When mournful thoughts assail us
Where has our courage fled?
Have restless sin and raging
hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
Have we forgot the glorious name
That formed the and sea and land?
Can His all-creating Word e’re fail?
And who can stay his hand?
Almighty Lamb! The Great I Am!
Slain before the
foundations of the world were laid
Almighty Lamb! The Great I AM!
Standing as the worthy one arisen from the dead!
There is power in the blood of
the almighty Lamb
He lifts up His frail children
with his almighty hand
Treasures of everlasting might
In our God and Savior dwell;
He gives the conquest to the
weak And treads their foes to hell.
Almighty Lamb! The Great I Am!
Slain before the
foundations of the world were laid
Almighty Lamb! The Great I AM!
Standing as the worthy one arisen from the dead!
There is power in the blood of
the Almighty Lamb
He lifts up His frail children
with his almighty hand
Treasures of everlasting might
In our God and Savior dwell;
He gives the conquest to the
weak And treads their foes to hell.
Isa. 40:27-30
After Isaac Watts
Anthony Foster
June 4, 2018
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