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Thanksgiving Service for Lyn
Cullompton Baptist Church
January 8th, 2000
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Thanksgiving for Lyn
led by the Revd. David Evans
Evelyn Edwards: 23 May 1923 - 3 January 2000
"Her Christ-like radiance and joyful serice for her Lord
has wonderfully enriched us all."
D. Evans
INTRODUCTION
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HYMN
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In Heavenly love abiding, no change my heart shall fear;
and safe is such confiding for nothingchanges here.
The storm may roar without me, my heart may low be laid,
but god is round about me, and can I be dismayed?
Wherever He may guide me, no want shall turn me back;
my Shepherd is beside me, and nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim,
He knows the way He taketh, and I will walk with Him.
Green pastures are before me, which yet I hae not seen;
bright skies will soon be o'er me, where the dark clouds have been.
My hope I cannot measure my path to life is free,
my Saviour hs my treasure, and He will walk with me.
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PRAYER
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READING
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Always be glad because of the Lord!
I will say it again: Be glad.
Always be gentle with others.
The Lord will soon be here.
Don't worry about anything but pray about everything.
With thankful hearts offer up our prayers and requests to God.
Then, because you belong to Christ Jesus. God will blessyou with peace that no one can completely understand.
And this peace will control the way you think and feel.
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HYMN
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Father, I place into Your hands the things that I can't do.
Father, I place into Your hands the times that I've been through.
Father, I place into Your hands the way that I should go,
for I know I always can trust You.
Father, I place into Your hands my friends and family.
Father, I place into Your hands the things that trouble me.
Father, I place into Your hands the person I would be,
for I know I always can trust You.
Father, we love to seek Your face, we love to hear Your voice.
Father, we love to sing Your praise, and in Your name rejoice.
Father, we love to walk with Your and in Your presence rest,
for we know we always can trust You.
Father, I wat to be with You and do the things You do.
Father , I want to speak the words that You are speaking too.
Father, I want to love the ones that You will draw to You,
for I know that I am one with You.
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TRIBUTES
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PRAYER
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HYMN
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Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son,
endless is the victory Thou o er death has won;
Angels in bright raiment rolled away the stone away,
kept the folded grave-clothes where Thy body lay.
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,
endless is the victory Thou o'er death has won.
Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
lovingly He greets s, scatters fear and gloom;
let the Church with gladness hymns of triumph sing,
for her Lord ow liveth; death hath lost its sting.
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,
endless is the victory Thou o'er death has won.
No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life;
life is nought without Thee; aid us in our strife;
Make us more than conquerors, through Thy deathless love:
bring us safe through Jordan to Thy home above.
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,
endless is the victory Thou o'er death has won.
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