This Week's Zoom Hymns

 

I sing a song of the saints

JP 115

Music: J. H. Hopkins
Words: L. Scott

 

I Sing a Song of the Saints.mp3

1 I sing a song of the saints of God,
Patient and brave and true,
Who toiled and fought and lived and died
For the Lord they love and knew.
And one was a doctor, and one was a queen,
And one was a shepherdess on the green:
They were all of them saints of God; and I mean,
God helping, to be one too.

2 They loved their God so good and dear,
And His love made them strong;
And they followed the right, for Jesus’ sake,
The whole of their good lives long.
And one was a soldier, and one was a priest,
And one was slain by a fierce wild beast:
And there’s not any reason, no, not in the least,
Why I shouldn’t be one too.

3 They lived not only in ages past,
There are hundreds of thousands still;
The world is bright with the joyous saints
Who love to do Jesus’ will.
You can meet them in school, or in lanes, or at sea,
In church, or in trains, or in shops, or at tea,
For the saints of God began just like me,
And I mean to be one too.

 

We are called to welcome strangers

GWA 209   

Music: Sheena Evans
Words: Simon Hancock

 

GWA 209 We are called.mp3

1 We are called to welcome strangers,
offer shelter, food and rest;
heal the wounds of mind and body,
showing love with true respect.
Those who flee from war-torn homelands,
or fear death for their beliefs;
those who run from flood or famine,
will we meet them in their grief?

2 Here we see our brothers, sisters,
each the image of our God,
if we turn our faces from them
we deny the living word.
Jesus bids us feed the hungry,
free the captive, tend the weak,
let them use their talents fully,
in the freedom that they seek.

3 If we fail to challenge falsehood,
if we bow to unjust laws,
then the stranger’s eyes will show us
God’s own eyes which weep for us.
Let us pray as Jesus taught us,
‘Father, let your kingdom come’,
and with Christlike loving kindness
we will welcome strangers home.

 

Your hand, O God, has guided

CH4 511   Thornbury

Music: Basil Harwood
Words: Edward Hayes Plumptre

 

Your Hand O God.mp3

1 Your hand, O God, has guided
your flock, from age to age;
the wondrous tale is written,
full clear, on every page;
your people owned your goodness,
and we their deeds record;
and both of this bear witness:
one Church, one Faith, one Lord.

2 Your heralds brought glad tidings
to greatest as to least;
they summoned all to hasten
and share the great King’s feast;
and this was all their teaching,
in every deed and word,
to all alike proclaiming:
one Church, one Faith, one Lord.

3 Through many a day of darkness,
through many a scene of strife,
the faithful few fought bravely
to guard the nation’s life,
their Gospel of redemption,
sin pardoned, life restored,
was all in this enfolded:
one Church, one Faith, one Lord.

4 Your mercy will not fail us,
nor leave your work undone;
with your right hand to help us,
your victory shall be won;
by mortals and by angels
your name shall be adored,
And this shall be their anthem:
one Church, one Faith, one Lord.