Online Gathering (Sunday, March 22nd) 

SONG: NOTHING BUT THE BLOOD What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the blood of Jesus; What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. (Refrain) Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. For my pardon, this I see, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; For my cleansing this my plea, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Nothing can for sin atone, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; Naught of good that I have done, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. This is all my hope and peace, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; This is all my righteousness, Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

“BLESSED ASSURANCE” Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood. (Refrain) This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long; This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long. Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture now burst on my sight; Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. Perfect submission, all is at rest, I in my Savior am happy and blest; Watching and waiting, looking above, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

“IN CHRIST ALONE” In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song; This cornerstone, this solid ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, What depths of peace, When fears are stilled, When strivings cease! My comforter, my all in all, Here in the love of Christ I stand. In Christ alone who took on flesh, Fullness of God in helpless babe! This gift of love and righteousness, Scorned by the ones he came to save. Till on that cross as Jesus died, The wrath of God was satisfied For ev’ry sin on him was laid; Here in the death of Christ I live. There in the ground his body lay, Light of the world by darkness slain Then bursting forth in glorious day Up from the grave he rose again! And as he stands in victory Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me, For I am his and he is mine Bought with the precious blood of Christ. No guilt in life, no fear in death, This is the pow’r of Christ in me; From life’s first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny. No pow’r of hell, no scheme of man Can ever pluck me from His hand; Till he returns or calls me home, Here in the pow’r of Christ I’ll stand! Words and Music: Stuart Townend and Keith Getty. Copyright © 2002 ThankYou Music. (CCLI# 11201019)