2 Samuel 18:1-18

Message: Absalom dies in a tree; David's return to his throne is assured.

False religion, fake leaders and counterfeit gospels appear to triumph, but Christ is returning and will vindicate His faithful people. 

For the beauty

Pass me not

Today Thy Mercy Calls Me

Come ye sinners

For the beauty of the earth,
For the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies;
Christ, our God, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

For the beauty of each hour
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree and flower,
Sun and moon and stars of light;
Christ, our God, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

For the joy of ear and eye,
For the heart and mind’s delight,
For the mystic harmony
Linking sense to sound and sight;
Christ, our God, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild;
Christ, our God, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

For each perfect gift of Thine
To our race so freely given,
Graces human and divine,
Flowers of earth and buds of heaven;
Christ, our God, to Thee we raise
This our sacrifice of praise.

-F.S. Pierpoint

Pass me not, O gentle Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.

Saviour, saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.

Let me at Thy throne of mercy
Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
Help my unbelief.

Trusting only in Thy merit,
Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by Thy grace.

Thou, the spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me -
Whom have I on earth beside Thee?
Whom in heaven but Thee?

-Fanny Crosby

Today Thy mercy calls me,
To wash away my sin;
However great my trespass,
Whate’er I may have been,
However long from mercy
I may have turned away…
Thy blood, O Christ, can cleanse me,
And make me white today.

Today Thy gate is open,
And all who enter in,
Shall find a Father’s welcome,
And pardon for their sin;
The past shall be forgotten,
A present joy be given,
A future grace be promised -
A glorious crown in heaven.

O all-embracing mercy,
Thou ever open door,
What should I do without Thee,
When heart and eyes run o’er?
When all things seem against me,
To drive me to despair,
I know one gate is open,
One ear will hear my prayer.

-Oswald Allen

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power;
He is able, He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.

Now, ye needy, come and welcome;
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance -
Every grace that brings you nigh -
Without money, without money,
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him:
This He gives you, this He gives you -
‘Tis the Spirit’s rising beam!

Come, ye weary, heavy-laden,
Bruised and ruined by the Fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all:
Not the righteous, not the righteous -
Sinners, Jesus came to call!

View Him prostrate in the garden,
On the ground your Maker lies!
On the awful tree behold Him,
Hear Him cry before He dies,
“It is finished!”, “It is finished!”
Sinner, will not this suffice?

Lo, the incarnate God, ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood;
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude:
None but Jesus, none but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.

-Joseph Hart

Piano: Bill Ashton

Singing: Hilary Ashton