when God made us stewards of creation
our burdens he wanted to bear.
He cares for you,
he cares for me,
he cares for all in need;
for God is a Father who loves his children
no matter what colour or creed.
When God made us stewards of creation
he gave us his vision to share.
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724 Keri Jones and David Matthew © 1978 Authentic Publishing Administered by CopyCare
When I feel the touch
of your hand upon my life,
it causes me to sing a song
that I love you, Lord.
So from deep within
my spirit singeth unto thee,
you are my King,
you are my God,
and I love you, Lord.
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725 Cathy Perrin © 1980 Integrity's Hosanna! Music / Sovereign Music UK
When I look into your holiness,
when I gaze into your loveliness,
when all things that surround
become shadows in the light of you;
when I've found the joy
of reaching your heart,
when my will becomes
enthrall'd in your love,
when all things that surround
become shadows in the light of you:
I worship you, I worship you,
the reason I live is to worship you.
I worship you, I worship you,
the reason I live is to worship you.
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726 Sydney Carter (1915-2004) ©1965 Stainer & Bell Ltd.
1. When I needed a neighbour,
were you there, were you there?
When I needed a neighbour,
were you there?
And the creed and the colour
and the name won't matter,
were you there?
2. I was hungry and thirsty,
were you there, were you there?
I was hungry and thirsty,
were you there?
3. I was cold, I was naked,
were you there, were you there?
I was cold, I was naked,
were you there?
4. When I needed a shelter,
were you there, were you there?
When I needed a shelter,
were you there?
5. When I needed a healer,
were you there, were you there?
When I needed a healer,
were you there?
6. Wherever you travel,
I'll be there, I'll be there,
wherever you travel,
I'll be there.
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727 Issac Watts (1674-1748)
1. When I survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of Glory died,
my richest gain I count but loss,
and pour contempt on all my pride.
2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
save in the death of Christ, my God:
all the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
3. See from his head, his hands, his feet,
sorrow and love flow mingling down:
did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4. Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were an off'ring far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.
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728 German (19th century) trans. Edward Caswall (1814-1878)
1. When morning gilds the skies,
my heart awaking cries,
may Jesus Christ be praised.
Alike at work and prayer
to Jesus I repair;
may Jesus Christ be praised.
2. The night becomes as day,
when from the heart we say.
may Jesus Christ be praised.
The pow'rs of darkness fear,
when this sweet chant they hear:
may Jesus Christ be praised.
3. In heav'n's eternal bliss
the loveliest strain is this:
may Jesus Christ be praised.
Let air, and sea, and sky
from depth to height reply:
may Jesus Christ be praised.
4. Be this, while life is mine,
my canticle divine:
may Jesus Christ be praised.
Be this th'eternal song
through all the ages on:
may Jesus Christ be praised.
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729 Michael Forster (b. 1946) © 1996 Kevin Mayhew Ltd
1. When our God came to earth,
not for him noble birth:
he affirmed human worth
from a humble manger,
just another stranger.
Let the poor rejoice!
Let the mute give voice!
Love is shown,
God is known,
Christ is born of Mary.
2. Not for kings was the word
which the poor shepherds heard:
hope renewed, grace conferred,
and the hillside ringing
with the angels' singing.
3. Bethlehem, humble town
where the babe wears the crown,
turns the world upside down:
God so unexpected,
homeless and rejected.
4. Let us sing Mary's song,
bringing hope, righting wrong,
heard with fear by the strong,
poor and humble raising,
God of justice praising.
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730 Matt Redman 1997 © Thankyou Music
1. When the music fades,
all is stripped away,
and I simply come.
Longing just to bring
something that's of worth,
that will bless your heart.
I'll bring you more than a song,
for a song in itself
is not what you have required.
You search much deeper within,
through the way things appear;
you're looking into my heart.
I'm coming back to the heart of worship,
and it's all about you,
all about you,
Jesus. I'm sorry, Lord,
for the thing I've made it,
when it's all about you,
all about you, Jesus.
2. King of endless worth,
no one could express
how much you deserve.
Though I'm weak and poor,
all I have is yours,
every single breath.
