Sunday audio service – Trinity 11, 15th August 2021

Sunday audio service – Trinity 11, 15th August 2021
14/08/2021
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Passage: Ephesians 5:15-20; John 6:51-58
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There is good news for the captive
Good news for the shamed
There is good news for the one who walked away
There is good news for the doubter
The one religion failed
For the Good Lord has come to seek and save

He's our rescuer
He's our rescuer
We are free from sin forevermore
Oh how sweet the sound
Oh how grace abounds
We will praise the Lord our rescuer

He is beauty for the blind man
Riches for the poor
He is friendship for the one the world ignores
He is pasture for the weary
Rest for those who strive
Oh, the Good Lord is the way, the truth, the life
Yes, the Good Lord is the way, the truth, the life (hey)

He's our rescuer (hey)
He's our rescuer (hey)
We are free from sin forever more
Oh how sweet the sound (hey)
Oh how grace abounds (hey)
We will praise the Lord our rescuer

So come and be chainless
Come and be fearless
Come to the foot of Calvary
There is redemption
For every affliction
Here at the foot of Calvary

So come and be chainless (come and be chainless)
Come and be fearless (come and be fearless)
Come to the foot of Calvary
'Cause there is redemption
For every affliction (for every affliction)
Here at the foot of Calvary

Oh, he's our rescuer (hey)
He's our rescuer (hey)
We are free from sin forevermore (we are free indeed)
Oh how sweet the sound (hey)
Oh how grace abounds (hey)

We will praise the Lord our rescuer
We will praise the Lord our rescuer

Gareth Gilkeson / Bryan Fowler /Rend Collective

 

THINE BE THE GLORY,

Risen, conquering Son;

Endless is the victory

Thou o’er death hast won.

Angels in bright raiment

Rolled the stone away,

Kept the folded grave-clothes

Where Thy body lay.

 

Thine be the glory,

Risen, conquering Son;

Endless is the victory

Thou o’er death hast won!

 

Lo, Jesus meets us,

Risen from the tomb!

Lovingly He greets us,

Scatters fear and gloom.

Let the church with gladness

Hymns of triumph sing,

For her Lord now liveth,

Death hath lost its sting.

 

No more we doubt Thee,

Glorious Prince of life;

Life is naught without Thee:

Aid us in our strife;

Make us more than conquerors,

Through Thy deathless love;

Lead us in Thy triumph

To Thy home above.

 

Edmond Louis Budry.

Tr. R. Birch Hoyle.

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