CHRIST IS MADE THE SURE FOUNDATION,
Christ the Head and Cornerstone.
Chosen of the Lord and precious,
Binding all the Church in one.
Holy Zion’s help for ever,
And her confidence alone.

All within that holy city
Dearly loved of God on high,
In exultant jubilation
Sing, in perfect harmony.
God the One-in-Three adoring,
In glad hymns eternally.

We as living stones invoke You:
Come among us, Lord, today!
With Your gracious loving-kindness
Hear Your children as we pray.
And the fullness of Your blessing
In our fellowship display.

Here entrust to all Your servants
What we long from You to gain –
That on earth and in the heavens
We one people shall remain,
Till united in Your glory
Evermore with You we reign.

Praise and honour to the Father,
Praise and honour to the Son,
Praise and honour to the Spirit,
Ever Three and ever One:
One in power and one in glory
While eternal ages run.
     J. M. Neale
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WHEN WE WALK WITH THE LORD
In the light of His word,
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will,
He abides with us still,
And with all who will trust and obey!

   Trust and obey!
   For there’s no other way
   To be happy in Jesus,
   But to trust and obey.

Not a shadow can rise,
Not a cloud in the skies,
But His smile quickly drives it away.
Not a doubt nor a fear,
Not a sigh nor a tear,
Can abide while we trust and obey!

Not a burden we bear,
Not a sorrow we share,
But our toil He doth richly repay:
Not a grief nor a loss,
Not a frown nor a cross,
But is blessed if we trust and obey!

But we never can prove,
The delights of His love
Until all on the altar we lay.
For the favour He shows,
And the joy He bestows,
Are for those who will trust and obey.

Then in fellowship sweet
We will sit at His feet,
Or we’ll walk by His side in the way.
What He says we will do,
Where He sends, we will go;
Never fear, only trust, and obey!
     John Henry Sammis.
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HAVE THINE OWN WAY, LORD,
Have Thine own way.
Thou art the Potter,
I am the clay.
Mould me and make me,
After Thy will,
While I am waiting
Yielded and still.

Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way.
Search me and try me,
Master today.
Whiter than snow, Lord,
Wash me just now,
As in Thy presence
Humbly I bow.

Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way.
Wounded and weary,
Help me, I pray.
Power, all power,
Surely is Thine.
Touch me and heal me,
Saviour divine.

Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way.
Hold o’er my being,
Absolute sway.
Fill with Thy Spirit
Till all shall see
Christ only, always,
Living in me.
   A. A. Pollard.
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THESE ARE THE DAYS OF ELIJAH,
Declaring the word of the Lord:
And these are the days of Your servant Moses,
Righteousness being restored.
And though these are days of great trial,
Of famine and darkness and sword,
Still, we are a voice in the desert crying
‘Prepare ye the way of the Lord.’

   Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
   Shining like the sun at the trumpet call.
   Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee,
   Out of Zion’s hill salvation comes.

These are the days of Ezekiel,
The dry bones becoming as flesh.
And these are the days of Your servant David,
Rebuilding the temple of praise.
These are the days of the harvest,
The fields are as white in the world,
And we are the labourers in the vineyard,
Declaring the word of the Lord.
Robin Mark.
Contributors:   Revd. Graham Summers, Deborah Yeates, Jean Stables, Marie Knight, Sally Clements, Alison Peters
Production:   David Carter