GOD IS WORKING HIS PURPOSE OUT,
As year succeeds to year.
God is working His purpose out,
And the time is drawing near.
Nearer and nearer draws the time,
The time that shall surely be,
When the earth shall be filled
With the glory of God,
As the waters cover the sea.

From utmost East to utmost West,
Where’er man’s foot hath trod,
By the mouth of many messengers
Goes forth the voice of God.
Give ear to Me, ye continents,
Ye isles, give ear to Me,
That the earth may be filled
With the glory of God,
As the waters cover the sea.

March we forth in the strength of God
With the banner of Christ unfurled,
That the light of the glorious gospel of truth
May shine throughout the world:
Fight we the fight with sorrow and sin,
To set their captives free,
That the earth may be filled
With the glory of God,
As the waters cover the sea.

All we can do is nothing worth,
Unless God blesses the deed.
Vainly we hope for the harvest-tide
Till God gives life to the seed.
Yet nearer and nearer draws the time,
The time that shall surely be,
When the earth shall be filled
With the glory of God,
As the waters cover the sea.
        Arthur C. Ainger.
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WHEN I NEEDED A NEIGHBOUR,
Were you there, were you there?
When I needed a neighbour, were you there?

And the creed and the colour
And the name won’t matter,
Were you there?

I was hungry and thirsty,
Were you there, were you there?
I was hungry and thirsty, were you there?

I was cold, I was naked,
Were you there, were you there?
I was cold, I was naked, were you there?

When I needed a shelter,
Were you there, were you there?
When I needed a shelter, were you there?

When I needed a healer,
Were you there, were you there?
When I needed a healer, were you there?

Wherever you travel,
I’ll be there, I’ll be there.
Wherever you travel, I’ll be there.

And the creed and the colour
And the name won’t matter,
I’ll be there.
            Sydney Carter
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MAKE ME A CHANNEL OF YOUR PEACE.
Where there is hatred let me bring Your love;
Where there is injury, Your pardon, Lord;
And where there’s doubt, true faith in You.

Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console.
To be understood as to understand.
To be loved as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of Your peace.
Where there’s despair in life let me bring hope.
Where there is darkness, only light.
And where there’s sadness, ever joy.

Make me a channel of Your peace.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving to all men that we receive,
And in dying that we’re born to eternal life.
         Sebastian Temple.
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AT THE NAME OF JESUS every knee shall bow,
Every tongue confess Him King of glory now;
’Tis the Father’s pleasure We should call Him Lord,
Who from the beginning Was the mighty Word.

Humbled for a season, To receive a name
From the lips of sinners Unto whom He came.
Faithfully He bore it Spotless to the last,
Brought it back victorious, When from death He passed.

Bore it up triumphant With its human light,
Through all ranks of creatures To the central height,
To the throne of Godhead, To the Father’s breast,
Filled it with the glory Of that perfect rest.

In your hearts enthrone Him; There let Him subdue
All that is not holy, All that is not true.
Crown Him as your Captain In temptation’s hour,
Let His will enfold you In its light and power.

Brothers, this Lord Jesus Shall return again,
With His Father’s glory, With His angel-train;
For all wreaths of empire Meet upon His brow,
And our hearts confess Him King of glory now.
              Caroline Maria Noel.
Contributors:   Revd Derrick Carr, Deborah Yeates, David Ellingham, Sylvia Bentham, Alison Bright
Production:   David Carter