Sunday, 6th November 10.30 am Order of Service

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Psalm 36:5-10 Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heav’ns (Tune: London New 82)

5 Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heav’ns;

thy truth doth reach the clouds:

6 Thy justice is like mountains great;

thy judgments deep as floods:

Lord, thou preservest man and beast.

7 How precious is thy grace!

Therefore in shadow of thy wings

men’s sons their trust shall place.

8 They with the fatness of thy house

shall be well satisfied;

From rivers of thy pleasures thou

wilt drink to them provide.

9 Because of life the fountain pure

remains alone with thee;

And in that purest light of thine

we clearly light shall see.

10 Thy loving-kindness unto them

continue that thee know;

And still on men upright in heart

thy righteousness bestow.


Children’s Address – Justice

SONG. Send down the fire of your justice (Methodist StF 413) – Maybe sing this to the YouTube (below?)

Send down the fire of your justice,

Send down the rains of your love;

Come, send down the Spirit, breathe life in your people,

and we shall be people of God.

Call us to be your compassion,

Teach us the song of your love;

Give us hearts that sing,

Give us deeds that ring,

Make us ring with the song of your love. (Refrain)

Call us to learn of our mercy,

Teach us the way of your peace;

Give us hearts that feel,

Give us hands that heal,

Make us walk in the way of your peace. (Refrain)

Call us to answer oppression,

Teach us the fire of your truth;

Give us righteous souls,

‘Til your justice rolls,

make us burn with the fire of your truth. (Refrain)

Call us to witness your Kingdom,

Give us the presence of Christ;

May your holy light

Keep us shining bright,

Ever shine with the presence of Christ. (Refrain)


8 All the words of my mouth are just;

none of them is crooked or perverse.

9 To the discerning all of them are right;

they are upright to those who have found knowledge.

10 Choose my instruction instead of silver,

knowledge rather than choice gold,

11 for wisdom is more precious than rubies,

and nothing you desire can compare with her.

12 “I, wisdom, dwell together with prudence;

I possess knowledge and discretion.

13 To fear the Lord is to hate evil;

I hate pride and arrogance,

evil behaviour and perverse speech.

14 Counsel and sound judgment are mine;

I have insight, I have power.

15 By me kings reign

and rulers issue decrees that are just;

16 by me princes govern,

and nobles—all who rule on earth.

17 I love those who love me,

and those who seek me find me.

18 With me are riches and honour,

enduring wealth and prosperity.

19 My fruit is better than fine gold;

what I yield surpasses choice silver.

20 I walk in the way of righteousness,

along the paths of justice,

21 bestowing a rich inheritance on those who love me

and making their treasuries full.

Hymn – Tell out my soul

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord!

Unnumbered blessings give my spirit voice;

tender to me the promise of his word;

in God my Saviour shall my heart rejoice.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his Name!

Make known his might, the deeds his arm has done;

his mercy sure, from age to age to same;

his holy Name–the Lord, the Mighty One.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his might!

Powers and dominions lay their glory by.

Proud hearts and stubborn wills are put to flight,

the hungry fed, the humble lifted high.

Tell out, my soul, the glories of his word!

Firm is his promise, and his mercy sure.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord

to children’s children and for evermore!


Hymn. Beauty for brokenness

1 Beauty for brokenness, hope for despair,

Lord, in Your suffering world this is our prayer.

Bread for the children, justice, joy, peace,

sunrise to sunset, Your kingdom increase!

2 Shelter for fragile lives, cures for their ills,

work for the craftsmen, trade for their skills;

land for the dispossessed, rights for the weak,

voices to plead the cause of those who can’t speak.

God of the poor, friend of the weak,

give us compassion we pray:

melt our cold hearts, let tears fall like rain;

come, change our love from a spark to a flame.

3 Refuge from cruel wars, havens from fear,

cities for sanctuary, freedoms to share.

Peace to the killing-fields, scorched earth to green, Christ for the bitterness, His cross for the pain.

4 Rest for the ravaged earth, oceans and streams

plundered and poisoned – our future, our dreams.

Lord, end our madness, carelessness, greed;

make us content with the things that we need.

God of the poor . . .

5 Lighten our darkness, breathe on this flame

until Your justice burns brightly again;

until the nations learn of Your ways,

seek Your salvation and bring You their praise.

God of the poor . . .


Hymn I’ll praise my Maker

1. I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath,

And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler pow’rs;

My days of praise shall ne’er be past,

While life and thought and being last,

Or immortality endures.

1. How happy they whose hopes rely

On Israel’s God, Who made the sky

And earth and seas with all their train:

His truth forever stands secure;

He saves th’ oppressed, He feeds the poor,

And none shall find His promise vain.

1. The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;

The Lord supports the sinking mind;

He sends the lab’ring conscience peace;

He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow, and the fatherless,

And grants the pris’ner sweet release.

1. I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath,

And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler pow’rs;

My days of praise shall ne’er be past,

While life and thought and being last,

Or immortality endures.


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