
The Lamb (Alleluia) (Bethel)
Behold the Lamb of God on the cursed cross The weight of every sin lay on

Behold the Lamb of God on the cursed cross The weight of every sin lay on

Even though I walk through the valley Of the shadow of death I will fear no

When Jesus walks in He’s looking for His sons and daughters No need to pretend

I will sing praise for the joy that lies ahead I’ll lift my hands to the

The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad; The Passover of gladness,

Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus No language my rapture can tell I know that the

Jesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Little ones to him

Let the redeemed sing a song Praises belong to the Son

Listen to my words, O Lord, Consider my heart My King, my God Hear my cry

Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress; With joy shall I lift

Let the people rejoice! O come to the Father through Jesus the Son

Give ear to my words, O Lord, Consider my meditation. Give heed to the voice of

Help, LORD, for men of virtue fail, religion loses ground! The sons of violence prevail, and

Trusting only in Thy merit, Would I seek Thy face, Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save

Early let us seek Thy favor, Early let us do Thy will, Blessed Lord and only

Thy wings shall my petition bear to him whose truth and faithfulness engage the waiting soul