31. 25.10.2020 - "Sunnyhill" Herne Bay Evangelical Free Church

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31. 25.10.2020

Special Service


  • Opening words

  • Hymn

 
Join all the glorious names
 
Of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
 
That ever mortals knew,
 
That angels ever bore:
 
All are too poor to speak his worth,
 
Too poor to set my Saviour forth.

 
 
Great Prophet of my God,
 
My tongue would bless thy name:
 
By thee the joyful news
 
Of our salvation came,
 
The joyful news of sins forgiv'n,
 
Of hell subdued and peace with heav'n.

 
 
Jesus, my great High Priest,
 
Offered his blood and died;
 
My guilty conscience seeks
 
No sacrifice beside:
 
His pow'rful blood did once atone
 
And now it pleads before the throne.

 
 
Thou art my Counsellor,
 
My pattern, and my Guide,
 
And thou my Shepherd art;
 
O keep me near thy side;
 
Nor let my feet e'er turn astray
 
To wander in the crooked way.

 
 
My Saviour and my Lord,
 
My Conqu'ror and my King,
 
Thy scepter and thy sword,
 
Thy reigning grace, I sing:
 
Thine is the pow'r; behold I sit
 
In willing bonds beneath thy feet.




  • Reading N°1

Jeremiah 17:1-13

“The sin of Judah is written with a pen of iron; with a point of diamond it is engraved on the tablet of their heart, and on the horns of their altars, while their children remember their altars and their Asherim, beside every green tree and on the high hills, on the mountains in the open country. Your wealth and all your treasures I will give for spoil as the price of your high places for sin throughout all your territory. You shall loosen your hand from your heritage that I gave to you, and I will make you serve your enemies in a land that you do not know, for in my anger a fire is kindled that shall burn forever.”
 
 
Thus says the LORD:
 
   “Cursed is the man who trusts in man
 
         and makes flesh his strength,
 
         whose heart turns away from the LORD.
 
   He is like a shrub in the desert,
 
         and shall not see any good come.
 
   He shall dwell in the parched places of the wilderness,
 
         in an uninhabited salt land.
 
 “Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,
 
   whose trust is the LORD.
 
  He is like a tree planted by water,
 
         that sends out its roots by the stream,
 
   and does not fear when heat comes,
 
         for its leaves remain green,
 
   and is not anxious in the year of drought,
 
         for it does not cease to bear fruit.”
 
  The heart is deceitful above all things,
 
   and desperately sick;
 
   who can understand it?
 
   “I the LORD search the heart
 
         and test the mind,
 
   to give every man according to his ways,
 
         according to the fruit of his deeds.”
 
   Like the partridge that gathers a brood that she did not hatch,
 
         so is he who gets riches but not by justice;
 
   in the midst of his days they will leave him,
 
         and at his end he will be a fool.
 
   A glorious throne set on high from the beginning
 
   is the place of our sanctuary.
 
   O LORD, the hope of Israel,
 
         all who forsake you shall be put to shame;
 
   those who turn away from you shall be written in the earth,
 
         for they have forsaken the LORD, the fountain of living water."



  • Hymn

 
JESUS! exalted far on high,
 
to whom a Name is given,
 
a Name surpassing every name
 
that’s known in earth or heaven:

 
 
2 Before whose throne shall every knee
 
bow down with one accord,
 
before whose throne shall every tongue
 
confess that Thou art Lord.

 
 
3 Jesus! who in the form of God
 
didst equal honour claim,
 
yet, to redeem our guilty souls,
 
didst stoop to death and shame:

 
 
4 O may that mind in us be formed
 
which shone so bright in Thee!
 
May we be humble, lowly, meek,
 
from pride and envy free.

 
 
5 May we to others stoop, and learn
 
to emulate Thy love:
 
so shall we bear Thine image here,
 
and share Thy throne above.


  • Reading N°2

Philippians 3:1-11

Finally, my brothers, rejoice in the Lord. To write the same things to you is no trouble to me and is safe for you.

Look out for the dogs, look out for the evildoers, look out for those who mutilate the flesh. For we are the real circumcision, who worship by the Spirit of God and glory in Christ Jesus and put no confidence in the flesh—though I myself have reason for confidence in the flesh – also. If anyone else thinks he has reason for confidence in the flesh, I have more: circumcised on the eighth day, of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews; as to the law, a Pharisee; as to zeal, a persecutor of the church; as to righteousness, under the law blameless. But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ. Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which comes through faith in Christ, the righteousness from God that depends on faith — that I may know him and the power of his resurrection, and may share his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, that by any means possible I may attain the resurrection from the dead.


  • Hymn

 
All I once held dear, built my life upon
 
All this world reveres, and wars to own
 
All I once thought gain I have counted loss
 
Spent and worthless now, compared to this

 
 
Knowing you, Jesus, knowing you,
There is no greater thing
You're my all, you're the best
You're my joy, my righteousness
And I love you, Lord

 
 
 
 
 
 
Now my heart's desire is to know you more
 
To be found in you and known as yours
 
To possess by faith what I could not earn
 
All-surpassing gift of righteousness

 
 
Knowing you, Jesus, knowing you,

 
 
Oh, to know the power of your risen life
 
And to know You in Your sufferings
 
To become like you in your death, my Lord
 
So with you to live and never die

 
 
Knowing you, Jesus, knowing you,



  • Prayer


  • Hymn

 
Not what my hands have done
 
Can save my guilty soul;
 
Not what my toiling flesh has borne
 
Can make my spirit whole.
 
Not what I feel or do
 
Can give me peace with God;
 
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears
 
Can bear my awful load.

 
 
Thy work alone, O Christ,
 
Can ease this weight of sin;
 
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,
 
Can give me peace within.
 
Thy love to me, O God,
 
Not mine, O Lord to Thee,
 
Can rid me of this dark unrest
 
And set my spirit free.

 
 
Thy grace alone, O God,
 
To me can pardon speak;
 
Thy pow’r alone, O Son of God,
 
Can this sore bondage break.
 
No other work, save Thine,
 
No other blood will do;
 
No strength, save that which is divine,
 
Can bear me safely through.

 
 
I bless the Christ of God;
 
I rest on love divine;
 
And with unfalt’ring lip and heart
 
I call this Saviour mine.
 
This cross dispels each doubt;
 
I bury in his tomb
 
Each thought of unbelief and fear,
 
Each ling’ring shade of gloom.

 
 
I praise the God of grace;
 
I trust His truth and might;
 
He calls me His, I call Him mine,
 
My God, my joy, my light.
 
’Tis He who saveth me,
 
And freely pardon gives;
 
I love because He loveth me,
 
I live because He lives.



  • Sermon


  • Hymn

 
Christ is all the world’s good news;
 
Christ commands the world to choose,
heaven to find and hell to lose;
turn, and come to him!

 
 
2. Love into this world was sent;
love’s full measure here was spent;
love to death and burial went;
look, and come to him!

 
 
3. Come, but counting first the cost;
come to bury every boast;
come to one who loves the lost;
think, and come to him!

 
 
4. If this great desire you have,
self must sink into the grave;
lose your life, and Christ will save;
die, and come to him!

 
 
5. But unless God draws us on
none can come to know his Son;
yet his love refuses none;
all may come to him!

 
 
6. Christ makes heavy burdens light;
Christ turns blindness into sight,
fills our hunger, sets us right;
trust, and come to him!

 
 
7. Christ the path, the light, the door;
come to him whose word is sure;
come, you need no reasons more;
come, O come to him!


  • Grace.


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