LET US WITH A GLADSOME MIND
Praise the Lord, for He is kind:

For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

Let us blaze His name abroad,
For of gods, He is the God:

He, with all-commanding might,
Filled the new-made world with light:

He the golden-tressed sun
Caused all day his course to run:

And the silver moon by night,
’Mid her spangled sisters bright:

He His chosen race did bless,
In the wasteful wilderness:

All things living, He doth feed,
His full hand supplies their need:

Let us with a gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord, for He is kind:
John Milton.
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YOU ARE THE KING OF GLORY,
You are the Prince of Peace.
You are the Lord of heaven and earth,
You’re the Sun of righteousness.
Angels bow down before You,
Worship and adore, for
You have the words of eternal life,
You are Jesus Christ the Lord.

Hosanna to the Son of David!
Hosanna to the King of kings!
Glory in the highest heaven,
For Jesus the Messiah reigns.
     Mavis Ford.
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OPEN OUR EYES, LORD,
We want to see Jesus,
To reach out and touch Him
And say that we love Him.
Open our ears, Lord,
And help us to listen.
Open our eyes, Lord,
We want to see Jesus.
     Robert Cull.
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THERE’S A SOUND ON THE WIND like a victory song,
Listen now, let it rest on your soul.
It’s a song that I learned from a heavenly King,
It’s the song of a battle royal.

There’s a loud shout of victory that leaps from our hearts,
As we wait for our conquering King.
There’s a triumph resounding from dark ages past
To the victory song we now sing.

Come on heaven’s children,
The city is in sight.
There will be no sadness,
On the other side.

There’ll be crowns for the conquerors and white robes to wear,
There will be no more sorrow or pain.
And the battles of earth shall be lost in the sight,
Of the glorious Lamb that was slain.

Now the King of the ages approaches the earth,
He will burst through the gates of the sky,
And all men shall bow down to His beautiful name,
We shall rise with a shout, we shall fly!

Come on, heaven’s children,
The city is in sight.
There will be no sadness,
On the other side.

Now the King of the ages approaches the earth,
He will burst through the gates of the sky,
And all men shall bow down to His beautiful name.
We shall rise with a shout, we shall fly!
     Graham Kendrick.

Contributors:   David Carter, Deborah Yeates, Roger Edwards, Kathryn Grudgings, Vanessa Margan

Production:   David Carter