Matthew 25:14-30

Richard Johnson
Sunday, 14 June, 2020 - 18:00

Give Me the Faith

Give me the faith which can remove
And sink the mountain to a plain;
Give me the child-like praying love,
Which longs to build Thy house again;
Thy love let it my heart o’er-power,
And all my simple soul devour.

I want an even strong desire,
I want a calmly fervent zeal,
To save poor souls out of the fire,
To snatch them from the verge of hell,
And turn them to a pardoning God.
And quench the brands in Jesu’s blood.

I would the precious time redeem,
And longer live for this alone,
To spend, and to be spent, for them
Who have not yet my Saviour known;
Fully on these my mission prove,
And only breathe, to breathe Thy love.

My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord,
Into Thy blessed hands receive;
And let me live to preach Thy word,
And let me to Thy glory live;
My every sacred moment spend
In publishing the sinner’s Friend.

Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart
With boundless charity divine!
So shall I all my strength exert,
And love them with a zeal like Thine;
And lead them to Thy open side,
The sheep for whom their Shepherd died.

Charles Wesley

Sing We the King

Sing we the King who is coming to reign,
Glory to Jesus, the Lamb that was slain!
Life and salvation His empire shall bring,
Joy to the nations when Jesus is King.

Come let us sing
Praise to our King:
Jesus our King, Jesus our King;
This is our song who to Jesus belong,
Glory to Jesus, to Jesus our King.

All men shall dwell in His marvellous light,
Races long severed His love shall unite,
Justice and truth from His sceptre shall spring,
Wrong shall be ended when Jesus is King.

All shall be glad in His kingdom of peace,
Freedom shall flourish and wisdom increase,
Foe shall be friend when His triumph we sing,
Sword shall be sickle when Jesus is King.

Souls shall be saved from the burden of sin,
Doubt shall not darken His witness within,
Hell hath no terrors, and Death hath no sting:
Love is victorious when Jesus is King.

Kingdom of Christ, for Thy coming we pray,
Hasten, O Father, the dawn of the day,
When this new song Thy creation shall sing.
Satan is vanquished, for Jesus is King.

Charles Silvester Horne

He’s Coming Soon

In these, the closing days of time,
What joy the glorious hope affords,
That soon, O wondrous truth sublime!
He shall reign, King of kings and Lord of lords.

He’s coming soon, He’s coming soon;
With joy we welcome His returning:
It may be morn, it may be night or noon,
We know He’s coming soon.

The signs around in earth and air,
Or painted on the starlit sky,
God’s faithful witnesses declare
That the coming of the Saviour draweth nigh.

The dead in Christ who ‘neath us lie,
In countless numbers, all shall rise
When thro’ the portals of the sky
He shall come to prepare our Paradise.

And we who, living, yet remain,
Caught up, shall meet our faithful Lord;
This hope we cherish not in vain,
But we comfort one another by this word.

Thoro Harris

The Master Hath Come

The Master hath come, and He calls us to follow
The track of the footprints He leaves on our way;
Far over the mountain, and through the deep hollow,
The path leads us on to the mansions of day.
The Master hath called us, the children who fear Him,
Who march ‘neath Christ’s banner, His own little band;
We love Him, and seek Him, we long to be near Him,
And rest in the light of His beautiful land.

The Master hath called us; the road may be dreary,
And dangers and sorrows are strewn on the track;
But God’s Holy Spirit shall comfort the weary –
We follow the Saviour, and cannot turn back.
The Master hath called us: though doubt and temptation
May compass our journey, we cheerfully sing,
“Press onward, look upward,” through much tribulation,
The children of Zion must follow their King.

The Master hath called us: in life’s early morning
With spirits as fresh as the dew on the sod:
We turn from the world, with its smiles and its scorning,
To cast in our lot with the people of God.
The Master hath called us, His sons and His daughters,
We plead for His blessing, and trust in His love;
And through the green pastures, beside the still waters,
He’ll lead us at last to His kingdom above.

Sarah Doudney

Piano: Bill Ashton

Singing: Hilary Ashton