Sunday 10:30 am

27 NOVEMBER 2022

Outside Service

Hemby Program Center
9760 Happy Valley Dr.
Charlotte, NC 28270

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Come thou Fount of every blessing
tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount––I’m fixed upon it––
mount of God’s unchanging love!

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
hither by thy help I’m come
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor,
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace now like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.

Words: Robert Robinson, 1758; Music: American folk tune, Arr. Matthew S. Smith; © 2006 Detuned Radio Music; CCLI License #11029770


O little town of Bethlehem
how still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
the silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
the everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary
and gathered all above;
While mortals sleep the angels keep
their watch of wond’ring love;
O morning stars together
proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God, the King,
and peace to men on earth!

How silently, how silently,
the wondrous gift is given;
So God imparts to human hearts
the blessings of his heaven.
No ear may hear his coming
but in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still
the dear Christ enters in;
Where meek souls will receive him still
the dear Christ enters in!

O holy Child of Bethlehem,
descend to us we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in,
be born in us today;
We hear the Christmas angels;
the great, glad tidings tell!
O come to us––abide with us;
our Lord, Emmanuel!
O come to us––abide with us;
our Lord, Emmanuel!

Words: Phillips Brooks, 1868; Music: Lewis Henry Redner, 1868; Arr. Will Milks; PD; CCLI License #11029770



Leader: If there is any encouragement in Christ, any comfort from love, any participation in the Spirit any affection and sympathy,

People: Let us strive to be of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind.

Leader: Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves.

People: Let each of us look not only to our own interests, but also to the interests of others.

Leader: Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus

People: Who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.

Leader: Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name,

People: So that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. Amen.




Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
And with fear and trembling stand.
Ponder nothing earthly minded,
For with blessing in his hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth;
Our full homage to demand!

King of kings, yet born of Mary;
As of old on earth he stood.
Lord of lords, in human vesture;
In the body and the blood.
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heav’nly food.

At his feet the six winged seraph––
Cherubim with sleepless eye––
Veil their faces to the presence,
As with ceaseless voice they cry:
“Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Lord Most High!”

Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way,
As the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day,
That the pow’rs of hell may vanish!
As the darkness clears away!

Words/Music: Gerard Moultrie, 1864; PD; Arr. Red Mountain Music; CCLI License #11029770



1 But there will be no gloom for her who was in anguish. In the former time he brought into contempt the land of Zebulun and the land of Naphtali, but in the latter time he has made glorious the way of the sea, the land beyond the Jordan, Galilee of the nations.

2 The people who walked in darkness
    have seen a great light;
those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness,
    on them has light shone.
3 You have multiplied the nation;
    you have increased its joy;
they rejoice before you
    as with joy at the harvest,
    as they are glad when they divide the spoil.
4 For the yoke of his burden,
    and the staff for his shoulder,
    the rod of his oppressor,
    you have broken as on the day of Midian.
5 For every boot of the tramping warrior in battle tumult
    and every garment rolled in blood
    will be burned as fuel for the fire.
6 For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given;
and the government shall be upon his shoulder,
    and his name shall be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
7 Of the increase of his government and of peace
    there will be no end,
on the throne of David and over his kingdom,
    to establish it and to uphold it
with justice and with righteousness
    from this time forth and forevermore.
The zeal of the LORD of hosts will do this.


Joyful Light

Ruling Peace



Come, thou, long-expected Jesus;
born to set thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us;
let us find our rest in thee.
Israel’s strength and consolation,
hope of all the earth thou art,
Dear Desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.

Joy to those who long to see thee,
Dayspring from on high, appear;
Come, thou promised Rod of Jesse;
of thy birth we long to hear!
O’er the hills the angels singing news,
glad tidings of a birth:
“Go to him, your praises bringing;
Christ the Lord has come to earth!”

Come to earth to taste our sadness,
he whose glories knew no end;
By his life he brings us gladness,
our Redeemer, Shepherd, Friend.
Leaving riches without number,
born within a cattle stall;
This the everlasting wonder:
Christ was born the Lord of all!

Born thy people to deliver,
born a child and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever,
now thy gracious Kingdom bring:
By thine own eternal Spirit
rule in all our hearts alone,
By thine all-sufficient merit
raise us to thy glorious throne.

Words: vv. 1, 4, Charles Wesley, 1744.; vv. 2-3, Mark E. Hunt, 1978; Music: Rowland Hugh Pritchard, 1830; CCLI License #11029770



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