I'll bring you more than a song,
for a song in itself
is not what you have required.
You search much deeper within,
through the way things appear;
you're looking into my heart.
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731 Unknown
1. When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
I will sing as David sang.
I will sing, I will sing,
I will sing as David sang.
I will sing, I will sing,
I will sing as David sang.
2. When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
I will clap as David clapped.
I will clap, I will clap,
I will clap as David clapped.
I will clap, I will clap,
I will clap as David clapped.
3. When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
I will dance as David danced.
I will dance, I will dance,
I will dance as David danced.
I will dance, I will dance,
I will dance as David danced.
4. When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
When the Spirit of the Lord
is within my heart
I will praise as David praised.
I will praise, I will praise,
I will praise as David praised.
I will praise, I will praise,
I will praise as David praised.
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732 John Henry Sammis (1846-1919)
1. When we walk with the Lord
in the light of his word,
what a glory he sheds on our way!
While we do his good will,
he abides with us still,
and with all who will trust and obey.
Trust and obey,
for there's no other way
to be happy in Jesus,
but to trust and obey.
2. Not a burden we bear,
not a sorrow we share,
but our toil he doth richly repay;
not a grief nor a loss,
not a frown nor a cross,
but is blest if we trust and obey.
3. But we never can prove
the delights of his love
until all on the altar we lay;
for the favour he shows,
and the joy he bestows,
are for them who will trust and obey.
4. Then in fellowship sweet
we will sit at his feet,
or we'll walk by his side in the way.
What he says he will do,
where he sends we will go,
never fear, only trust and obey.
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733 Nahum Tate (1652-1715)
1. While shepherds watched their flocks by night,
all seated on the ground,
the angel of the Lord came down,
and glory shone around.
2. 'Fear not,' said he, (for mighty dread
had seized their troubled mind)
`glad tidings of great joy I bring
to you and all mankind.
3. To you in David's town this day
is born of David's line
a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;
and this shall be the sign:
4. The heav'nly babe you there shall find
to human view displayed,
all meanly wrapped in swathing bands,
and in a manger laid.'
5. Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
appeared a shining throng
of angels praising God, who thus
addressed their joyful song:
6. 'All glory be to God on high,
and on the earth be peace,
goodwill henceforth from heav'n to all
begin and never cease.'
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734 Graham Kendrick (b. 1950) © 1988 Make Way Music
1. Who can sound the depths of sorrow
in the Father heart of God,
for the children we've rejected,
for the lives so deeply scarred?
And each light that we've extinguished
has brought darkness to our land:
upon our nation, upon our nation
have mercy, Lord.
2. We have scorned the truth you gave us,
we have bowed to other lords.
We have sacrificed the children
on the altar of our gods.
O let truth again shine on us,
let your holy fear descend:
upon our nation, upon our nation
have mercy, Lord.
(Men)
3. Who can stand before your anger?
Who can face your piercing eyes?
For you love the weak and helpless,
and you hear the victims' cries.
(All)
Yes, you area God of justice,
and your judgement surely comes:
upon our nation, upon our nation
have mercy, Lord.
(Women)
4. Who will stand against the violence?
Who will comfort those who mourn?
In an age of cruel rejection,
who will build for love a home?
(All)
Come and shake us into action,
come and melt our hearts of stone:
upon your people, upon your people
have mercy, Lord.
5. Who can sound the depths of mercy
in the Father heart of God?
For there is a Man of sorrows
who for sinners shed his blood.
He can heal the wounds of nations,
he can wash the guilty clean:
because of Jesus, because of Jesus
have mercy, Lord.
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735 William Walsham How (1823-1897) alt.
1. Who is this so weak and helpless,
child of lowly Hebrew maid,
rudely in a stable sheltered,
coldly in a manger laid?
'Tis the Lord of all creation,
who this wondrous path hath trod;
he is God from everlasting,
and to everlasting God.
2. Who is this – a Man of Sorrows,
walking sadly life's hard way;
homeless, weary, sighing, weeping
over sin and Satan's sway?
