Dear Brothers and Sisters

This week prayer will be held at the Burke home.

As we continue our studies in 1 John, we notice that John continues to elaborate on what it means to have fellowship with God. In our text for this week, we learn that walking in the light of love proves your sonship, but walking in the darkness of hatred proves that you have no fellowship with God – you are not saved (1 John 2:9-11). The Bible makes it very clear that the whole of Christianity is summed up in one four letter word – love. The proof of Christianity is that our hatred is diminishing and our love is shining brighter and brighter. But what is love? What is hatred? These things we must know in order to properly diagnose the condition of our souls.

In preparation for Memorial Day… All Hands on Deck for Tent Set Up Tonight – we need men to pound in stakes… Tuesday starting at  5:15. We need you to bring your sledge hammers to pound in the stakes if you are able…

Also, remember that Sunday night we will begin our series on “Early Piety.”  We pray the whole church will come out to walk through it… we will especially have our eye on the youth as we explain the chapters in the book. You can get your free copy of the book at Wednesday  Night prayer at the Burkes.

Please pray for Noel tonight at Brookdale tonight – Tuesday, as he preaches from 1 John 4:7-9, “beloved, let us love one another for love is of God…”

The songs for Sunday are,

• I Sing the Mighty Power of God
• Let It Be Said of Us
• Rejoice in the Lord
• Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul
• Rise Up, O Church of God

I Sing the Mighty Power of God

I sing the mighty pow’r of God

that made the mountains rise

That spread the flowing seas abroad

and built the lofty skies

I sing the wisdom that ordained

the sun to rule the day

The moon shines full at His command

and all the stars obey

I sing the goodness of the Lord

that filled the earth with food

He formed the creatures with His word

and then pronounced them good

Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed

wher-e’er I turn my eye

If I survey the ground I tread

or gaze upon the sky

There’s not a plant or flow’r below

but makes Thy glories known

And clouds arise and tempests blow

by order from Thy throne

While all that borrows life from Thee

is ever in Thy care

And everywhere that man can be,

Thou, God, art present there

Amen

Let It Be Said of Us

Let it be said of us that the Lord

was our passion

That with gladness we bore

every cross we were given

That we fought the good fight

That we finished the course

Knowing within us the pow’r

of the risen Lord

Let the cross be our glory

and the Lord be our song

By mercy made holy,

by the Spirit made strong

Let the cross be our glory

and the Lord be our song

Till the likeness of Jesus

be through us made known

Let the cross be our glory

and the Lord be our song

Let it be said of us we were

marked by forgiveness

We were known by our love

and delighted in meekness

We were ruled by His peace,

heeding unity’s call

Joined as one body that Christ

would be seen by all

Rejoice in the Lord

God never moves without purpose or plan

When trying His servant and molding a man.

Give thanks to the LORD though your testing seems long;

In darkness He giveth a song.

O Rejoice in the LORD; He makes no mistake,

He knoweth the end of each path that I take,

For when I am tried and purified,

I shall come forth as gold.

I could not see through the shadows ahead;

So I looked at the cross of my Savior instead.

I bowed to the will of the Master that day;

Then peace came and tears fled away.

Now I can see testing comes from above;

God strengthens His children and purges in love.

My Father knows best, and I trust in His care;

Through purging more fruit I will bear.

Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul

Dear refuge of my weary soul, on Thee, when sorrows rise,

On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, my fainting hope relies.

To Thee I tell each rising grief, for Thou alone canst heal;

Thy Word can bring a sweet relief for every pain I feel.

But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call Thee mine;

The springs of comfort seem to fail, and all my hopes decline.

Yet gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust;

And still my soul would cleave to Thee, though prostrate in the dust.

Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face, and shall I seek in vain?

And can the ear of sov’reign grace be deaf when I complain?

No, still the ear of sov’reign grace attends the mourner’s prayer;

O may I ever find access to breathe my sorrows there.

Thy mercy seat is open still, here let my soul retreat;

With humble hope attend Thy will, and wait beneath Thy feet.

Thy mercy seat is open still,    here let my soul retreat;

With humble hope attend Thy will, and wait beneath Thy feet.

Rise Up, O Church of God

Rise up, O Church of God!

Have done with lesser things

Give heart and mind and soul and strength

To serve the King of kings

Rise up, O Church of God!

His kingdom tarries long

Bring in the day of brotherhood

And end the night of wrong

Rise up, O sons of God!

The Church for you doth wait

Her strength unequal to her task

Rise up, and make her great!

Lift high the cross of Christ!

Tread where His feet have trod

As followers of the Son of Man

Rise up, O Church of God!