32. 01.11.2020 - "Sunnyhill" Herne Bay Evangelical Free Church

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32. 01.11.2020

Special Service


  • Opening words

  • Hymn

 
WHOM shall I fear on earth below
with such a God on high?
My light to guide, my strength to save –
Thou, Lord, art ever nigh.
Let wicked men, my enemies,
rise in malicious pride,
in this will I be confident:
safe in my Lord I hide.

2 One thing desired I of the Lord,
one thing alone I’ve sought:
that long as life shall last on earth
I may to Thee be brought.
Within Thy house my days I’d spend,
Thy beauty to behold,
enquire of Thee, and sing that praise
whose end can ne’er be told.

3 He’ll hide me in His secret place
when trouble rages sore;
upon the rock of steadfast love
my feet are set secure.
He lifts my head in triumph high
mine enemies above;
and so with joy my praise shall rise
to God, the King of love.

4 Hear, gracious Lord, this voice that cries;
have mercy, is my plea:
let not Thine anger hide Thy face
far, far away from me.
Thou only hast my helper been;
forsake me not, I sigh;
lift up Thy lovely face, and shine
its beauty from on high.

5 Unless I had believed to see
His goodness while below,
what else in this sad land of sin
but faintness would I know?
Wait on the Lord, with courage wait,
and thy weak heart shall find
the mighty strength of God within
thy heart and soul and mind.


  • Reading N°1

Psalm 27:1-14

 
1  The LORD is my light and my salvation;
          whom shall I fear?
    The LORD is the stronghold of my life;
          of whom shall I be afraid?
 2  When evildoers assail me
          to eat up my flesh,
    my adversaries and foes,
          it is they who stumble and fall.
 3  Though an army encamp against me,
          my heart shall not fear;
    though war arise against me,
          yet I will be confident.
 4  One thing have I asked of the LORD,
          that will I seek after:
    that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
          all the days of my life,
    to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD
          and to inquire in his temple.
 5  For he will hide me in his shelter
          in the day of trouble;
    he will conceal me under the cover of his tent;
          he will lift me high upon a rock.
 6  And now my head shall be lifted up
          above my enemies all around me,
    and I will offer in his tent
          sacrifices with shouts of joy;
    I will sing and make melody to the LORD.
 7 ¶  Hear, O LORD, when I cry aloud;
    be gracious to me and answer me!
 8  You have said, “Seek my face.”
    My heart says to you,
          “Your face, LORD, do I seek.”
 9  Hide not your face from me.
    Turn not your servant away in anger,
          O you who have been my help.
    Cast me not off; forsake me not,
          O God of my salvation!
 10  For my father and my mother have forsaken me,
    but the LORD will take me in.
 11  Teach me your way, O LORD,
    and lead me on a level path
    because of my enemies.
 12  Give me not up to the will of my adversaries;
    for false witnesses have risen against me,
    and they breathe out violence.
 13  I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the LORD
    in the land of the living!
 14  Wait for the LORD;
    be strong, and let your heart take courage;
    wait for the LORD!


  • Hymn

 
How lovely is thy dwelling place                                           
O Lord of Hosts to me                                                              
My soul is longing and fainting                                               
The courts of the Lord to see
My heart and flesh they are singing                                           
For joy to the living God
How lovely is thy dwelling place
O Lord of Hosts to me

Even the sparrow finds a home
Where he can settle down
And the swallow she can build a nest
Where she may lay her young
Within the courts of the Lord of Hosts
My King, my Lord and my God
And happy, those, who are dwelling where
The song of praise is sung.

And I’d rather be a door keeper
And only stay a day
Than live the life of a sinner
And have to stay away
For the Lord is shining as the sun
And the Lord He is like a shield
And no good thing does He with-hold
From those who walk His way.

How lovely is thy dwelling place                                           
O Lord of Hosts to me                                                              
My soul is longing and fainting                                               
The courts of the Lord to see
My heart and flesh they are singing                                           
For joy to the living God
How lovely is thy dwelling place
O Lord of Hosts to me.


  • Reading N°2

Philippians 3:10-16 NIV

 
I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead. Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining towards what is ahead, I press on towards the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenwards in Christ Jesus.

All of us who are mature should take such a view of things. And if on some point you think differently, that too God will make clear to you. Only let us live up to what we have already attained.


  • Hymn

I’ve tried in vain a thousand ways
My fears to quell, my hopes to raise
But what I need, Your word has said
Is ever, only, Jesus

You died, you live, you reign, you plead
There’s love in all your words and deeds
This weary heart finds all it needs
In ever, only, Jesus

I want to know you, Jesus my Lord
King of the Heavens, King of my soul
I trade my treasure and all my rewards
Jesus to know you, then know you more

Though some should curse me for your name
I have no fear, I have no shame
You stand with me for all my days
My ever, only, Jesus

Like wave after wave on the ocean
Like all of the sand on the shore
Your beauty and glory are endless
O Jesus I must know you more.


  • Prayer


  • Hymn

 
HE giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labours increase;
to added affliction He addeth His mercy,
to multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power has no boundary known unto men;
for out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again!

2 When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
when our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
when we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
our Father’s full giving is only begun.


  • Sermon


  • Hymn

 
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.

2 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.

3 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.

  • Grace.


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