The reason the Son of God appeared was to destroy the works of the devil. 9 No one born of God makes a practice of sinning, for God's[b] seed abides in him; and he cannot keep on sinning, because he has been born of God. 10 By this it is evident who are the children of God, and who are the children of the devil: whoever does not practice righteousness is not of God, nor is the one who does not love his brother. 11 For this is the message that you have heard from the beginning, that we should love one another.

OPEN UP THE HEAVENS

We've waited for this day

We're gathered in Your Name

Calling out to You

Your glory like a fire awakening desire

Will burn our hearts with truth

You're the reason we're here

You're the reason we're singing

Open up the heavens we want to see You

Open up the floodgates a mighty river

Flowing from Your heart

Filling every part of our praise

Your presence in this place Your glory on our face

We're looking to the sky

Descending like a cloud You're standing with us now

Lord unveil our eyes

You're the reason we're here

You're the reason we're singing

Open up the heavens we want to see You

Open up the floodgates a mighty river

Flowing from Your heart

Filling every part of our praise

Show us show us Your glory

Show us show us Your power

Show us show us Your glory Lord

Oo oo oo oo

CREATE IN ME

Create in me a clean clean heart

Create in me a work of art

Create in me a miracle

Something real and something beautiful

You're not finished with me yet

By Your power I can change I can change

'Cause You're not finished with me yet

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oi

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh

JUST A CLOSER WALK WITH THEE

I am weak but Thou art strong

Jesus keep me from all wrong

I'll be satisfied as long

As I walk let me walk close to Thee

Just a closer walk with Thee

Grant it Jesus is my plea

Daily walking close to Thee

Let it be O Lord let it be

Thru this world of toil and snares

If I falter Lord who cares

Who with me my burden shares

None but Thee dear Lord none but Thee

Just a closer walk with Thee

Grant it Jesus is my plea

Daily walking close to Thee

Let it be O Lord let it be

When my feeble life is o'er

Time for me will bear no more

Guide me gently safely o'er

To Thy kingdom shore to Thy shore

CHANGE MY HEART OH GOD

Change my heart oh God

Make it ever true

Change my heart oh God

May I be like You

You are the potter

I am the clay

Mold me and make me

This is what I pray

BETTER THAN A HALLELUJAH

God loves a lullaby

In a mother's tears in the dead of night

Better than a hallelujah sometimes

God loves a drunkard's cry

The soldier's plea not to let him die

Better than a hallelujah sometimes

We pour out our miseries

God just hears a melody

Beautiful the mess we are

The honest cries of breaking hearts

Are better than a hallelujah

A woman holding on for life

A dying man giving up the fight

Are better than a hallelujah sometimes

Tears of shame for what's been done

The silence when the words won't come

Are better than a hallelujah sometimes

We pour out our miseries

God just hears a melody

Beautiful the mess we are

The honest cries of breaking hearts

Are better than a hallelujah

Better than a church bell ringing

Better than a choir singing out

Singing out

Better than a hallelujah sometimes

Better than a hallelujah

Better than a hallelujah sometimes

HAVE THINE OWN WAY

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

Come and have Thine own way

Wounded and weary help me I pray

Power all power surely is Thine

Touch me and heal me Savior divine