Morning Service - August 28, 2011

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Summit Woods Baptist Church“Exalt the King and Extend the Kingdom”



151 A Mighty Fortress Is Our God



1. A mighty fortress is our God,A bulwark never failing;

Our helper He amid the flood

Of mortal ills prevailing.For still our ancient foeDoth seek to work us woe-

His craft and power are great,

And armed with cruel hate,On earth is not his equal.



2. Did we in our own strength confide,Our striving would be losing,

Were not the right man on our side,

The man of God’s own choosing.Dost ask who that may be?Christ Jesus, it is He-

Lord Sabaoth His name,

From age to age the same,And He must win the battle.



3. And though this world,with devils filled,Should threaten to undo us,

We will not fear, for God hath willed

His truth to triumph through us.The prince of darkness grim, We tremble not for him-

His rage we can endure,For lo, his doom is sure:One little word shall fell him.



4. That word above all earthly powers,No thanks to them, abideth;

The Spirit and the gifts are ours

Through Him who with us sideth.Let goods and kindred go,This mortal life also-

The body they may kill;

God’s truth abideth still:His kingdom is forever.



Choral Ending

His kingdom is forever, and ever,Amen! Amen! Amen!






347 And Can It Be?



1. And can it be that I should gainAn interest in the Savior’s blood?

Died He for me, who caused His pain?For me, who Him to death pursued?Amazing love! how can it be

That Thou, my God,

shouldst die for me?



ChorusAmazing love! how can it be

That Thou, my God,shouldst die for me?Amazing love! how can it be

That Thou, my God,




2. He left His Father’s throne above;So free, so infinite His grace.

Emptied Himself of all but love,And bled for Adam’s helpless race.’Tis mercy all, immense and free,

For, O my God, it found out me.





That Thou, my God,




3. Long my imprisoned spirit lay Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;

Thine eye diffused a quickening ray,I woke, the dungeon flamed with light.My chains fell off; my heart was free.

I rose, went forth and followed Thee.





That Thou, my God,




4. No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him is mine!

Alive in Him, my living Head,And clothed in righteousness divine;Bold I approach th’eternal throne

And claim the crown,

through Christ, my own.




That Thou, my God,

shouldst die for me?Amazing love! how can it be

That Thou, my God,

shouldst die for me? W--Charles Wesley M--Thomas Campbell

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Jesus, I am Resting, Resting



Jesus, I am resting, resting,In the joy of what Thou art;

I am finding out the greatness

Of Thy loving heart.Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee,

And Thy beauty fills my soul,

For by Thy transforming power,Thou hast made me whole.



Jesus, I am resting, resting,

In the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatness

Of Thy loving heart.



O, how great Thy loving kindness,Vaster, broader than the sea!

O, how marvelous Thy goodness,

Lavished all on me!Yes, I rest in Thee, Beloved,

Know what wealth of grace is Thine,

Know Thy certainty of promise,And have made it mine.



Jesus, I am resting, resting,

In the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatness

Of Thy loving heart.



Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,I behold Thee as Thou art,

And Thy love, so pure, so changeless,

Satisfies my heart;Satisfies its deepest longings,

Meets, supplies its every need,

Compasseth me round with blessings:Thine is love indeed!





Ever lift Thy face upon meAs I work and wait for Thee;

Resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus,

Earth’s dark shadows flee.Brightness of my Father’s glory,Sunshine of my Father’s face,

Keep me ever trusting, resting,Fill me with Thy grace.





Jesus, I am resting, resting,In the joy of what Thou art;

I am finding out the greatnessOf Thy loving heart.

Words: Jean S. PigottMusic: David B. Hampton

©1998 New Spring Publishing, Inc. (ASCAP)(A Division of Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc.)

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O Worship the King



1. O worship the King,all glorious above,And gratefully sing

His wonderful love;Our Shield and Defender,

the Ancient of Days,

Pavilioned in splendor,and girded with praise.



2. O tell of His might,O sing of His grace,

Whose robe is the light,

whose canopy space.His chariots of wrath

the deep thunderclouds form,

And dark is His pathon the wings of the storm.



4. Frail children of dust,and feeble as frail,

In Thee do we trust,

nor find Thee to fail.Thy mercies how tender,

how firm to the end!

Our Maker, Defender,Redeemer, and Friend!



5. All hail to the King!in splendor enthroned;Glad praises we bring,

Thy wonders make known.Returning victorious,great conqueror of sin,King Jesus, all glorious,

our victory will win.#13--W-Robert Grant, stanzas 1-4; David Guthrie, stanza 5 / M-William Gardiner's Sacred Melodies

Stanza 5 text (c) 1997 Word Music, Inc. All Rights Reserved.CCLI License #1501423






By Faith



By faith we see the hand of God

In the light of creation's grand designIn the lives of those who prove His faithfulness

Who walk by faith and not by sight



By faith our fathers roamed the earth

With the power of His promise in their heartsOf a holy city built by God's own handA place where peace and justice reign





By faith the prophets saw a day

When the longed-for Messiah would appear With the power tobreak the chains of sin and death

And rise triumphant from the grave



By faith the church was called to go

In the power of the Spirit to the lostTo deliver captives and to preach good news

In every corner of the earth



We will stand as children of the promise

We will fix our eyes on Him our soul's rewardTill the race is finished and the work is done

We'll walk by faith and not by sight



By faith this mountain shall be moved

And the power of the gospel shall prevailFor we know in Christ all things are possible

For all who call upon His name



We will stand as children of the promise

We will fix our eyes on Him our soul's rewardTill the race is finished and the work is done

We'll walk by faith and not by sight



We will stand as children of the promise We will fix our eyes on Him our soul's reward

Till the race is finished and the work is done We'll walk by faith and not by sight

W and M--Keith & Kristyn Getty and Stuar t Townend(c) 2009 Thankyou MusicCCLI License #1501423




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