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Whitney Houston Sings Gospel

Whitney Houston, CeCe Winans and Shirley Caesar brought the house down with this gospel medley at the 1996 Grammy Awards
 
 
RIP Whitney – We will always love you!
 
God Bless!
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Christ, from Whom All Blessings Flow

by Charles Wesley
 
Christ, from whom all blessings flow
perfecting the saints below
hear us, who thy nature share
who thy mystic body are
 
Join us, in one spirit join

let us still receive of thine;
still for more on thee we call
thou who fillest all in all
 
Move and actuate and guide
diverse gifts to each divide;
placed according to thy will
let us all our work fulfill;
 
Never from thy service move
needful to each other prove;
use the grace on each bestowed
tempered by the art of God
 
Many are we now, and one
we who Jesus have put on;
there is neither bond nor free
male nor female, Lord, in thee
 
Love, like death, hath all destroyed
rendered all distinctions void;
names and sects and parties fall;
thou, O Christ, art all in all!
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I Know A Man Who Can

I can't take a heart that's broken, Make it over again
But I know a man who can
I can't take a soul that's sin sick and wash it white as snow
But I know a man who can
 
Some call him savior the redeemer of all men
I call him Jesus for he's my dearest friend
If you think that no one loves you and your life is out of hand
I know a man who can
 
I can't walk upon the water and I can't calm a raging sea
But I know a man who can.
And I can't cause blinded eyes to be open Or the lame to walk again
Oh But I know a man who can
 
Some call him savior the redeemer of all men
I call him Jesus for he's my dearest friend
If you think that no one loves you and your life is out of hand
I know a man who can
 
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How Great Thou Art

How Great Thou Art

Lyrics ~ Carl Boberg, 1859 – 1940

 
O Lord my God,
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all
The works Thy Hand hath made,
I see the stars,
I hear the mighty thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout
The universe displayed;
 
When through the woods
And forest glades I wander
I hear the birds
Sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down
From lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook
And feel the gentle breeze;
 
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
 
When Christ shall come,
With shouts of acclamation,
And take me home,
What joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow
In humble adoration
And there proclaim,
"My God, how great Thou art!"
 
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!