Prelude
Brian Turner Come And Let Us Sweetly Join |
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Special Music
Andrea Bailey and Brian Turner Upward I Lift Mine Eyes Words: Isaac Watts Music: John Darwall Darwall’s 148th Upward I lift mine eyes, From God is all my aid; The God who built the skies, And earth and nature made, God is the Tower To which I fly; His grace is nigh In every hour. My feet shall never slide And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my Guard and Guide, Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes That never sleep Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there. Thou art my Sun, And Thou my Shade, To guard my head By night or noon. Hast Thou not given Thy word To save my soul from death? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath. I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high Thou call me home. |
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Message
Pastor John Fowler Let God Help You! |
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Offertory
Andrea Bailey and Brian Turner Praise You in This Storm By: Bernie Herms and Mark Hall I was sure by now, God, you would have reached down and wiped our tears away, stepped in and saved the day. But once again, I say, "amen," and it's still raining. And as the thunder rolls I barely hear your whisper through the rain, "I'm with you." And as your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away. Chorus: And I'll praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands for you are who you are, no matter where I am. And every tear I've cried you hold in your hand you never left my side. And though my heart is torn, I will praise you in this storm. I remember when I stumbled in the wind. You heard my cry to you, you raised me up again. My strength is almost gone. How can I carry on if I can't find you? But as the thunder rolls I barely hear you whisper through the rain, I'm with you. And as your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away. [Chorus] I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, The maker of heaven and earth. I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord The maker of heaven and earth. You are my help. [Chorus] |
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Children's Message
Kim Garland Squanto Part 1 |
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Postlude
Brian Turner What A Friend arr. Turner |
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