Peter Honfor

Verse 1 Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears; The bleeding sacrifice In my behalf appears; Before the throne my surety stands, My name is written on His hands. Verse 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede; His, all redeeming love, His precious blood to plead; His blood atoned for all […]

Verse 1 God is gone up high, With a triumphant noise; The clarions of the sky Proclaim th’ angelic joys! Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King.   Verse 2 God in the flesh below, For us He reigns above: Let all the nations know Our Jesus conq’ring love! Join

Verse 1 See the Conqueror mounts in triumph. See the King in royal state Riding on the clouds His chariot To His heav’nly palace gate; Hark! the choirs of angel voices Joyful hallelujahs sing, And the portals high are lifted  To receive their heav’nly King Verse 2 Who is this that comes in glory, With

Verse 1 Golden harps are sounding  Angel voices ring, Pearly gates are open’d Opened for the King; Jesus, King of glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up triumph To His throne above.     All His work is ended, Joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended; Glory to our King   Verse 2 He who

Verse 1 The golden gates, are lifted up, The doors are opened wide, The of Glory is gone in Unto His Father’s side. Verse 2 Thou art gone up before us Lord, To make for us a place. That we may be where now Thou art [art, And look upon God’s face. Verse 3 And

Verse 1 Rejoice, the Lord is king! Your Lord, and king adore; Mortals give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore; Lift up your heart, lift up your [voice, Rejoice again I say, rejoice! Verse 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love; When He had purg’d our stains, He took His seat

Verse 1 Jesus, when made ln the likeness  of men. Humbled Himself to the death of [the Cross; No reputation belong’d to Him [it no loss then: Emptying Himself. He esteem’d Far above all! …Far above all!… God hath exalted Him far above all!… Crown Him as Lord, at His feet feet hum- bly fall,

Verse 1 Clap your hands, ye people all. Praise the God on whom ye call; Lift your voice, and shout His praise; Triumph in His sov’regn grace! Verse 2 Glorious in the Lord most High, Terrible in majesty” He His sovereign grace sway maintains, King o’er all the earth He reigns Verse 3 Jesus is

Verse 1 The head that once was crown’d with thorns Is crown’d with glory now; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor’s brow. He lives… He lives… I now that my Redeemer lives. Verse 2 The highest place that hav’n [affords, The king of kings, Lord of lords, And heav’n eternal Light Verse 3 The

Verse 1 Majestic sweetness sits enthron’d Upon the Saviour’s brow; His head with radiant glories crown’d  His lips with grace o’er flow. Verse 2 No normal can with Him compare Among the sons of men; Father is He than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. Verse 3 He saw me plunged in deep