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Text: Frank North (1850-1935) Tune: William Gardiner (1770-1853) 1 Where cross the crowded ways of life, where sound the cries of race and clan, above the noise of selfish strife, we hear your voice, O Son of Man. 2 In haunts of wretchedness and need, on shadowed thresholds fraught with fears, from paths where hide the lures of greed, we catch the vision of your tears. 3 From tender childhood's helplessness, from human grief and burdened toil, from famished souls, from sorrow

Text: Nils Johannes Holm (1778-1845) Tune: Ludvig Lindemann (1812-1887) 1. How blessed is the little flock Whom Jesus calls his own. He is their Savior and their Rock They trust in him alone. They walk by faith and hope and love, And they shall dwell with him above When hope and faith shall pass away But love will never fail. 2. My Jesus, am I in that band And am I yours alone? Do I among the chosen stand Whose lamps so brightly glow? Oh, let me not lie down to

Text and tune: Twila Paris (b. 1958) He is exalted, the King is exalted For lyrics click this link https://youtu.be/xuos8WiVF_w REFLECTION Fire upon the earth! Jesus speaks of his mission in apocalyptic terms. Fire. Fire destroys. It also purifies. If you have seen gold being purified by fire it is a beautiful but terrifying thing. The fire makes the gold liquid and burns off the dross, purifying it just as Jesus says he is separating those on earth, parents from children, si

Marjorie Jillson (1931-2010) Heinz Werner Zimmermann (1930-2022) Text: See this link for the text https://youtu.be/AolS9ydeKyE REFLECTIONS "Have no fear, little flock, it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.” This sentence is unique to Luke. I have always loved the phrase “your Father’s good pleasure.” To think of an almighty, all knowing, all powerful God, taking pleasure in giving us what is his, unstintingly, even his own beloved Son, all for