PRELUDE:  We’ve a Story to Tell to the Nations by Robert Powell



HYMN: O for a Thousand Tongues  [Azmon]


INTROIT:  Come, Labor On by Richard Kenneth Fitzgerald

Come, labor on.  Who dares stand idle on the harvest plain, while all around us waves the golden grain?  And to each servant does the master say, “Go work today.”  Come, labor on.  The enemy is watching night and day, to sow the tares, to snatch the seed away; while we in sleep our duty have forgot, he slumbered not.  Come, labor on.  Away with gloomy doubts and faithless fear!  No arm so weak but may do service here: by feeblest agents may our God fulfill his righteous will.  Come, labor on.  Claim the high calling angels cannot share to young and old the Gospel gladness bear: redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly.  The night draws nigh.  Come, labor on.  No time for rest, till glows the western sky, till the long shadows o’er our pathway lie, and a glad sound comes with the setting sun, “Servants, well done.”  [Jane Laurie Borthwick]


SCRIPTURE LESSON: Mark 3:13-15 & Matthew 9:35-38

HYMN: Go Tell the World!  [Sine Nomine]

SERMON: “Sent Out”

ANTHEM:  Lord, Here Am I by John Ness Beck

Master, Thou callest, I gladly obey; only direct me, and I’ll find Thy way.  Teach me the mission appointed for me, what is my labor, and where it shall be. Master, Thou callest, and this I reply, “Ready and willing, Lord, here am I.”  Willing, my Savior, to take up the cross; willing to suffer reproaches and loss; willing to follow, if Thou will but lead; only support me with grace in my need.  Master, Thou callest, and this I reply, “Ready and willing, Lord, here am I.” Living or dying, I still would be Thine, yet I am mortal while Thou art divine.  Pardon, whenever I turn from the right; pity, and bring me again to the light.  Master, Thou callest, and this I reply, “Ready and willing, Lord, here am I.”  [Fannie Crosby]


HYMN: May the God of Hope Go with Us [Argentina]


RESPONSE: Go, Labor On! by Richard Warner

Go, labor on! Spend and be spent!  Thy joy to do the Father’s will; it is the way the Master went; should not the servant tread it still?  Go, labor on!  Enough, while here, if he shall praise thee, if he deign the willing heart to mark and cheer: no toil for him shall be in vain.  Go, labor on, while it is day!  The world’s dark night is hastening on: speed thy work!  Cast sloth away!  It’s not thus that souls are won.  Toil on, faint not!  Keep watch, and pray!  Be wise the erring soul to win; go forth into the world’s highway!  Compel the wanderer to come in!  Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice!  For toil comes rest, for exile home; soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom’s voice, the midnight cry, “Behold, I come!”  [Horatius Bonar]


The flowers have been given today in celebration of Hubert Lloyd’s birthday by his wife, Shelley Hellen.

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