As the deer pants for the water
As the deer pants for the waters
So my soul longs for you
You oh Lord are my hearts desire
And I long to worship you
You alone are my strength my shield
To you alone may my spirit yield
You alone are my hearts desire
And I long to worship you
El Shaddai
El Shaddai, El Shaddai,
El Elyonna Adonai,
age to age you're still the same,
by the power of the name.
El Shaddai, El Shaddai,
erkamkana Adonai,
we will praise and lift you high,
El Shaddai.Through your love and through the ram,
you saved the son of Abraham,
through the power of your hand
you turned the sea into dry land.
To the outcast on her knees
you were the God who really sees,
and by your might you set your children free.El Shaddai, El Shaddai,
El Elyonna Adonai,
age to age you're still the same,
by the power of the name.
El Shaddai, El Shaddai,
erkamkana Adonai,
we will praise and lift you high,
El Shaddai.Through the years you made it clear
that the time of Christ was near,
though the people couldn't see
what Messiah ought to be.
Though your Word contained the plan,
they just could not understand,
your most awesome work was done in the frailty of your Son.
El Shaddai, El Shaddai,
El Elyonna Adonai,
age to age you're still the same,
by the power of the name.
El Shaddai, El Shaddai,
erkamkana Adonai,
we will praise and lift you high,
El Shaddai. X2
Old rugged Cross
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suffering and shame
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slainSo I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crownOh that old rugged cross so despised by the world
Has a woundrous attraction for me
For the dear lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark CalvarySo I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crownIn that old rugged cross stained with blood so divine
A wonderous beauty I see
For t'was on that old cross Yah'shuah suffered and died
To pardon and sanctify meSo I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crownTo the old rugged cross I would ever be true
Its shame and reproach gladly bear
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away
Where His glory forever I'll shareSo I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown
Pilgrim
He who would valiant be
'gainst all disaster
Let him in constancy
Follow the Master
There's no discouragement
Shouldst make him once relent
His first awoved intent
To be a pilgrim
