Sermons

Psalm 104 Music by Autumn text from the 1650 Scottish Psalter Bless God, my soul! O Lord my God, thou art exceeding great. With honor and with majesty thou art clothed in state. With light, as with a robe, thyself thou coverest about, And, like unto a curtain, thou the heavens stretchest out. Thou didst it cover with the deep, as with a garment spread; The water stood above the hills when thou the word but said. They by the mountains do ascend and by the valley ground Descend unto that very place which thou for them didst found. He to the valley sends the springs, which run among the hills, They to all beasts of the field give drink, wild asses drink their fills. For cattle he makes grass to grow, he makes the herb to spring; For th’use of man, that food to him he from the earth may bring. And wine that, to the heart of man, doth cheerfulness impart; Oil that his face makes shine; and bread that strengtheneth his heart. How manifold, Lord, are thy works! In wisdom wonderful Thou every one of them hast made, earths of thy riches full.

The Beatitudes H.R. Evans text from Matthew 5 Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of God. Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled. Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they that are persecuted for righteousness sake, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heav’n. Blessed are ye when men shall revile you, Blessed are ye when men shall persecute you, And shall say all manner of evil against you falsely for my sake. Rejoice and be exceeding glad, for great is thy reward in Heaven! Rejoice, be exceeding glad and glorify the Father in Heav’n.

Offertory Anthem arr. Mark Hayes text by Darlene Zschech My Jesus, my Savior, Lord there is none like you All of my days, I want to praise the wonders of your mighty love My Comfort, my Shelter, Tower of Refuge and Strength Let every breath, all that I am never cease to worship You Shout to the Lord all the earth let us sing, power and majesty, praise to the King Mountains bow down and the sea will roar at the sound of your name I sing for joy at the work of your hands Forever I’ll love you, forever I’ll stand Nothing compares to the promise I have in you.

“I pray that you may have the power to comprehend, with all the saints … and to know the love of Christ … filled with all the fullness of God.”