HUNGRY, I COME TO YOU,
For I know You satisfy.
I am empty, but I know,
Your love does not run dry.
So I wait for You,
So I wait for You.

   I’m falling on my knees,
   Offering all of me.
    Jesus, You’re all this heart is living for.

Broken, I run to You,
For Your arms are open wide.
I am weary, but I know,
Your touch restores my life.
So I wait for You,
So I wait for You.
   Kathryn Scott
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THE LORD’S MY SHEPHERD, I’ll not want.
He makes me down to lie,
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

My soul He doth restore again.
And me to walk doth make,
Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for His own name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill,
For Thou art with me; and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.

My table Thou hast furnishèd
In presence of my foes.
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

Goodness and mercy all my life,
Shall surely follow me.
And in God’s house forever more
My dwelling place shall be.
     Scottish Psalter.
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AMAZING GRACE! how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come.
’Tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yes, when this heart and flesh shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we’ve been there a thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise,
Than when we first begun.
     John Newton.
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TELL OUT, MY SOUL, the greatness of the Lord!
Unnumbered blessings give my spirit voice.
Tender to me the promise of His word,
In God my Saviour shall my heart rejoice.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of His name!
Make known His might, the deeds His arm has done.
His mercy sure, from age to age the same’
His holy name—the Lord, the mighty One.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of His might!
Powers and dominions lay their glory by.
Proud hearts and stubborn wills are put to flight,
The hungry fed, the humble lifted high.

Tell out, my soul, the glories of His word!
Firm is His promise, and His mercy sure:
Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord,
To children’s children and forever more!
      Timothy Dudley-Smith.
Contributors:   David Carter, Linnea Thorp, Deborah Yeates, Jean Stables, Ruth Green, Vanessa Margan
Production:   David Carter