Processional 553 Go forward Christian soldier​
Sermon 352 Crown him with many crowns
Go forward, Christian soldier,
Beneath His banner true:
The Lord Himself, thy leader,
Shall all thy foes subdue.
His love foretells thy trials;
He knows thine hourly need;
He can with bread of Heaven
Thy fainting spirit feed.

Go forward, Christian soldier,
Fear not the secret foe;
Far more o’er thee are watching
Than human eyes can know:
Trust only Christ, thy captain;
Cease not to watch and pray;
Heed not the treacherous voices
That lure thy soul astray.

Go forward, Christian soldier,
Nor dream of peaceful rest,
Till Satan’s host is vanquished
And Heav’n is all possessed;
Till Christ Himself shall call thee
To lay thine armor by,
And wear in endless glory
The crown of victory.

Go forward, Christian soldier,
Fear not the gath’ring night:
The Lord has been thy shelter;
The Lord will be thy Light.
When morn His face revealeth,
Thy dangers are all past:
O pray that faith and virtue
May keep thee to the last!

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Recessional 597 Jerusalem the golden
Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation sink heart and voice oppressed.
I know not, O I know not, what joys await us there,
What radiancy of glory, what bliss beyond compare.

They stand, those halls of Zion, all jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel, and all the martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them, the daylight is serene.
The pastures of the blessèd are decked in glorious sheen.

There is the throne of David, and there, from care released,
The shout of them that triumph, the song of them that feast;
And they, who with their Leader, have conquered in the fight,
Forever and forever are clad in robes of white.

O sweet and blessèd country, the home of God’s elect!
O sweet and blessèd country, that eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest,
Who art, with God the Father, and Spirit, ever blessed.

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Processional    553 Go forward Christian soldier
Sermon            352 Crown him with many crowns
Communion    204 Humbly I adore thee
Recessional     597 Jerusalem the golden


Communion 204 Humbly I adore thee
Crown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne.
Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity.

Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.

Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.

Crown Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.

Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, enthroned in worlds above,
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.

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Humbly I adore thee, 
Verity unseen,
who thy glory hidest 
‘neath these shadows mean;
lo, to thee surrendered, 
my whole heart is bowed,
tranced as it beholds thee, 
shrined within the cloud.

Taste and touch and vision 
to discern thee fail;
faith, that comes by hearing, 
pierces through the veil.
I believe whate’er 
the Son of God hath told;
what the Truth hath spoken, 
that for truth I hold.

O memorial wondrous 
of the Lord’s own death;
living Bread that givest all 
thy creatures breath,
grant my spirit ever by 
thy life may live,
to my taste thy sweetness 
never failing give.

Jesus, whom now veiled, 
I by faith descry,
what my soul doth long for, 
do not, Lord, deny;
That thy face unveiled, 
I at last shall see,
with the blissful vision blest, 
my God, of thee. 

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