Philippa Banya Program

Refrain: Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! The strife is o’er, the battle done; The victory of life is won; The song of triumph has begun: Alleluia! The pow’rs of death have done their worst; But Christ their legions has dispersed; Let shouts of holy joy outburst: Alleluia! The three sad days are quickly sped; The three sad days are quickly sped; He rises glorious from the dead; All glory to our risen Head: Alleluia! Lord, by the stripes which wounded You, Lord, by the stripes which wounded You,

When peace like a river attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say, “It is well, it is well with my soul!” It is well with my soul! It is well, it is well with my soul! Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. My sin — oh, the bliss of this glorious thought — My sin, not in part, but the whole, Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more; Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live; If Jordan about me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for thy comings We wait. The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Our trump of the angel, Oh voice of the Lord! Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul! And Lord, haste the day when faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend. Even so, it is well with my soul

In us You’ve won the vict’ry too, That we may live, and sing to You: Alleluia! Refrain Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

God be with you till we meet again, By His counsels guide, uphold you, With His sheep securely fold you, God be with you till we meet again. Refrain: Till we meet, till we meet, Till we meet at Jesus’ feet; Till we meet, till we meet, God be with you till we meet again.