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Take My Life and Let it Be!!!

Take my Life and Let it Be!

 

That’s not what I’d call a good title for a hymn.  However, the very next line puts everything into context: 

“Take my life and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.” 

Ahh… Now it makes sense.  In fact the entire song is about surrender, commitment & offering.

 

Take my life, and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.

Take my moments and my days; let them flow in ceaseless praise.

Take my hands, and let them move at the impulse of Thy love.

Take my feet, and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee.

 

Take my voice, and let me sing always, only, for my King.

Take my lips, and let them be filled with messages from Thee.

Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I withhold.

Take my intellect, and use every power as Thou shalt choose.

 

Take my will, and make it Thine; it shall be no longer mine.

Take my heart, it is Thine own; it shall be Thy royal throne.

Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Thy feet its treasure store.

Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.

 

You will note that every line starts with the same phrase – a very contemporary approach! 

 

We plan on singing this hymn on Sept 14th in our church.  Our Pastor will precede it with this introduction:

 

The hymn, “Take My Life and Let it Be” was written by an unusual woman named Frances Havergal (1836-1879).  The daughter of a minister, she mastered Greek and Hebrew to read the scriptures in their original languages.  Having grown up in England, she traveled in Europe and enjoyed skiing in the Swiss Alps –– an unusual recreation in the nineteenth century.  She was also an accomplished singer who sometimes sang with the Philharmonic.

 

Because her voice was lovely, Frances was in demand as a concert soloist.  With all her education, however, Frances Havergal maintained a simple faith and confidence in the Lord.  She never wrote a line of poetry without praying over it.

 

Frances had begun reading and memorizing the Bible at the age of four (eventually memorizing The Psalms, Isaiah and most of the New Testament).  At seven she wrote her first poetry.

 

At age 36, she spent five days with a small group of people, some of whom were not Christians, and others of whom were lukewarm.  She spent those five days witnessing to them and praying for them, and was delighted to see her prayers answered.  By the end of that week, all ten people had devoted themselves to Christ; thanks to the work of the Holy Spirit working through Frances.  That night, too excited to sleep, Havergal sat up writing the hymn, “Take My Life and Let It Be.”  

 

Her devotion to Christ took many shapes.  For one, she quit singing in secular venues and devoted herself to Christian music.  For another, she donated her collection of jewelry to a missionary society to raise money for mission endeavors (hence the lyric “take my silver and my gold; not a mite will I withhold”).  But those were merely minor notes in the symphony of devotion that was Frances Havergal’s life.

 

During the Offering, our choir/praise team will sing Chris Tomlin’s version of the same song.  You can hear it here:

It’s basically the same song but Tomlin has added a chorus with the following lyrics: 

 

Here am I, all of me.
Take my life, it’s all for thee.
 

 

A simple, but nice sentiment to add to an already wonderful hymn.

 

 

 

 

 

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Blest be the Tie that Binds

 

Blest be the Tie that Binds

 

This Sunday, we will be singing the hymn “Blest be the Tie that Binds.”  The following is an introduction that will be read prior to our singing.

 

An orphan at the age of twelve, John Fawcett became apprenticed to a tailor and was largely self-educated.  He was affected by the preaching of George Whitefield at the age of sixteen and began preaching soon thereafter.  In 1765 Fawcett was called to serve a small, poor, country church in Wainsgate, Yorkshire (England).  Seven years later he received a call from the large and influential Carter’s Lane Church in London, England.  Fawcett accepted the call and preached his farewell sermon.  

 

Seated on packed cases, Fawcett and his wife could not restrain their tears.  They and the church members were remembering the times when he had stood with a family mourning the death of a loved one, or with a young husband as he anxiously awaited the arrival of his firstborn.  Perhaps still fresh in their minds were the times when Pastor John had taken his Bible and, quietly and earnestly, shown the way of salvation to a lost one; or perhaps the times when he had preached in the little church and the Holy Spirit had visited them in a special way.  None of these memories could be brushed from their minds, nor did they want them to be.