'Tis our God, our glorious Saviour,
who beyond our mortal sight
now for us a place prepareth
free from grief and full of light.
3. Who is this – behold him raining
drops of blood upon the ground?
Who is this – despised, rejected,
mocked, insulted, beaten, bound?
'Tis our God, who gifts and graces
on his Church now poureth down;
all his faithful ones empow'ring
to partake in cross and crown.
4. Who is this that hangeth dying,
with the thieves on either side?
Nails his hands and feet are tearing,
and the spear hath pierced his side.
'Tis the God who ever liveth
'mid the shining ones on high,
in the glorious golden city
reigning everlastingly.
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736 Paul Booth © Paul Booth. Administered by CopyCare
1. Who put the colours in the rainbow?
Who put the salt into the sea?
Who put the cold into the snowflake?
Who made you and me?
Who put the hump upon the camel?
Who put the neck on the giraffe?
Who put the tail upon the monkey?
Who made hyenas laugh?
Who made whales and snails and quails?
Who made hogs and dogs and frogs?
Who made bats and cats and rats?
Who made ev'rything?
2. Who put the gold into the sunshine?
Who put the sparkle in the stars?
Who put the silver in the moonlight?
Who made Earth and Mars?
Who put the scent into the roses?
Who taught the honey-bee to dance?
Who put the tree inside the acorn?
It surely cant be chance!
Who made seas and leaves and trees?
Who made snow and winds that blow?
Who made streams and rivers flow?
God made all of these!
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737 Graham Maule (b. 1958) ©1987, 2002 WGRG, Iona Community
1. Who would think that what was needed
to transform and save the earth
might not be a plan or army,
proud in purpose, proved in worth?
Who would think, despite derision,
that a child might lead the way?
God surprises earth with heaven,
coming here on Christmas Day.
2. Shepherds watch and wise men wonder,
monarchs scorn and angels sing;
such a place as none would reckon
hosts a holy, helpless thing.
Stable beasts and by-passed strangers
watch a baby laid in hay:
God surprises earth with heaven,
coming here on Christmas Day.
3. Centuries of skill and science
span the past from which we move,
yet experience questions whether,
with such progress, we improve.
While the human lot we ponder,
lest our hopes and humour fray,
God surprises earth with heaven,
coming here on Christmas Day.
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738 Civilla D. Martin (1866-1948) © 2002 Audible Faith.com, Inc.
1. Why should I feel discouraged?
Why should the shadows come?
Why should my heart be lonely,
and long for heav'n and home?
When Jesus is my portion,
my constant friend is he.
His eye is on the sparrow,
and I know he watches me.
I sing because I'm happy,
I sing because I'm free.
For his eye is on the sparrow,
and I know he watches me.
2. 'Let not your heart be troubled',
his tender word I hear.
And resting on his goodness,
I lose my doubts and fears.
Tho' by the path he leadeth
but one step I may see,
his eye is on the sparrow,
and I know he watches me.
3. Whenever I am tempted,
whenever clouds arise.
When songs give place to sighing,
when hope within me dies.
I draw the closer to him,
from care he sets me free.
His eye is on the sparrow,
and I know he watches me.
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739 C. Austin Miles © The Rodebeaver Co. Administered by CopyCare
Wide, wide as the ocean,
high as the heavens above;
deep, deep as the deepest sea
is my Saviour's love.
I, though so unworthy,
still am a child of his care,
for his word teaches me that
his love reaches me ev'rywhere.
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740 John L Bell (b. 1949) and Graham Maule (b. 1958) © 1987WGRG, Iona Community
1. Will you come and follow me
if I but call your name?
Will you go where you don't know,
and never be the same?
Will you let my love be shown,
will you let my name be known,
will you let my life be grown
in you, and you in me?
2. Will you leave yourself behind
if I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind,
and never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare
should your life attract or scare,
will you let me answer prayer
in you, and you in me?
3. Will you let the blinded see
if I but call your name?
Will you set the pris'ners free,
and never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean
and do such as this unseen,
and admit to what I mean
in you, and you in me?
4. Will you love the `you' you hide
if I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside,
and never be the same?
