Dear Brothers and Sisters, Prayer will be held at the Brown Barn.

We have finally arrived at Isaiah 6:1-13. It stands as one of the soaring chapters in the book. This is where Isaish recounts the moment when God called him to do the work for which He appointed him. Right away, we follow the prophet into the regions of the presence of God, where Isaiah sees the following things:

1. The Lord (v1-4)

2. His sinfulness (v5)

3. God’s provision for his sin (v6-7)

4. His usefulness (v8)

5. God’s sovereignty (v9-13)

It is there, in the presence of God where we lose the things that hurt us the most – our pride in ourselves (“woe is me”) and independence (“here am I send me”). But most important – our stain from sin, “your iniquity is taken away” (v7).

The songs are as follows:

Be Thou My Vision #562
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me save that Thou art
Thou my best thought by day or by night
Waking or sleeping Thy presence my light

Be Thou my Wisdom and Thou my true Word
I ever with Thee and Thou with me Lord
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son
Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise
Thou mine inheritance now and always
Thou and Thou only first in my heart
High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art

High King of heaven, my victory won
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heaven’s Sun
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all

What God Ordains Is Always Good
What God ordains is always good:
His will is just and holy;
As He directs my life for me,
I follow meek and lowly.
My God indeed in every need
Knows well how He will shield me;
To Him, then, I will yield me.
To Him, then, I will yield me.

What God ordains is always good:
He is my Friend and Father;
He suffers naught to do me harm,
Though many storms may gather.
Now I may know both joy and woe,
Some day I shall see clearly
That He hath loved me dearly.
That He hath loved me dearly.

What God ordains is always good:
Though I the cup am drinking
Which savors now of bitterness,
I take it without shrinking.
For after grief God gives relief,
My heart with comfort filling,
And all my sorrows stilling.
And all my sorrows stilling.

What God ordains is always good:
This truth remains unshaken.
Though sorrow, need, or death be mine,
I shall not be forsaken.
I fear no harm, for with His arm
He shall embrace and shield me;
So to my God I yield me.
So to my God I yield me.

Psalm 87
Upon the holy hills the Lord
Has His foundation laid;
He loves the gates of Zion more
Than dwellings Jacob made.

O city of our God, there are
Things glorious said of Thee.
I’ll mention Egypt, Babylon,
Among those knowing me.
Before the Throne of God

Include the land of Palestine;
Let Tyre the survey share,
With distant Ethiopia:
“This is a man born there!”

And so of Zion it is said,
“Each one was born in her;”
And He that is Himself Most High,
He has established her.

The Lord, when listing people, notes,
“This is a man born there!”
And singers with their minstrels say,
“Our fountains in thee are.”

Before the Throne of God
Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea
A great High Priest whose name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me
My name is graven on His hands
My name is written on His heart
I know that while in heav’n He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart
No tongue can bid me thence depart

When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end of all my sin
Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me
To look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there, the risen Lamb
My perfect spotless righteousness
The great unchangeable I Am
The King of glory and of grace
One with Himself I cannot die
My soul is purchased by His blood
My life is hid with Christ on high
With Christ my Savior and my God
With Christ my Savior and my God

Holy, Holy, Holy! #3
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be

Holy, holy, holy! Tho’ the darkness hide Thee
Tho’ the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see
Only Thou art holy – there is none beside Thee
Perfect in pow’r, in love, in purity

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth, and sky, and sea
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity