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O God of Love, True Source of Peace
O God of love, true source of peace,
make wars throughout the world to cease;
the wrath of sinful hearts restrain:
give peace, O God, give peace again.
Remember, Lord, Your works of old,
the wonders that our forebears told;
remember not our sin’s deep stain:
give peace, O God, give peace again.
Whom shall we trust but You, O God?
Where rest but on Your faithful word?
None ever called on You in vain:
give peace, O God, give peace again.
Where saints and angels dwell above,
all hearts are knit in holy love;
oh bind us in that heavenly chain:
give peace, O God, give peace again.
(Words: Henry Williams Baker. Music: Samuel Webbe, the elder. Words & Music:Public Domain. Church CCLI # 2458953)
RESPONSIVE PSALM: Psalm 46
1 God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change,
though the mountains shake in the heart of the sea;
3 though its waters roar and foam,
though the mountains tremble with its tumult.
4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy habitation of the Most High.
5 God is in the midst of the city, it shall not be moved;
God will help it when the morning dawns.
6 The nations are in an uproar, the kingdoms totter; He utters his voice, the earth melts.
7 The Lord of hosts is with us;
the God of Jacob is our refuge.
8 Come, behold the works of the Lord;
see what desolations He has brought on the earth.
9 He makes wars cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow, and shatters the spear;
He burns the shields with fire.
10 “Be still, and know that I am God!
I am exalted among the nations,
I am exalted in the earth.”
11 The Lord of hosts is with us;
the God of Jacob is our refuge.
O God, Our Help in Ages Past
O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
our shelter from the stormy blast,
and our eternal home.
Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
sufficient is Thine arm alone,
and our defence is sure.
Before the hills in order stood,
or earth received her frame,
from everlasting Thou art God,
to endless years the same.
A thousand ages in Thy sight
are like an evening gone,
short as the watch that ends the night
before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever -rolling stream,
bears all our years away.
They fly forgotten, as a dream
dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
still be our guard while troubles last,
and our eternal home.
(Words: Isaac Watts, Music: William Croft, Words & Music: Public Domain, Church CCLI#2458953)