Will you use the faith you've found
to reshape the world around
through my sight and touch and sound
in you, and you in me?
5. Lord, your summons echoes true
when you but call my name.
Let me turn and follow you,
and never be the same.
In your company I'll go
where your love and footsteps show.
Thus I'll move and live and grow
in you, and you in me.
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741 Priscilla Jane Owens (1829-1899)
1. Will your anchor hold
in the storms of life,
when the clouds unfold
their wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift,
and the cables strain,
will your anchor drift
or firm remain?
We have an anchor
that keeps the soul
steadfast and sure
while the billows roll;
fastened to the rock
which cannot move,
grounded firm and deep
in the Saviour's love!
2. Will your anchor hold
in the straits of fear,
when the breakers roar
and the reef is near?
While the surges rage,
and the wild winds blow,
shall the angry waves
then your bark o'erflow?
3. Will your anchor hold
in the floods of death,
when the waters cold
chill your latest breath?
On the rising tide
you can never fail,
while your anchor holds
within the veil.
4. Will your eyes behold
through the morning light,
the city of gold
and the harbour bright?
Will you anchor safe
by the heav'nly shore,
when life's storms are past
for evermore?
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742 Chorus novae Jerusalem St Fulbert of Chartres (c. 1028), trans. Robert Campbell (1814-1868)
1. Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
your sweetest notes employ,
the Paschal victory to hymn
in strains of holy joy.
2. For Judah's Lion burst his chains,
and crushed the serpent's head;
and brought with him, from death's domain,
the long-imprisoned dead.
3. From hell's devouring jaws the prey
alone our leader bore;
his ransomed hosts pursue their way
where he hath gone before.
4. Triumphant in his glory now
his sceptre ruleth all;
earth, heav'n and hell before him bow
and at his footstool fall.
5. While joyful thus his praise we sing,
his mercy we implore,
into his palace bright to bring,
and keep us evermore.
6. All glory to the Father be,
all glory to the Son,
all glory, Holy Ghost, to thee,
while endless ages run.
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743 Richard Baxter (1615-1691) and John Hampden Gurney (1802-1862)
1. Ye holy angels bright,
who wait at God's right hand,
or through the realms of light
fly at your Lord's command,
assist our song,
for else the theme
too high doth seem
for mortal tongue.
2. Ye blessed souls at rest,
who ran this earthly race,
and now, from sin released,
behold the Saviour's face,
God's praises sound,
as in his sight
with sweet delight
ye do abound.
3. Ye saints, who toil below,
adore your heav'nly King,
and onward as ye go
some joyful anthem sing;
take what he gives
and praise him still,
through good or ill,
who ever lives.
4. My soul, bear thou thy part,
triumph in God above:
and with a well-tuned heart
sing thou the songs of love;
let all thy days
till I life e shall end,
whate'er he send,
be filled with praise.
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744 Charles Wesley (1707-1788)
1. Ye servants of God,
your Master proclaim,
and publish abroad
his wonderful name;
the name all victorious
of Jesus extol:
his kingdom is glorious,
and rules over all.
2. God ruleth on high,
almighty to save;
and still he is nigh:
his presence we have:
the great congregation
his triumph shall sing,
ascribing salvation
to Jesus our King.
3. Salvation to God
who sits on the throne!
let all cry aloud,
and honour the Son.
The praises of Jesus
the angels proclaim,
fall down on their faces,
and worship the Lamb.
4. Then let us adore,
and give him his right:
all glory and pow'r,
all wisdom and might,
and honour and blessing,
with angels above,
and thanks never-ceasing,
and infinite love.
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745 Philip Doddridge (1702-1751) alt.
1. Ye servants of the Lord,
each for his coming wait,
observant of his heav'nly word,
and watchful at his gate.
2. Let all your lamps be bright,
and trim the golden flame;
gird up your loins as in his sight,
for awesome is his name.
3. Watch! 'tis your Lord's command,
and while we speak, he's near;
mark the first signal of his hand,
and ready all appear.
4. O happy servants they,
in such a posture found,
who share their Saviour's triumph day,
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