Crown Him with many crowns,
the Lamb upon His throne,
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing
of Him who died for thee,
and hail Him as thy matchless King
through all eternity.
Crown Him the Lord of life,
who triumphed o’er the grave,
and rose victorious in the strife
for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing,
who died, and rose on high,
who died, eternal life to bring,
and lives that death may die.
Crown Him the Lord of peace,
whose power a scepter sways
from pole to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end,
and round His pierced feet
fair flowers of paradise extend
their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown Him the Lord of love;
behold His hands and side,
those wounds, yet visible above,
in beauty glorified.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou hast died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
Lyrics: Matthew Bridges and Godfrey Thring
Audio: Stephen Sollars
Photo: Diane Domigan
Come to the table of mercy
Prepared with the
Wine and the bread
All who are hungry and thirsty
Come and your souls
Will be fed
Come at the Lord’s invitation
Receive from His
Eat of the bread of salvation
Drink of the blood of the Lamb
Claire Cloninger & Martin J, Nystrom
Audio: Stephen Sollars
Photo: Bob McCoy
The fruit of the Spirit is love for our sharing,
It’s joy in the gospel that we have from you.
It’s peace that we live out with courage and daring;
It’s patience, for we know that we have sinned, too.
It’s kindness in all things and generous giving;
Its faithfulness seeking to follow your way.
It’s gentleness, Lord, and it’s self-controlled living;
Now make us more fruitful in these things, we pray.
All our work and all our being
come from you, most gracious Lord.
Ev’ry task which lies before us
is Creator’s will outpoured.
Help us as we build your kingdom
know we labor not in vain;
give us sure and deep conviction
for the tasks that you ordain.
Some may nurture those who hunger,
tend and heal the broken heart;
set our flagging spirits dancing,
spark our vision through their art.
Others teach and offer counsel,
bear life’s burdens, ease its care;
strive for justice, peace, and freedom
for all people ev’rywhere.
Let us labor in the knowledge
that no task can be too small;
that the God who stretched the heavens
no less shaped the least of all.
Give us strength, Lord, to accomplish
what you set our hands to do,
that by serving those around us,
we return the gift to you.
Composer:Thurlow Weed (2013)
Edition notes: This hymn may be freely copied and shared.
Photo: Marge McCoy