Sunday
May282017

Sunday's Hymn: Only Trust Him

Come, ev’ry soul by sin oppressed,
There’s mercy with the Lord,
And he will surely give you rest,
By trusting in his Word.

Only trust him, only trust him,
Only trust him now;
He will save you, he will save you,
He will save you now.

For Jesus shed his precious blood
Rich blessings to bestow;
Plunge now into the crimson flood
That washes white as snow.

Yes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way,
That leads you into rest;
Believe in him without delay,
And you are fully blessed.

Come then, and join this holy band,
And on to glory go,
To dwell in that celestial land,
Where joys immortal flow.

 —John H. Stockton

 

 

 

 

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Sunday
May212017

Sunday's Hymn: Wonderful Words of Life

Sing them over again to me,
Wonderful words of life;
Let me more of their beauty see,
Wonderful words of life;
Words of life and beauty,
Teach me faith and duty:

Refrain

Beautiful words, wonderful words,
Wonderful words of life.
Beautiful words, wonderful words,
Wonderful words of life.

Christ, the blessed One, gives to all,
Wonderful words of life;
Sinner, list to the loving call,
Wonderful words of life.
All so freely given,
Wooing us to heaven:

Sweetly echo the gospel call,
Wonderful words of life,
Offer pardon and peace to all,
Wonderful words of life.
Jesus, only Saviour,
Sanctify for ever:

 —Philip P. Bliss

 

 

 

 

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Sunday
May142017

Sunday's Hymn: I'm a Child of a King

My Father is rich in houses and lands,
He holdeth the wealth of the world in his hands!
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold,
His coffers are full, he has riches untold.

Refrain

I’m the child of a King, the child of a King,
With Jesus, my Saviour, I’m the child of a King.


My Father’s own Son, the Saviour of men,
Once wandered o’er earth as the poorest of them;
But now he is reigning for ever on high,
And will give me a home in heav’n by and by.

I once was an outcast stranger on earth,
A sinner by choice, and an alien by birth!
But I’ve been adopted, my name’s written down,
An heir to a mansion, a robe, and a crown.

A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They’re building a palace for me over there!
Though exiled from home, yet still I may sing:
All glory to God, I’m the child of a King.

 —Harriet E. Buell

 

 

 

 

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