Sunday Audio Service – Trinity 6 – Holy Commumion – 27/7/25
FATHER GOD, I WONDER how I managed to exist
Without the knowledge of Your parenthood and Your loving care.
But now I am Your son, I am adopted in Your family,
And I can never be alone,
’Cause Father God, You’re there beside me.
I will sing Your praises,
I will sing Your praises,
I will sing Your praises,
Forever more.
I will sing Your praises,
I will sing Your praises,
I will sing Your praises,
Forever more.
Ian Smale.
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BE STILL, for the presence of the Lord, the Holy One is here.
Come bow before Him now with reverence and fear.
In Him no sin is found, we stand on holy ground.
Be still, for the presence of the Lord, the Holy One is here.
Be still, for the glory of the Lord is shining all around.
He burns with holy fire, with splendour He is crowned.
How awesome is the sight, our radiant King of light!
Be still, for the glory of the Lord is shining all around.
Be still, for the power of the Lord is moving in this place.
He comes to cleanse and heal, to minister His grace.
No work too hard for Him, in faith receive from Him.
Be still, for the power of the Lord is moving in this place.
David J. Evans.
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FATHER, HEAR THE PRAYER WE OFFER:
Not for ease that prayer shall be,
But for strength, that we may ever
Live our lives courageously.
Not for ever in green pastures
Do we ask our way to be:
But by steep and rugged pathways
Would we strive to climb to Thee.
Not for ever by still waters
Would we idly quiet stay.
But would smite the living fountains
From the rocks along our way.
Be our strength in hours of weakness,
In our wanderings be our Guide.
Through endeavour, failure, danger,
Father, be Thou at our side.
Let our path be bright or dreary,
Storm or sunshine be our share.
May our souls, in hope unweary,
Make Thy work our ceaseless prayer.
Love Maria Willis
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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.