Peter Honfor

Verse 1 All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful  voice; Him serve with mirth, His praise  forthtell; Come ye before Him and rejoice. Verse 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make; We are His flock,  he doth us feed And for […]

Verse 1 Sweet is the work, My God,  my King To praise Thy name, give thanks  and sing; To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night    Verse 2 Sweet is day of sacred rest,  No mortal cares disturb my breast, O may my heart in tune be

Verse 1 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Verse 2 Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure: Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. Verse 3 Before the hills in order

Verse 1 The King of love my Shepherd  is, Whose goodness faileth never, I nothing lack if I am His, And He is mine for ever. Verse 2 Where streams of living water flow My ransomed soul He leadeth, And where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. Verse 3 Perverse and foolish of

Verse 1 From all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator’s praise arise: Hallelujah! Let the Redeemer’s Name be sung Thro’ ev’ry land in ev’ry tongue  Hallelujah! Verse 2 Eternal are, Thy mercies Lord: Eternal truth attends Thy word: Hallelujah! Thy praise shall sound from shore  to shore  Till suns shall rise and set

Verse 1 How lovely is Thy dwelling place, O Lord of hosts, to me! The tabernacles of Thy grace  How pleasant, Lord they be! Verse 2 My thirsty soul longs vehemently, Yea faints, Thy courts to see: My very heart and flesh cry out, O living God for Thee. Verse 3 Behold, the sparrow findeth

Verse 1 Pleasant are Thy courts above In the land of light and love; Pleasant are Thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. Oh. my spirit longs and faints. For the converse of Thy saints, For the brightness of Thy face, For Thy fulness, God of grace! Verse 2 Happy birds that

Verse 1 The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want, He makes me down to lie  In pastures green, He leadeth me The quiet waters by.   Verse 2 My soul He doth restore again; And me to walk doth make  Within the paths of righteousness. E’en for His own name’s sake.   Verse 3 Yea

Verse 1 JESUS, let Thy splendour  Like a mantle fall,  On this waiting spirit, Whilst I yield Thee all; Clothe me with Thy beauty, Bathe me in Thy will, And with life triumphant  All my nature fill.   Fellowship with Jesus  This is victory; They who own His Lordship Know true liberty,   Verse 2

Verse 1 THERE is a place of quiet rest, Near to the heart of God. A place where sin cannot molest, Near to the heart of God. O Jesus, blest Redeemer  Sent  front the heart of God. Hold us, who wait before Thee, Near to the heart of God.   Verse 2 There is a