 

Finally, Mrs. Fawcett tearfully told her husband, “I cannot bear to leave.  How can we go?”  He confessed that he had the same feelings.  Abruptly, he ordered the men to unload the wagons.  It is this experience that became the basis for the hymn “Blest be the Tie that Binds.”

 

Written in 1772, Fawcett titled this hymn “Brotherly Love.”  It is essentially about the communion of saints, bound together in love (st. 1), united in worship (st. 2), sharing each other’s burdens (st. 3), and encouraging each other with the hope of eternal life in glory, where we will be reunited with departed friends and freed “from sorrow, toil, and pain and sin” (st. 4-6).

 

Fawcett wrote most of his hymns to be sung by his congregation at the conclusion of the sermon.   He frequently apologized to “persons of an elevated genius” for his “plain verses” but expressed the hope that they would edify “humble Christians.”

 

Despite his growing reputation as an outstanding evangelical preacher, scholar, and writer, it is estimated that Fawcett’s salary never rose above the equivalent of $200 a year. Yet out of genuine Christian love for his people, Fawcett stayed and ministered to their needs for 54 years.

 

“Blest be the Tie that Binds” draws from Acts 4:32, Gal. 3:28 and Gal. 6:2.

 

Information gathered from:

  1.  http://www.hymnary.org/hymn/PsH/315
  2. Christianity Today International/Today’s Christian magazine.  March/April 2008, Vol. 46, No. 2, Page 11
  3. Lindsay Terry’s book, The Sacrifice of Praise: Stories Behind the Greatest Praise and Worship Songs of All Time (Integrity).

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There is a hymn writer, who has written over 40 hymns; one of which you all most-likely know, that has included “lambs” or “sheep” in every one of her hymn lyrics.  Who is the hymn writer and what’s her most famous hymn?

 

Pastors & Worship Leaders – This is a nice piece of trivia to tell your congregation the next time that you sing this song in worship.

 

The answer will be posted this weekend if no one else has posted the correct answer by then.

 

(John 10:27-28) My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.   I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand.

-         Jesus

 

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Answer: The hymn writer is Henrietta L. von Hayes (1724 – 1782) and her most famous hymn is “I Am Jesus’ Little Lamb”

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Wholly Yours

Wholly Yours

 

“Wholly Yours”, written by David Crowder is an interesting song.  It’s based on Romans 8:39 and is a song that puts our place into perspective compared to a Holy God.   Crowder is a gifted writer and has included a clever “play on words” in this song.  See if you can find it – and post your response.

 

Verse 1:

I am full of earth – You are heaven’s worth!

I am stained with dirt; Prone to depravity.

You are everything that is bright and clean

The antonym of me – You are divinity.

 

Pre-Chorus 1:

But a certain sign of grace is this:

From the broken earth flowers come up

Pushing through the dirt

And You are holy, holy, holy

All heaven cries, holy, holy God

Oh you are holy, holy, holy

I want to be holy like You are

 

Verse 2:

You are everything, That is bright and clean.

And You’re covering; Me with Your majesty.

 

Pre-Chorus 2:

And the truest sign of grace was this:

From wounded hands redemption fell down

Liberating man

 

Bridge:

But the harder I try

The more clearly can I

Feel the depth of our fall

And the weight of it all

And so this might be

The most impossible thing

Your grandness in me

Making me clean

Glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah

 

Ending:

So here I am, all of me

Finally everything.  Wholly, wholly, wholly

I am wholly, wholly, wholly

I am wholly, wholly, wholly…Yours

I am full of earth and dirt and You

 

CCLI # 4613770, David Crowder

Copyright © 2005 worshiptogether.com Songs/sixsteps Music/ASCAP

(adm. by EMI CMG Publishing)

All rights reserved.Used by permission.

 

Romans 8:39 is a wonderful passage: “neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (NIV)

 

“I’m absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us. ” – the Message (Sweet!!!)

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a Surprising quote from Martin Luther!

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Reformation’s Coming ….

A Reformation reading based on Psalm 46

Pastor INTRO:            We will now recite Psalm 46 responsively.  I will use the NIV and the congregation will respond using Isaac Watt’s metrical version.

