The Two Messengers (2 Samuel 18:19-33)

Two messengers bring a message to David- but only one tells the whole truth. The whole counsel of God means even the difficult bits; the full gospel means even those parts which are no longer respectable. 

Hark the Gospel

Hark! The gospel news is sounding,
Christ has suffered on the tree.
Streams of mercy are abounding,
Grace for all is rich and free.
Now, poor sinner,
Now, poor sinner,
Come to Him who died for thee.

O, escape to yonder mountain,
Refuge find in Him today;
Christ invites you to the fountain,
Come and wash your sins away:
Do not tarry,
Do not tarry,
Come to Jesus while you may.

Grace is flowing like a river,
Millions there have been supplied;
Still it flows as fresh as ever
From the Saviour’s wounded side;
None need perish,
None need perish,
All may live, for Christ hath died.

Christ alone shall be our portion;
Soon we hope to meet above,
Then we’ll bathe in the full ocean
Of the great Redeemer’s love;
All His fullness,
All His fullness,
We shall then for ever prove.

Sanders and Bourne

Life For a Look

There is life for a look at the Crucified One,
There is life at this moment for thee.
Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved,
Unto Him who was nailed to the tree.

Look, look, look and live,
There is life for a look at the Crucified One,
There is life at this moment for thee.

O, why was He there as a bearer of sin,
If on Jesus thy sins were not laid?
O, why from His side flowed the sin-cleansing blood,
If His dying thy debt has not paid.

It is not thy tears of repentance nor prayers,
But the blood that atones for the soul;
On Him then believe, and a pardon receive,
For His blood can now make thee quite whole.

We are healed by His stripes; wouldst thou add to the word?
And He is our righteousness made;
The best robes of heaven He bids thee to wear,
O, couldst thou be better arrayed?

Then doubt not thy welcome, since God has declared
There remaineth no more to be done;
That once in the end of the world He appeared
And completed the work He begun.

But take, with rejoicing, from Jesus at once
The life everlasting He gives;
And know with assurance thou never canst die,
Since Jesus thy righteousness lives.

Look, look, look and live,
There is life for a look at the Crucified One,
There is life at this moment for thee.

Anna M Hull

I Hear Thy Voice

I hear Thy welcome voice
That calls me, Lord, to Thee
For cleansing in Thy precious blood
That flowed on Calvary.

I am coming, Lord,
Coming now to Thee:
Trusting only in the blood
That flowed on Calvary.

Though coming weak and vile,
Thou dost my strength assure:
Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,
Till spotless all and pure.

‘Tis Jesus calls me on
To perfect faith and love,
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust,
For earth and heaven above.

‘Tis Jesus who confirms
The blessed work within,
By adding grace to welcomed grace,
Where reigned the power of sin.

And He the witness gives
To loyal hearts and free,
That every promise is fulfilled,
If faith but brings the plea.

All hail, atoning blood!
All hail, redeeming grace!
All hail, the gift of Christ our Lord,
Our strength and righteousness!

L. Hartsough

Tell Me the Old, Old Story

Tell me the old, old story
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory,
Of Jesus and His love.
Tell me the story simply,
As to a little child,
For I am weak and weary,
And helpless and defiled.

Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.

Tell me the story slowly,
That I may take it in -
That wonderful redemption,
God’s remedy for sin.
Tell me the story often,
For I forget so soon!
The “early dew” of morning
Has passed away at noon.

Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones and grave;
Remember, I’m the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me the story always,
If you would really be
In any time of trouble
A comforter to me.

Tell me the same old story
When you have cause to fear
That this world’s empty glory
Is costing me too dear.
Yes, and when that world’s glory
Is dawning on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story,
“Christ Jesus makes thee whole.”

Kate Hankey

Piano: Bill Ashton

Singing: Hilary Ashton