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St Matthew Online Church 5th Sunday after Pentecost 7/5/20

#890          Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory

Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He has loosed the fateful lightning of
his terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.


Glory, glory! Hallelujah!
Glory, glory! Hallelujah!
Glory, glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet
that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men
before his judgment seat.
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him;
be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom
that transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free,
While God is marching on.

#26                Have Thine Own Way

  1. Have thine own way, Lord, have thine own way!
    Thou art the Potter; I am the clay.
    Mould me and make me After thy will,
    While I am waiting, Yielded and still
  • Have thine own way, Lord, have thine own way!
    Search me and try me, Master, today!
    Whiter than snow, Lord, Wash me just now,
    As in thy presence Humbly I bow.
  • Have thine own way, Lord, have thine own way!
    Wounded and weary, Help me, I pray!
    Power, all power, Surely is thine!
    Touch me and heal me, Savior divine!
  • Have thine own way, Lord, have thine own way!
    Hold o’er my being, Absolute sway!
    Fill with thy Spirit, Till all shall see
    Christ only always, Loving in me!

My Country, ‘Tis of Thee

LBW #566

  1. My country, ‘tis of thee,
    Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing: 
    Land where my fathers died,
    Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
    From every mountainside
    Let freedom ring.

     2.  My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free, Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.

      3.  Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom’s song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

      4.  Our fathers’ God, to thee,
Author of liberty, To thee we sing: 
Long may our land be bright
With freedom’s holy light. 
Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our king. 

The Star Spangled Banner
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light  
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming? 
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight, 
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? 
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,  
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.  
Oh, say does that star-­spangled banner yet wave 
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?  

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand  

Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!  
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land  
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. 
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,  
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”  
And the star-­spangled banner in triumph shall wave 
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Native American Flute Music · Saint Matthew Online Service July 5, 2020

Covid Update

A message from our Church Council

At our last church council meeting it was decided that going forward, the Wednesday evening worship service will be a “Mask Required” service.  All those attending worship will be required to wear a mask during our Wednesday service.  We are making this change out of care for all of our members. 

Masks and hand sanitizer are provided on the table at the top of the stairs and distancing is to be kept while inside the building .  We hope this will meet the needs of all. 

The Sunday morning worship service is remaining as a “Mask Optional” service.    God be with you and bless you all

St Matthew Online Church: June 28, 2020

WOV #778                             O Christ the Same 

O Christ the same, through all our story’s pages—
our loves and hopes, our failures and our fears;
eternal Lord, the king of all the ages,
unchanging still amid the passing years: 

O living Word, the source of all creation,
who spread the skies and set the stars ablaze;
O Christ the same, who wrought our whole salvation,
we bring our thanks for all our yesterdays.

O Christ the same, the friend of sinners,
sharing our inmost thoughts, the secrets none can hide;
still as of old upon your body bearing
the marks of love in triumph glorified: 

O Son of Man, who stooped for us from heaven—
O Prince of life, in all your saving power;
O Christ the same, to whom our hearts are given;
we bring our thanks for this the present hour.

O Christ the same, secure within whose keeping
our lives and loves, our days and years remain;
our work and rest, our waking and our sleeping,
our calm and storm, our pleasure and our pain;

O Lord of love, for all our joys and sorrows,
for all our hopes when earth shall fade and flee;
O Christ the same, beyond our brief tomorrows,
we bring our thanks for all that is to be.

  ELW     #712 Lord, Whose Love in Humble Service

Lord, whose love in humble service
bore the weight of human need,
who upon the cross, forsaken,
worked your mercy’s perfect deed:
we, your servants, bring the worship
not a voice alone, but heart;
consecrating to your purpose
ev’ry gift which you impart.

Still your children wander homeless;
still the hungry cry for bread;
still the captives long for freedom;
still in grief we mourn our dead. 
As you, Lord, in deep compassion
healed the sick and freed the soul,
by your Spirit send your power
to our world to make it whole.

As we worship, grant us vision,
till your love’s revealing light
in its height and depth and greatness
dawns upon our quickened sight,
making known the needs and burdens
your compassion bids us bear,
stirring us to ardent service,
your abundant life to share.

  ELW #774 Leaning on the Everlasting Arms

  1. What a fellowship, what a joy divine,
    leaning on the everlasting arms;
    what a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
    leaning on the everlasting arms.
    Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
    leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.
  2. Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way,
    leaning on the everlasting arms;
    oh, how bright the path grows from day to day,
    leaning on the everlasting arms.
    Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
    leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.

3.  What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
leaning on the everlasting arms. 
Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.

Native American Flute Music · Saint Matthew Online Service 4th Sunday After Pentecost