Music Tribute

MY TRIBUTE
(Crouch)

How can I say thanks for the things You have done for me—
Things so undeserved, yet You give to prove your love for e?
The voices of a million angels could not express my gratitude—
All that I am, and ever hope to be,
I owe it all to Thee.

To God be the glory,
To God be the glory,
To God be the glory for the things He has done.
With His blood He has saved me,
With His power He has raised me,
To God be the glory for the things He has done.

Just let me live my life,
Let it be pleasing, Lord, to Thee.
And if I gain any praise,
Let it go to Calvary.
With His blood He has saved me,
With His power He has raised me,
To God be the glory for the things He has done.

WHEN IN OUR MUSIC GOD IS GLORIFIED
(Green/Moman)

When in our music God is glorified,
And adoration leaves no place for pride,
It is as though the whole creation cried:
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

How oft in making music we have found
A new dimension in the world of sound,
As worship moves us to a more profound
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

So has the church in liturgy and song,
In faith and love through centuries of wrong,
Borne witness to the truth in every tongue:
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

And did not Jesus sing a psalm that night,
When evil strove against the light?
Then let us sing, for whom He won the fight:
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

Let every instrument be tuned for praise,
Let all rejoice who have a voice to raise,
And may God give us faith to sing always:
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.