Trinity 22 – Morning Worship – 16/11/25
THE CHURCH’S ONE FOUNDATION
Is Jesus Christ, her Lord.
She is His new creation
By water and the word.
From heaven He came and sought her
To be His holy bride,
With His own blood He bought her,
And for her life He died.
Elect from every nation,
Yet one o’er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation –
One Lord, one faith, one birth.
One holy name she blesses,
Partakes one holy food,
And to one hope she presses
With every grace endued.
Though with a scornful wonder
Men see her sore oppressed,
By schisms rent asunder,
By heresies distressed,
Yet saints their watch are keeping,
Their cry goes up, ‘How long?’
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.
’Mid toil, and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace forever more.
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blessed,
And the great church victorious
Shall be the church at rest.
Yet she on earth hath union
With God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion
With those whose rest is won:
O happy ones and holy!
Lord, give us grace that we,
Like them, the meek and lowly,
On high may dwell with Thee.
Samuel John Stone.
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HOW SWEET THE NAME OF JESUS SOUNDS
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast.
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
Dear name, the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding place,
My never-failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace!
Jesus! My Shepherd, Saviour, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought.
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I’ll praise Thee as I ought.
Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath.
And may the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death.
John Newton.
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JUST AS I AM, without one plea
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind.
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve,
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down.
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Just as I am, of that free love
The breadth, length, depth and height to prove,
Here for a season, then above,
O Lamb of God, I come.
Charlotte Elliot.
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SOLDIERS OF CHRIST, ARISE,
And put your armour on.
Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through His eternal Son.
Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in His mighty power.
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts
Is more than conqueror.
Stand, then, in His great might,
With all His strength endued.
And take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God.
Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul.
Take every virtue, every grace,
And fortify the whole.
From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle and fight and pray.
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.
That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may o’ercome, through Christ alone,
And stand complete at last.
Charles Wesley.