This Week at Hope: So Much at Stake
Dear ones, this Sunday we will take up Ecclesiastes 10. Solomon is still answering the question he posed back in 6:12 – “For who knows what is good for man in life, all the days of his vain life which he passes like a shadow?” We will discover in this text just how much is at stake in the everyday choices that we make. Solomon has already declared the advantage of wisdom in the navigation of this life. But he has also pointed out the limitations of that very wisdom.
In this chapter, we will see the devastating consequences of just a little folly, of just a few words, of a wrong trajectory, and of a lack of due attention and care. In this chapter we will come across dead flies, fanged snakes, and eaves-dropping birds. In this chapter we will discover how much is at stake for the common working man as well as the ruler of the nation. No matter who you are, there is so much at stake – your reputation, others’ well-being, and the eternal state of your soul.
Prayer Wednesday night will be at the Brown’s Barn.
Sunday afternoon’s teaching on the attributes of God will be taken up by Michael Templeton. We will be considering together the Holiness of God.
The following are the songs we plan on singing on Sunday:
Trust and Obey
Be Still My Soul
He Leadeth Me
Complete In Thee
I Need Thee Every Hour
Trust and Obey
When we walk with the Lord in the light of His Word
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will, He abides with us still
And with all who will trust and obey
Trust and obey, for there’s no other way
To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey
Not a burden we bear, not a sorrow we share
But our toil He doth richly repay
Not a grief nor a loss, not a frown nor a cross
But is blest if we trust and obey
But we never can prove the delights of His love
Until all on the altar we lay
For the favor He shows and the joy He bestows
Are for them who will trust and obey
Then in fellowship sweet we will sit at His feet
Or we’ll walk by His side in the way
What He says we will do, where He sends we will go
Never fear, only trust and obey
Be Still My Soul
Be still my soul! The Lord is on thy side
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God to order and provide
In every change He faithful will remain
Be still my soul! Thy best, thy heav’nly Friend
Thro’ thorny ways leads to a joyful end
Be still my soul! Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake
All now mysterious shall be bright at last
Be still my soul! The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below
Be still my soul! The hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored
Be still my soul! When change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last
He Leadeth Me
He leadeth me! O blessed thought!
O words with heav’nly comfort fraught!
Whate’er I do, where’er I be,
Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me
He leadeth me, He leadeth me
By His own hand He leadeth me
His faithful follow’r I would be
For by His hand He leadeth me
Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine,
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since ’tis Thy hand that leadeth me
And when my task on earth is done,
When, by Thy grace, the vict’ry’s won,
E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee
Since God thro’ Jordan leadeth me
Complete In Thee
Complete in Thee, no work of mine
Could take, dear Lord, the place of Thine.
Thy blood hath pardon bought for me,
And I shall stand complete in Thee!
Yea, justified, oh blessed thought!
And sanctified salvation-wrought!
Thy blood hath pardon bought for me,
And glorified I, too, shall be.
Complete in Thee, each want supplied,
And no good thing to me denied,
Since Thou my portion, Lord, will be,
I ask no more, complete in Thee!
Complete in Thee, no more shall sin
Thy grace has conquered reign within;
Thy blood shall bid the tempter flee,
And I shall stand complete in Thee!
Dear Savior, when, before Thy bar,
All tribes and tongues assembled are,
Among the chosen I shall be,
At Thy right hand, complete in Thee!
I Need Thee Every Hour
I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford
I need Thee, O I need Thee
Every hour I need Thee
O bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby:
Temptations lose their pow’r when Thou art nigh
I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide or life is vain
I need Thee every hour, most holy One:
O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son!