Sunday Audio Service – Trinity 14 – St Matthew – Morning Worship – 21/9/25
I CANNOT TELL why He, whom angels worship,
Should set His love upon the sons of men,
Or why, as Shepherd, He should seek the wanderers,
To bring them back, they know not how or when.
But this I know, that He was born of Mary,
When Bethlehem’s manger was His only home,
And that He lived at Nazareth and laboured,
And so the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is come.
I cannot tell how silently He suffered,
As with His peace He graced this place of tears,
Or how His heart upon the cross was broken,
The crown of pain to three-and-thirty years.
But this I know, He heals the broken-hearted,
And stays our sin, and calms our lurking fear,
And lifts the burden from the heavy-laden,
For yet the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is here.
I cannot tell how He will win the nations,
How He will claim His earthly heritage,
How satisfy the needs and aspirations
Of east and west, of sinner and of sage.
But this I know, all flesh shall see His glory,
And He shall reap the harvest He has sown,
And some glad day His sun shall shine in splendour,
When He the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is known.
I cannot tell how all the lands shall worship,
When, at his bidding, every storm is stilled,
Or who can say how great the jubilation
When all the hearts of men with love are filled.
But this I know, the skies will thrill with rapture,
And myriad, myriad human voices sing,
And earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, will answer:
‘At last the Saviour, Saviour of the world, is King!’
William Y. Fullerton.
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WILL YOU COME AND FOLLOW ME
If I but call your name?
Will you go where you don’t know
And never be the same?
Will you let My love be shown,
Will you let My name be known,
Will you let My life be grown in you,
And you in Me?
Will you leave yourself behind
If I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind
And never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare,
Should your life attract or scare?
Will you let Me answer prayer
In you and you in Me?
Will you let the blinded see
If I but call your name?
Will you set the prisoners free
And never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean,
And do such as this unseen,
And admit to what I mean
In you and you in Me?
Will you love the ‘you’ you hide
If I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside
And never be the same?
Will you use the faith you’ve found
To reshape the world around,
Through My sight and touch and sound
In you and you in Me?
Lord, Your summons echoes true
When You but call my name.
Let me turn and follow You
And never be the same.
In Your company I’ll go
Where Your love and footsteps show.
Thus I’ll move and live and grow
In You and You in me.
Graham Maule & John L. Bell.
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GOD FORGAVE MY SIN in Jesus’ name,
I’ve been born again in Jesus’ name.
And in Jesus’ name I come to you
To share His love as He told me to.
He said: ‘Freely, freely, you have received,
Freely, freely give.
Go in My name, and because you believe
Others will know that I live.’
All power is given in Jesus’ name,
In earth and heaven in Jesus’ name.
And in Jesus’ name I come to you
To share His power as He told me to.
Carol Owens.
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LIFT HIGH THE CROSS,
the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name!
Come, brethren, follow where our Captain trod,
Our King victorious, Christ the Son of God.
Each new-born soldier of the Crucified
Bears on his brow the seal of Him who died.
This is the sign which Satan’s legions fear
And angels veil their faces to revere.
Saved by this cross whereon their Lord was slain,
The sons of Adam their lost home regain.
From north and south, from east and west they raise
In growing unison their song of praise.
O Lord, once lifted on the glorious tree,
As Thou hast promised, draw men unto Thee.
Let every race and every language tell
Of Him who saves our souls from death and hell.
Set up Thy throne, that earth’s despair may cease
Beneath the shadow of its healing peace.
G.W. Kitchin & M.R. Newbolt