Our Father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, now and for ever. Amen.
I will sing the Wondrous Story of the Christ who died for me; How He left his home in glory for the cross of Calvary: Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me, sing it with His saints in glory, gathered by the crystal sea.
I was lost, but Jesus found me, found the sheep that went astray, Raised me up and gently led me, back into the narrow way. Days of darkness still may meet me, sorrow's path I oft may tread, But His presence still is with me; By His guiding hand I'm led.
He will keep me till the river rolls its waters at my feet; then He'll bear me safely over, made by grace for glory meet. Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me, sing it with His saints in glory, gathered by the crystal sea. Francis H. Rowley 1886 CCL No
I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say: ‘Come unto Me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.’ I came to Jesus as I was, Weary and worn and sad; I found in Him a resting place, And He has made me glad.
I heard the voice of Jesus say: ‘Behold I freely give The living water, thirsty one, Stoop down and drink and live.’ I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him.
I heard the voice of Jesus say: ‘I am this dark world’s light; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright.’ I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun; And in that light of life I’ll walk, Till travelling days are done. Horatius Bonar. CCL No
As the Deer pants for the Water, so my soul longs after You. You alone are my heart’s desire and I long to worship You. You alone are my strength, my shield, to You alone may my spirit yield. You alone are my heart’s desire and I long to worship You.
I want You more than gold or silver, Only You can satisfy. You alone are the real joy-giver And the apple of my eye. You alone are my strength, my shield, to You alone may my spirit yield. You alone are my heart’s desire and I long to worship You.
You’re my Friend and You are my Brother, Even though You are a King. I love You more than any other, So much more than anything. You alone are my strength, my shield, to You alone may my spirit yield. You alone are my heart’s desire and I long to worship You.
When the Lord in glory comes, not the trumpets, not the drums, not the anthem, not the psalm, not the thunder, not the calm, not the shout the heavens raise, not the chorus, not the praise, not the silences sublime, not the sounds of space and time, but his voice when he appears
But His voice when He appears shall be music to my ears.
When the Lord is seen again, not the glories of his reign, not the lightnings through the storm, not the radiance of his form, not his pomp and power alone, not the splendours of his throne, not his robe and diadems, not the gold and not the gems, but his face upon my sight
But His face upon my sight shall be darkness into light.
When the Lord to human eyes shall bestride our narrow skies, not the child of humble birth, not the carpenter of earth, not the man by all denied, not the victim crucified, but the God who died to save, but the victor of the grave, he it is to whom I fall,
He it is to whom I fall, Jesus Christ, my All in all. Timothy Dud;ey-Smith CCL No
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 we 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 forevermore; till, with the vision glorious, her longing eyes are blest, 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 (1839-1900) CCL No
The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want. He makes me lie in pastures green. He leads me by the still, still waters, His goodness restores my soul. And I will trust in you alone. For your endless mercy follows me, Your goodness will lead me home.
He guides my ways in righteousness, And he anoints my head with oil, And my cup it overflows with joy, I feast on his pure delights. And I will trust in you alone. For your endless mercy follows me, Your goodness will lead me home.
And though I walk the darkest path, I will not fear the evil one, For you are with me, and your rod and staff Are the comfort I need to know. And I will trust in you alone. For your endless mercy follows me, Your goodness will lead me home.
Guide me, O Thou great Redeemer, Pilgrim through this barren land; I am weak, but Thou art mighty, Hold me with Thy powerful hand: Bread of heaven, Bread of heaven, Feed me now and ever more, Feed me now and ever more.
Open Thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing stream doth flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through: Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer, Be Thou still my strength and shield, Be Thou still my strength and shield.
When I tread the verge of Jordan Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell’s destruction, Land me safe on Canaan’s side: Songs of praises, songs of praises, I will ever give to Thee, I will ever give to Thee. CCL No William Williams CCL No