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You rule, Lord!
With universal dominion,
you reign over all creation,
over every living being,
over all that was and all that is
and all that's ever more to be...
Command us, then, to lift our eyes
that we might see what you see:
one world,
one global village,
one human family,
one life given each of us,
each life deserving reverence,
compassion, care and mercy
for each and every precious life
descends from you, O Lord,
and from your royal line...
Come wrap our lives in your reign of love:
rule over our thoughts and desires,
rule over our thoughts and desires,
rule over our passion and zeal,
rule over our dreams and schemes,
rule over our dreams and schemes,
rule over our work and achievements,
rule over our arts and science...
rule over our deeds and decisions...Rule over our hearts, O Lord of all,
with the word of your life and your truth,
with your tenderness, patience and kindness
with your mercy, wisdom and justice...
with your mercy, wisdom and justice...
Let your reign and rule be always the measure
of our compassion and care,
our selfless sacrifice,
our generous mercy,
and our attentive, unsparing love...
And remind us, Lord,
that you rule as a humble servant.
Born in a stable
the Cross is your throne;
you bleed for your subjects,
your crown's made of thorns;
your scepter is mercy,
your edicts, good news;
you lay down your life
that your people might live...
With regal power, Lord,
reconcile us and the tragic divisions
in our families, villages, cities and towns,
in and between all the nations on earth,
in our use and care of our planet's goods,
in our kinship with you:
King of Kings and Lord of hosts,
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
the Prince of everlasting peace...
You rule, Lord!
With universal dominion,
you reign over all creation,
over every living being,
over all that was and all that is
and all that's ever more to be...
Reign over all of your people, Lord,
and teach us to govern with mercy
as you have ruled over us...
Amen.
The King Shall Come by John Brownlie
sung by The Sunday 7 PM Choir
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The King shall come when morning dawns,And light triumphant breaks;When beauty gilds the eastern hills,And life to joy awakes.
Not as of old, a little childTo bear, and fight, and die,But crowned with glory like the sun,That lights that morning skyO, brighter than the rising morn,When He, victorious rose,And left the lonesome place of death,
Despite the rage of foes.
O, brighter than that glorious morn,Shall this fair morning be,When Christ, our King, in beauty comes,And we His face shall see.The King shall come when morning dawns,And light and beauty brings;—Hail! Christ the Lord; Thy people prayCome quickly, King of kings.
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