Replies

HYMN God & God Alone
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WW8VvXUv_8Q

SCRIPTURE Psalm 145:10-18
All your works shall give thanks to you, O LORD, and all your faithful shall bless you.
They shall speak of the glory of your kingdom, and tell of your power,
to make known to all people your mighty deeds, and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.

Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures throughout all generations.
The LORD is faithful in all his words, and gracious in all his deeds.

The LORD upholds all who are falling, and raises up all who are bowed down.
The eyes of all look to you, and you give them their food in due season.

You open your hand, satisfying the desire of every living thing.
The LORD is just in all his ways, and kind in all his doings.
The LORD is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.

HYMN Still
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3wwWFsSlNQ

SCRIPTURE Psalm 14
Fools say in their hearts, “There is no God.” They are corrupt, they do abominable deeds; there is no one who does good.

The LORD looks down from heaven on humankind to see if there are any who are wise, who seek after God. They have all gone astray, they are all alike perverse; there is no one who does good, no, not one.

Have they no knowledge, all the evildoers who eat up my people as they eat bread, and do not call upon the LORD?

There they shall be in great terror, for God is with the company of the righteous. You would confound the plans of the poor, but the LORD is their refuge.

O that deliverance for Israel would come from Zion! When the LORD restores the fortunes of his people, Jacob will rejoice; Israel will be glad.

HYMN Take My Hand Precious Lord
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HNZNvlhlN4

PRAYER
Almighty God, You sent your Son to seek and save each one of us lost in our sin. Through Jesus, we are freed from the consequences of sin to become your people sharing in his resurrection for eternal life. Loving God, open our hearts to hear your word and draw us closer to you.

God of mercy, hear the prayers of your people:
O God, make known all the deceptive plots by ‘The 7th Floor Group/Shadow Government.’ Reveal this entire ‘deep state’ political swamp that is unaffected by elections, unaltered by the will of the people, and exists beyond national law. Bring all to repentance that desire to go ‘downtown’ to personally profit at the expense of the people. If it is your will, help nominee Brett Kavanaugh to be established as a Supreme Court Justice to fill the seat of retiring Justice Anthony Kennedy.

Especially, we pray for your spiritual, physical, and mental protection from the schemes and attacks against President Trump and Vice President Pence and their families. Give to them Your wisdom and courage to persevere in serving according to your will to restore all that is broken within our government. Help them to stop all attempts to subvert and violate our Constitution that serves to codify our national law establishing governmental structure while honoring Godly core values.

Gracious God, revive our nation to once again become an authentic witness bringing to all the knowledge and hope of salvation through Jesus. We pray in the name of Jesus the Christ. Amen.

HYMN I’ll Walk with God
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnZnEZWDenw

SCRIPTURE Mark 6:30-34, 53-56
The apostles gathered around Jesus, and told him all that they had done and taught. He said to them, “Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.” For many were coming and going, and they had no leisure even to eat. And they went away in the boat to a deserted place by themselves.

Now many saw them going and recognized them, and they hurried there on foot from all the towns and arrived ahead of them. As he went ashore, he saw a great crowd; and he had compassion for them, because they were like sheep without a shepherd; and he began to teach them many things.
When they had crossed over, they came to land at Gennesaret and moored the boat.

When they got out of the boat, people at once recognized him, and rushed about that whole region and began to bring the sick on mats to wherever they heard he was. And wherever he went, into villages or cities or farms, they laid the sick in the marketplaces, and begged him that they might touch even the fringe of his cloak; and all who touched it were healed.

HYMN More Than Wonderful
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRTwUvZG5a0

SCRIPTURE Ephesians 3:14-21
For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth takes its name.

I pray that, according to the riches of his glory, he may grant that you may be strengthened in your inner being with power through his Spirit, and that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith, as you are being rooted and grounded in love.

I pray that you may have the power to comprehend, with all the saints, what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, so that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.

Now to him who by the power at work within us is able to accomplish abundantly far more than all we can ask or imagine, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

HYMN We Shall Behold Him
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZ3H3lg9NZM

Testimony of Thommy Dorsey: THE BIRTH OF THE HYMN "PRECIOUS LORD" "Back in 1932, I was a fairly new husband. My wife, Nettie and I were living in a little apartment on Chicago 's south side. One hot August afternoon I had to go to St. Louis where I was to be the featured soloist at a large revival meeting. I didn't want to go; Nettie was in the last month of pregnancy with our first child, but a lot of people were expecting me in St. Louis . I kissed Nettie goodbye, clattered downstairs to our Model A and, in a fresh Lake Michigan breeze, chugged out of Chicago on Route 66. However, outside the city, I discovered that in my anxiety at leaving, I had forgotten my music case. I wheeled around and headed back. I found Nettie sleeping peacefully. I hesitated by her bed; something was strongly telling me to stay But eager to get on my way, and not wanting to disturb Nettie, I shrugged off the feeling and quietly slipped out of the room with my music. The next night, in the steaming St. Louis heat, the crowd called on me to sing again and again. When I finally sat down, a messenger boy ran up with a Western Union telegram. I ripped open the envelope.... Pasted on the yellow sheet were the words: YOUR WIFE JUST DIED. People were happily singing and clapping around me, but I could hardly keep from crying out. I rushed to a phone and called home. All I could hear on the other end was "Nettie is dead. Nettie is dead.'" When I got back, I learned that Nettie had given birth to a boy. I swung between grief and joy. Yet that same night, the baby died. I buried Nettie and our little boy together, in the same casket. Then I fell apart. For days I closeted myself. I felt that God had done me an injustice. I didn't want to serve Him anymore or write gospel songs I just wanted to go back to that jazz world I once knew so well. But then, as I hunched alone in that dark apartment those first sad days, I thought back to the afternoon I went to St. Louis . Something kept telling me to stay with Nettie. Was that something God? Oh, if I had paid more attention to Him that day, I would have stayed and been with Nettie when she died.From that moment on I vowed to listen more closely to Him. But still I was lost in grief. Everyone was kind to me, especially one friend. The following Saturday evening he took me up to Maloney's Poro College , a neighborhood music school. It was quiet; the late evening sun crept through the curtained windows. I sat down at the piano, and my hands began to browse over the keys. Something happened to me then. I felt at peace. I felt as though I could reach out and touch God. I found myself playing a melody. Once in my head they just seemed to fall into place: 'Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand, I am tired, I am weak, I am worn, through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light, take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home.' The Lord gave me these words and melody, He also healed my spirit. I learned that when we are in our deepest grief, when we feel farthest from God, this is when He is closest, and when we are, most open to His restoring power. And so I go on living for God willingly and joyfully, until that day comes when He will take me and gently lead me home. - - - -Tommy Dorsey"