 

PSALM 46 (Metrical version – Isaac Watts)

 

Pastor: God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

All:       The church’s safety and triumph among national desolations.

God is the refuge of his saints,

 

Pastor: Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.

All:       When storms of sharp distress invade

Ere we can offer our complaints,

Behold him present with his aid.

Men:    Let Mountains from their seats be hurled

Down to the deep, and buried there,

Convulsions shake the solid world,

Women:           Our faith shall never yield to fear.

Loud may the troubled ocean roar,

In sacred peace our souls abide,

While every nation, every shore,

Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.

 

Pastor:            There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells.

All:       There is a stream, whose gentle flow

Supplies the city of our God;

Life, love, and joy still gliding through,

And wat’ring our divine abode.

 

Pastor: God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.

All:       That sacred stream, thine holy word,

That all our raging fear controls:

Sweet peace thy promises afford,

And give new strength to fainting souls.

 

Pastor: Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall; he lifts his voice, the earth melts.

 

All:       Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love,

Secure against a threat’ning hour;

Nor can her firm foundations move,

Built on his truth, and armed with power.

Men:    God fights for his church.

Let Zion in her King rejoice;

Women:           Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise,

He utters his almighty voice,

The nations melt, the tumult dies.

 

Pastor: The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.

All:       The Lord of old for Jacob fought,

And Jacob’s God is still our aid:

 

Pastor: Come and see the works of the LORD, the desolations he has brought on the earth.

All:       Behold the works his hand has wrought,

What desolations he has made!

 

Pastor: He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear, he burns the shields with fire.

All:       From sea to sea, through all the shores,

He makes the noise of battle cease;

Men:    When from on high his thunder roars,

He awes the trembling world to peace.

Women:           He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear

Chariots he burns with heav’nly flame;

 

Pastor: “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”

All:       Keep silence, all the earth, and hear

The sound and glory of his name.

“Be still, and learn that I am God;

I’ll be exalted o’er the lands;

 

Pastor: The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.

 

All:       I will be known and feared abroad;

But still my throne in Zion stands.”

Men:    O Lord of hosts, Almighty King,

While we so near thy presence dwell,

Women:           Our faith shall sit secure, and sing

Defiance to the gates of hell.

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Ancient Words

 

Ancient Words 

 

One of the things that I like to do with music is to take a pause in the singing, then play softly as the Pastor recites some pertinent statements over the music.  I think that this has a powerful effect on the congregation.  Here is an example using the song “Ancient Words” by Lynn DeShazo, made popular by Michael W. Smith, and using some additional lyrics from a song by the Casting Crowns.

 

Verse 1 (sung by the Congregation): 

Holy words long preserved

For our walk in this world;

They resound with God’s own heart,

O, let the ancient words impart;

Words of life, words of hope,

Give us strength, help us cope;

In this world where’er we roam,

Ancient words will guide us home.

 

Chorus (sung by the Congregation):

Ancient words, ever true,

Changing me, changing you;

We have come with open hearts,

O, let the ancient words impart.

 

First Reading by Pastor (as the music plays softly in the background): 

So what is it about the Bible that causes people to give their lives for it, causes oppressors to try to destroy it, and so infuriates the cultural elite today?  Clearly, the Bible is unique.  Over the centuries many great books have been written, including those by Aristotle, Plato, Shakespeare, Cervantes, and on and on; they have had an influence, of course.   But no book has ever caused the controversy aroused by the Bible or invited such severe resistance or inspired its followers to such extraordinary actions.  

 

The reason is what the Bible claims for itself.  Although it is in many respects a book like many others, a collection of ancient writings that includes a variety of genres from historical narrative to introspective philosophy, it is much more; it purports to be the Word of God itself.  Through this book God speaks, giving us an understanding of reality that transcends anything that can be envisioned by the human mind alone (see 2 Timothy 3:16-17). 

 

Verse 2 (sung by the Congregation): 

Holy words of our faith

Handed down to this age,

Came to us through sacrifice;

O, heed the faithful words of Christ;

Holy words long preserved

For our walk in this world;

They resound with God’s own heart;

O, let the ancient words impart.

