Walls broken down, doors opened
history, law, traditions, rules broken
throughout the text, change
station, rank, divisions ignored
sharing his vision with slaves,
servants, subordinates
opening his heart, fully, to them,
As Peter would open his door
to these strangers, by faith
all together, by grace children
differences no more
all to be called, all can be saved
October 25, 2008
Act 10:1-16
Acts 10:34-35
Acts 10:1-48
NIV, NRSV, The Message
and sermon of October 19, 2008
“Daring, First, and Different”
by Eric Feustel
and sermon of October 26, 2008
‘A Message from God:
“Don’t Fence Me In”’
Reverend Huntley Halvorson
Suncook United Methodist Church
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Showing posts with label NRSV. Show all posts
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Sharing His Vision
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Friday, August 01, 2008
Mount Up With Wings Like Eagles
Rise up, mount up, into the heavens
leave the world and cares behind
Mount up with wings like eagles
on the love of the Lord
Trust in the one who made
the heavens and the earth
mount up, lift up your sights to heaven
and touch the face of God
Believe in the yoke you carry
heed the master’s voice
mount up on wings of eagles
your fate is your choice
Rise up on wings like eagles
share the love of God
The fields are ready for his message
and yours is the savior’s voice
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31 (NRSV, NIV)
Isaiah 40:21-31 (NRSV)
Isaiah 40:27-31 (The Message)
leave the world and cares behind
Mount up with wings like eagles
on the love of the Lord
Trust in the one who made
the heavens and the earth
mount up, lift up your sights to heaven
and touch the face of God
Believe in the yoke you carry
heed the master’s voice
mount up on wings of eagles
your fate is your choice
Rise up on wings like eagles
share the love of God
The fields are ready for his message
and yours is the savior’s voice
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31 (NRSV, NIV)
Isaiah 40:21-31 (NRSV)
Isaiah 40:27-31 (The Message)
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Mount Up
Mount up on wings of eagles,
climb up on his wings of love
soar above the struggles
hear the master’s call
Walk the savior’s footsteps
heed his call for you
Mount up on wings of eagles
and feel the creator’s love
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31 (NRSV, NIV)
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climb up on his wings of love
soar above the struggles
hear the master’s call
Walk the savior’s footsteps
heed his call for you
Mount up on wings of eagles
and feel the creator’s love
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31 (NRSV, NIV)
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Isaiah 40:27-31 (The Message)
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They shall Run
Not like the others,
not even their youth
The Lord will be their strength
and they shall not be tired
They shall run, oh they will run
they will take on the great calling
they will heed the master’s voice
For their hope is centered on the creator
and that makes all the different
He will bear them up,
he will carry them on
on his robe, on the hem of his gown
like the wings of eagles
on the strength of his breath alone
They will be lifted up, on high,
to reach the ends of the earth
to spread his love, his message
and tell of the savior’s birth
On Calvary they had slain him
and in a borrowed grave he lay
But the story wasn’t over,
as the prophets had foretold
For He like them who followed
was born anew on the wings of the creator
and he rose up to heaven
to prepare a place for them
Now the saints below are toiling
without a care or a doubt
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and the savior is all about
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is in each other’s face
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Isaiah 40:31 (NRSV, NIV)
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not even their youth
The Lord will be their strength
and they shall not be tired
They shall run, oh they will run
they will take on the great calling
they will heed the master’s voice
For their hope is centered on the creator
and that makes all the different
He will bear them up,
he will carry them on
on his robe, on the hem of his gown
like the wings of eagles
on the strength of his breath alone
They will be lifted up, on high,
to reach the ends of the earth
to spread his love, his message
and tell of the savior’s birth
On Calvary they had slain him
and in a borrowed grave he lay
But the story wasn’t over,
as the prophets had foretold
For He like them who followed
was born anew on the wings of the creator
and he rose up to heaven
to prepare a place for them
Now the saints below are toiling
without a care or a doubt
for their time here is fleeting
and the savior is all about
For the grace of the father,
is in each other’s face
and on the wings like an eagle
they shall sail above this place
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31 (NRSV, NIV)
Isaiah 40:21-31 (NRSV)
Isaiah 40:27-31 (The Message)
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Majestic Wings
As if on the majestic wings,
of the regal bird, the eagle of the sky
rising effortlessly, ascending heavenward
Hope in the Lord; do not tire; do not grow faint
For your hope shall be made real
your faith given life
Your time of testing,
of trial a brief candle’s life
A fight no more, an easy row
a wide path for your journey
You will be lifted up
on strong wings of God’s love
Soar over your land
and sing his praises
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31
but those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength,
they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
they shall walk and not faint. (NRSV)
of the regal bird, the eagle of the sky
rising effortlessly, ascending heavenward
Hope in the Lord; do not tire; do not grow faint
For your hope shall be made real
your faith given life
Your time of testing,
of trial a brief candle’s life
A fight no more, an easy row
a wide path for your journey
You will be lifted up
on strong wings of God’s love
Soar over your land
and sing his praises
August 1, 2008
Isaiah 40:31
but those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength,
they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
they shall walk and not faint. (NRSV)
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
Tested
His life a test
more than our own
it would seem
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in our bodily form
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living the law and the prophets
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known from the beginning
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December 27, 2007
Hebrews 2:10-18
NRSV
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humbly bowing to the Lord
December 27, 2007
Hebrews 2:10-18
NRSV
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Saturday, November 10, 2007
Think deeply
Ponder and thought
or so we ought
rather than blurt and bluster
which can make others fluster
well, enough of the rhyme at least
to put my mind at ease
thinking on the wisdom of the Proverb
to think before we speak,
hard for one who thinks on his feet
in the words in the ether
dancing in rhythms of their own
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conjured in the process of speech
November 10, 2007 8:35pm
If one gives answer before hearing, it is folly and shame.- Proverbs 18:13 (NRSV)
or so we ought
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thinking on the wisdom of the Proverb
to think before we speak,
hard for one who thinks on his feet
in the words in the ether
dancing in rhythms of their own
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conjured in the process of speech
November 10, 2007 8:35pm
If one gives answer before hearing, it is folly and shame.- Proverbs 18:13 (NRSV)
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