TENTH SUNDAY AFTER PENTECOST
- Hymn: From All that Dwell Below the Skies (Common Praise #344 – words below)
- Greeting, Land Acknowledgment, Collect of the Day
- First Reading: 2 Kings 4:42-44
- Psalm 145:10-18. I will bless your name forever. My king and my God.
- Second Reading: Ephesians 3:14-21
- Hymn: A Spendthrift Lover is the Lord (Common Praise #177 – words below)
- Gospel: John 6:1-21
- Sermon: Gary van der Meer
- Hymn 86: More than We Can Ask or Imagine
- Prayers of the People: Pat Fisher
- The Lord’s Prayer (sung)
- Doxology & Blessing
- Hymn: Alleluia! Sing to Jesus (Common Praise #374 – words below)
- Dismissal
FROM ALL THAT DWELL BELOW THE SKIES
From all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator’s praise arise:
Alleluia, alleluia!
Let the Redeemer’s praise be sung
Through every land in every tongue:
Alleluia!
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord:
Eternal truth attends thy Word;
Alleluia, alleluia!
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore
Till suns shall rise and set no more:
Alleluia!
A SPENDTHRIFT LOVER IS THE LORD
A spendthrift lover is the Lord
Who never counts the cost
Or asks if heaven can afford
To woo a world that’s lost.
Our lover tosses coins of gold
Across the midnight skies
And stokes the sun against the cold
To warm us when we rise.
Still more is spent in blood and tears
To win the human heart
To overcome the violent fears
That drive the world apart
Behold the bruised and thorn-crowned face
Of one who bears our scars
And empties out the wealth of grace
That’s hinted by the stars.
How shall we love this heartstrong God
Who gives us everything
Whose ways to us are strange and odd
What can we give or bring?
Acceptance of the matchless gift
Is gift enough to give
The very act will shake and shift
The way we love and live.
MORE THAN WE CAN ASK OR IMAGINE
More than we can ask or imagine
More than we can ever dare to dream
We are the children of heaven’s creation,
God’s own beloved
Each called by name.
And we cry Glory! Glory!
Glory to God who calls us by name!
Glory! Glory!
Glory to God! Glory we sing!
Morea than we will imagine,
More than we could understand;
We are sent to walk with compassion
To live out God’s love
By heart and by name.
And we cry Glory! Glory!
Glory to God who presses us on!
Glory! Glory!
Glory to God! Glory we sing!
More than we can ask or imagine,
More than we could ever desire
Out of the dust God’s building a kingdom
Like wine from the press,
Like bread from the fire.
And we cry, Glory! Glory!
Glory to God – Glory we cry!
Glory! Glory!
Glory on earth, Glory on high!
Glory! Glory!
Glory to God! Glory we cry!
Glory! Glory! Gory on earth! Glory on high!
Glory on earth! Glory on high!
ALLELUIA! SING TO JESUS
Alleluia! Sing to Jesus!
His the sceptre, His the throne.
Alleluia! his the triumph,
his the victory alone.
Hark! The songs of peaceful Zion
thunder like a mighty flood:
Jesus out of every nation
has redeemed us by His blood.
Alleluia! Not as orphans
are we left in sorrow now.
Alleluia! he is near us;
faith believes, nor questions how.
Though the cloud from sight received Him
when the forty days were o'er,
shall our hearts forget His promise,
"I am with you evermore"?
Alleluia! Bread of heaven,
thou on earth our food, our stay.
Alleluia! here the sinful
flee to thee from day to day.
Intercessor, Friend of sinners,
earth's Redeemer, hear our plea
where the songs of all the sinless
sweep across the crystal sea.
Alleluia! King eternal,
Thee the Lord of lords we own
Alleluia! Born of Mary
Earth thy footstool, heaven thy throne
Thou within the veil hast entered,
Robed in flesh, our great high priest
Thou on earth both priest and victim
In the eucharistic feast.
Alleluia! Sing to Jesus!
His the sceptre, his the throne;
Alleluia! His the triumph
His the victory alone.
Hark! The songs of peaceful Zion
Thunder like a mighty flood
Jesus, out of every nation
Hath redeemed bus by his blood.
