John Piper on the prosperity gospel

Who Am I Casting Crowns

UPC Conference Church 2006 De Bron, Who Am I - Casting Crowns/ Performed by the Oslo UPC Youth Group. They got in November a new concert at Oslo, Norway.

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This is the Truth

Randy Stonehill - Shut De Do

Shut de do, keep out de debbil,
Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night,
Shut de do, keep out de debbil,
|: Light a candle, everything's all right. :|

Oh, when I was a baby child,
(Shut de do, keep out de debbil)
Good and bad, wasjust a game,
(Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night)
But many years and many trials
(Shut de do, keep out de debbil)
They proved to me that they're not the same.
(Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night)

Shut de do, keep out de debbil,
Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night,
Shut de do, keep out de debbil,

Light a candle, everything's all right.

2. Oh, Satan is an evil charmer,
(Shut de do, keep out de debbil)
He's hungry for a soul to hurt,
(Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night)
And without your holy armor,
(Shut de do, keep out de debbil)
He will eat you for dessert.
(Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night)

Shut de do, keep out de debbil,
Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night,
Shut de do, keep out de debbil,

Light a candle, everything's all right.

Say der, hey, hey, hey
Shut de do
Hey, hey, hey
Shut de do
Hey, hey, hey
You better shut it.
Say a prayer he won't be back no more.

3. My mama used to sing this song,
(Shut de do, keep out de debbil)
My papa used to sing it too,
(Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night)
Jesus called and took them home,
(Shut de do, keep out de debbil)
And so I sing this song for you.
(Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night)

Shut de do, keep out de debbil,
Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night,
Shut de do, keep out de debbil,

Light a candle, everything's all right.

(You better)
Shut de do, keep out de debbil,
(You gotta)
Shut de do, keep de debbil in the night,
Shut de do, keep out de debbil,

Light a candle, everything's all right.

Light a candle, everything's all right.

When I Survey

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

[Added by the compilers of Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern]

To Christ, who won for sinners grace
By bitter grief and anguish sore,
Be praise from all the ransomed race
Forever and forevermore.

Words: Isaac Watts
It is set to the celtic tune, and played by Iona.