 

Chorus (sung by the Congregation): 

 

Ancient words, ever true,

Changing me, changing you;

We have come with open hearts,

O, let the ancient words impart.

 

Second Reading by Pastor (as the music plays softly in the background): 

 

The Word is alive.  

And it cuts like a sword through the darkness;
With a message of life to the hopeless;
Breathing life into all who believe;
Yes, the Word is alive.
The world and its glories will fade;
But His truth; will not pass away;
It remains yesterday and forever the same;
Indeed, the Word is alive.
Simple strokes on a page.
Eternity’s secrets revealed; carried on from age-to-age.
It speaks Truth to us even still;
As the rain falls from Heaven, and feeds the earth before it returns;  
 
 

 

Lord, let Your Word fall on us and bring forth the fruit which You deserve.
With eyes wide open, let us see.

 

(from the song “The Word is Alive” – by the Casting Crowns) 

 

REPEAT CHORUS 

 

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We have come with open hearts 

O let the ancient words impart 

Copyright 2001 Integrity’s Hosanna! Music, CCLI # 2986399, Lynn DeShazo

 

 

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a Prayer of John Baillie

Let me use disappointment as material for patience.

Let me use success as material for thankfulness.

Let me use trouble as material for perseverance.

Let me use danger as material for courage.

Let me use reproach as material for long suffering.

Let me use praise as material for humility.

Let me use pleasures as material for temperance.

Let me use pain as material for endurance.

 

Source: John Baillie, quoted in George Appleton, “Journey for a Soul (Glasgow: William Collins, 1974), 222.

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an Artist, a Song, Nehemiah 8:10 and a Poem

I was listening to Chris Tomlin’s song “Holy is the Lord” recently.   I just love the verse derived from Nehemiah 8:10: 

 

We stand and lift up our hands,

For the joy of the Lord is our strength.

We bow down and worship Him now.

How great, how awesome is He.

And together we sing, Everyone sing,

Holy is the Lord, God Almighty.

The earth is filled with His glory.

 

CCLI Song No. 4158039© 2003 worshiptogether.com songsSix Steps Music (Admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing)(Admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing) Chris Tomlin / Louie Giglio

 

Here’s a link to watch Tomlin play the song if you’ve never heard it:

 

That line “the joy of the Lord is my strength” does something for me because I know that we all face challenges in life.  They are real, often times difficult and tiresome.  They can sap us of our strength if we let them consume us.  Because we are Christians doesn’t exempt us from trials, in fact, it may do the opposite.  But the “joy of the Lord is our strength.”  I’ve come to realize that in everything we do, we can praise God and glorify him.  We can even praise him through our trials and lamentations.  It happens in the Psalms all the time.  It happened with Job, and with Paul.

 

I’m not a poet by any stretch but sometimes we just have to follow an inspiration when it comes.  Here’s my probably one-and-only poem and it’s based on Nehemiah 8:10.

 

The Joy of the Lord is My Strength

When you can’t seem to get a date; remember, that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you can’t sleep and you’re up late; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When you wrestle with your own fate; remember that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you try and try to lose weight; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When you doubt getting through that narrow gate; remember, that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you strive to be more than great; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When you don’t like your very best traits; remember, that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you lack patience and can’t wait; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When you hope and pray for a clean slate; remember that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you lack the skills to really debate; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When all you can do is to deflate; remember that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you have an abnormal heart rate; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When life seems like one long rain date; remember, that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you’re old-fashioned and need an update; the joy of the Lord is your strength.

 

When you’re church has a really high attrition rate; remember that the joy of the Lord is your strength.

If you need an improved emotional state; remember, that the joy of the Lord is still your strength.

 

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Psalm Benediction

Here’s a Benediction based entirely on the Psalms:

 

Let the light of your face shine upon us, O LORD.  (Ps 4:6)

The LORD will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life;

the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore. (Ps 121:7,8)

The LORD gives strength to his people; the LORD blesses his people with peace. (Ps 29:11)

Praise be to the LORD forever!  Amen and Amen.  (Ps 89:52)

 

All scripture text is from the NIV Translation

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