BPC Sunday Traditional Worship 11/27/2022 9:00 am

BPC Sunday Traditional Worship 11/27/2022 9:00 am To help support this ministry please use the link below. https://www.beulahpresby.org/give For live phone audio feed: Phone: 1-929-205-6099 Meeting ID: 958 3775 5852 Passcode: 986160 The church of Christ is not the building. We are called to go beyond our walls. Join us this week for online worship! This week's hymns: Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus 1 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. 2 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. Our God, Our Help in Ages Past 1 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home: 2 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received its frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 4 Time, like an ever rolling stream, Soon bears us all away; We fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 5 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be Thou our guard while life shall last, And our eternal home. My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less 1 My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus’ name. Refrain: On Christ, the solid Rock I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. 2 When darkness veils His lovely face, I rest on His unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. (Refrain) 3 His oath, His covenant, His blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. (Refrain) 4 When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh may I then in Him be found, Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne. (Refrain)