Saint John's

Catford & Downham Team Ministry


Sunday 
Morning Prayer, Morning Mass, Sermon and Reading Sheets, Angelus and Evening Prayer

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Choral Housemates: 

Frances, Alexander, Matt and Jack :



Thank you for your music each week




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'This Joyful Eastertide'
1 This joyful Eastertide,
away with care and sorrow!
My Love, the Crucified,
hath sprung to life this morrow.

(Refrain):
Had Christ, that once was slain,
ne'er burst his three-day prison,
our faith had been in vain;
but now is Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen, arisen.

2 Death's flood hath lost its chill,
since Jesus crossed the river:
Lover of souls, from ill
my passing soul deliver,

3 My flesh in hope shall rest,
and for a season slumber,
till trump from east to west
shall wake the dead in number.

Easter  George Herbert (1593 – 1633) R.V. Williams (1756 - 1791)
Rise heart; thy Lord is risen.
Sing his praise without delays,
Who takes thee by the hand,
that thou likewise with him mayest rise;
That, as his death calcined thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and much more, just.
Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part with all thy art.
 
The Cross taught all wood to resound his name, who bore the same.
His stretched sinews taught all strings, what key
Is the best to celebrate this most high day.
Consort both heart and lute, and twist a song pleasant and long;
Or since all musick is but three parts vied and multiplied.
O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part,
And make up our defects with his sweet art.

'Thine be the glory'
Thine be the glory, risen, conqu'ring Son;
Endless is the victory, Thou o'er death hast won;
Angels in bright raiment rolled 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 hast won.

Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
Lovingly He greets us, scatters fear and gloom;
Let the church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing;
For her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting.
Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son,
Endless is the victory, Thou o'er death hast won.

No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life;
Life is naught 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 hast won.

 

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