Sunday Service – Baptism of Christ – Morning Worship 9/1/22

Sunday Service – Baptism of Christ – Morning Worship 9/1/22
07/01/2022
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Passage: Isaiah 43: 1-7, Acts 8: 14-17, Luke 3: 15-22
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WHEN WE WALK WITH THE LORD

In the light of His word,

What a glory He sheds on our way!

While we do His good will,

He abides with us still,

And with all who will trust and obey!

 

Trust and obey!

For there’s no other way

To be happy in Jesus,

But to trust and obey.

 

Not a shadow can rise,

Not a cloud in the skies,

But His smile quickly drives it away;

Not a doubt nor a fear,

Not a sigh nor a tear,

Can abide while we trust and obey!

 

Not a burden we bear,

Not a sorrow we share,

But our toil He doth richly repay:

Not a grief nor a loss,

Not a frown nor a cross,

But is blessed if we trust and obey!

 

But we never can prove

The delights of His love

Until all on the altar we lay;

For the favour He shows,

And the joy He bestows,

Are for those who will trust and obey.

 

Then in fellowship sweet

We will sit at His feet,

Or we’ll walk by His side in the way;

What He says we will do,

Where He sends we will go;

Never fear, only trust and obey!

     John Henry Sammis.


I STAND AMAZED IN THE PRESENCE

Of Jesus the Nazarene,

And wonder how He could love me,

A sinner, condemned, unclean.

 

How marvellous! How wonderful!

And my song shall ever be:

How marvellous! How wonderful!

Is my Saviour’s love for me!

 

For me it was in the garden He prayed,

‘Not My will, but Thine’:

He had no tears for His own griefs,

But sweat drops of blood for mine.

 

In pity angels beheld Him,

And came from the world of light

To comfort Him in the sorrows

He bore for my soul that night.

 

He took my sins and my sorrows,

He made them His very own;

He bore the burden of Calvary,

And suffered and died alone.

 

When with the ransomed in glory

His face I at last shall see,

‘Twill be my joy through the ages

To sing of His love for me.

      Charles Gabriel.


AWAY IN A MANGER, no crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head;

The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay;

The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.

 

The cattle are lowing, the Baby awakes,

But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes:

I love You, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

 

Be near me, Lord Jesus: I ask You to stay

Close by me forever and love me, I pray;

Bless all the dear children in Your tender care,

And fit us for heaven to live with You there.


My hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus' blood and righteousness

I dare not trust the sweetest frame

But wholly trust in Jesus' name.

 

Christ alone, Cornerstone.

Weak made strong in the Saviour’s love

Through the storm He is Lord

Lord of all

 

When darkness seems to hide His face

I rest on His unchanging grace

In every high and stormy gale

My anchor holds within the veil

      Chorus

When he shall come with trumpet sound

Oh may I then in Him be found

Dressed in His righteousness alone

Faultless stand before the throne

Chorus

Contributors:   Revd Mike Bisset, Deborah Yeates, Ruth Green
Production:   David Carter
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