Brothers and Sisters,

She was a sick church on her deathbed, but nobody could see it except the Lord whose eyes are a flame of fire. On Sunday, we will be considering a very sobering message for our church. Yes, our church. Our Lord’s letter to the church in Sardis, (Rev. 3:1-6) declares that she has a name that she is alive, but she is dead. Outward appearances can be misleading, and, our self-perception can be deceiving. This letter leads us to honestly examine ourselves. As we interpret this letter, the biggest mistake we can make is to apply this to other churches and other people. It is for us.

Prayer will be held at the Brown’s Barn

Also, John Snyder will be preaching at Hope, March 21 for the morning, the afternoon and a special evening service.

Don’t forget to sign up for the Theology of the Family Conference, May 20-22, https://churchandfamilylife.com/events/213146

And, the Singles Conference, “Holiness to the Lord,” May 19-20, At this event we are creating ample time for folks to get to know one another…

https://churchandfamilylife.com/events/216400

Also, don’t forget Family Camp, at the Brown’s Farm, April 22-23

Remember to pray for Mike Butler who is due to come home Saturday from physical therapy for his amputation.

The songs we will be singing are,

Wondrous King, All Glorious

   (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVCnaP7FBjE)

Not What My Hands Have Done 

     (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCyYe1CyZs4)

Yet Not I, but through Christ in Me

   (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zundjUFazfg)

Holy Spirit, Living Breath of God

   (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eia7Hs6jSMg)

Grace Greater than Our Sin

    (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdUDqKIIQxM)

Wondrous King, All Glorious

Wondrous King, all glorious,

Sovereign Lord victorious,

O, receive our praise with favor!

From Thee welled God’s kindness

Though we in our blindness

Strayed from Thee, our blessed Saviour.

Strengthen Thou,

Help us now;

Let our tongues be singing,

Thee our praises bringing.

Heavens, spread the story

Of our Maker’s glory,

All the pomp of earth obscuring.

Sun, thy rays be sending,

Thy bright beams expending,

Light to all the earth assuring.

Moon and star,

Praise afar

Him who glorious made you;

The vast heavens aid you.

O my soul, rejoicing,

Sing, thy praises voicing,

Sing, with hymns of faith adore Him!

All who here have being,

Shout, your voices freeing,

Bow down in the dust before Him.

He is God

Sabaoth;

Praise alone the Saviour,

Here and there for ever.

Hallelujahs render

To the Lord most tender,

Ye who know and love the Saviour.

Hallelujahs sing ye,

Ye redeemed, O, bring ye

Hearts that yield Him glad behavior.

Blest are ye

Endlessly;

Sinless there for ever,

Ye shall laud Him ever.

Not What My Hands Have Done

Not what my hands have done

can save my guilty soul;

Not what my toiling flesh has borne

can make my spirit whole.

Not what I feel or do

can give me peace with God;

Not all my prayers and sighs and tears

can bear my awful load.

Your voice alone, O Lord,

can speak to me of grace;

Your power alone, O Son of God,

can all my sin erase.

No other work but Yours,

no other blood will do;

No strength but that which is divine

can bear me safely through.

Thy work alone, O Christ,

can ease this weight of sin;

Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,

can give me peace within.

Thy love to me, O God,

not mine, O Lord, to Thee,

Can rid me of this dark unrest,

and set my spirit free.

I bless the Christ of God;

I rest on love divine;

And with unfaltering lip and heart

I call this Savior mine.

His cross dispels each doubt;

I bury in His tomb

Each thought of unbelief and fear,

each lingering shade of gloom.

I praise the God of grace;

I trust His truth and might;

He calls me His, I call Him mine,

My God, my joy and light.

‘Tis He Who saveth me,

and freely pardon gives;

I love because He loveth me,

I live because He lives.

Yet Not I, but through Christ in Me

What gift of grace is Jesus my redeemer

There is no more for heaven now to give

He is my joy, my righteousness, and freedom

My steadfast love, my deep and boundless peace

 To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus

 For my life is wholly bound to his

 Oh how strange and divine, I can sing: all is mine!

 Yet not I, but through Christ in me

The night is dark but I am not forsaken

For by my side, the Saviour He will stay

I labour on in weakness and rejoicing

For in my need, His power is displayed

 To this I hold, my Shepherd will defend me

 Through the deepest valley He will lead

 Oh the night has been won, and I shall overcome!

 Yet not I, but through Christ in me

No fate I dread, I know I am forgiven

The future sure, the price it has been paid

For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon

And He was raised to overthrow the grave

 To this I hold, my sin has been defeated

 Jesus now and ever is my plea

 Oh the chains are released, I can sing: I am free!

 Yet not I, but through Christ in me

With every breath I long to follow Jesus

For He has said that He will bring me home

And day by day I know He will renew me

Until I stand with joy before the throne

 To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus

 All the glory evermore to Him

 When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat:

 Yet not I, but through Christ in me!

Holy Spirit, Living Breath of God

Holy Spirit, living Breath of God,

Breathe new life into my willing soul.

Bring the presence of the risen Lord

To renew my heart and make me whole.

Cause Your Word to come alive in me;

Give me faith for what I cannot see;

Give me passion for Your purity.

Holy Spirit, breathe new life in me.

Holy Spirit, come abide within;

May Your joy be seen in all I do –

Love enough to cover ev’ry sin

In each thought and deed and attitude,

Kindness to the greatest and the least,

Gentleness that sows the path of peace.

Turn my striving into works of grace

Breath of God, show Christ in all I do. 

Holy Spirit, from creation’s birth,

Giving life to all that God has made,

Show Your power once again on earth;

Cause Your church to hunger for Your ways.

Let the fragrance of our prayers arise.

Lead us on the road of sacrifice

That in unity the face of Christ

Will be clear for all the world to see.

Grace Greater Than Our Sin

Marvelous grace of our loving Lord

Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt

Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured

There where the blood of the Lamb was spilt

  Grace, grace, God’s grace

  Grace that will pardon and cleanse within!

  Grace, grace, God’s grace

  Grace that is greater than all our sin!

Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold

Threaten the soul with infinite loss

Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold

Points to the refuge, the mighty cross

Dark is the stain that we cannot hide

What can avail to wash it away?

Look! there is flowing a crimson tide

Whiter than snow you may be today

Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace

Freely bestowed on all who believe!

You that are longing to see His face

Will you this moment His grace receive?