To uphold the Protestant Reformed Faith upon which our
National Constitution was established.

W. Gadsby

“What will ye see in the Shulamite?” Song. 6. 13

1. In every believer two armies are seen,
The new man of grace, and the old man of sin;
In Christ he is perfect, and free from all guilt,
Yet in himself evils are both seen and felt.


2. As one in the Lord, he’s a true son of peace;
In himself, he is nothing but sin and disgrace;
His body’s the temple of the Holy Ghost,
And Christ in him dwelleth as King of one host.


3. When Christ takes possession, and proves himself King,
Then sin, world, and Satan, their forces will bring;
Nor will they be wanting of gun-shot from hell;
The old prince of darkness will furnish them well.


4. Yet such is the power and love of our King,
In spite of all hell we of victory sing;
For though sin and devils against us unite,
’Tis Christ fights our battles, and puts them to flight.


5. The victory is thine! then let hell do its worst;
For Christ will still reign, and of Christ thou shalt boast;
And when the fight’s ended, the crown thou shalt wear,
And glory immortal with Christ thou shalt share.


W. Gadsby

“Ask for the old paths … and walk therein.” Jer. 6. 16

1. By faith in Christ I walk with God,
With heaven my journey’s end in view;
Supported by his staff and rod,
My road is safe and pleasant too.


2. I travel through a desert wide,
Where many round me blindly stray;
But he vouchsafes to be my guide,
And will not let me miss my way.


3. Though snares and dangers throng my path,
And earth and hell my course withstand,
I triumph over all by faith,
Guarded by his almighty hand.


4. With him sweet converse I maintain;
Great as he is, I dare be free;
I tell him all my grief and pain,
And he reveals his love to me.


5. Some cordial from his word he brings,
Whene’er my feeble spirit faints;
At once my soul revives and sings,
And yields no more to sad complaints.


“There is a river.” Ps. 46. 4; Ezek. 47. 1-12

1. While the dear saints of God below
Travel this vale of sin and woe,
There is a river through the road,
“Makes glad the city of our God.”


2. This river is his heavenly love,
Proceeding from the throne above;
And all its streams which here are found,
With comfort, joy, and peace abound.


3. Blest river! great its virtues are;
Pure river, O how sweet and clear!
Deep river, through the desert way;
Full river, never to decay!


4. Ye thirsty, poor, and needy souls,
For you this wondrous river rolls.
Though sin and sorrow make you sad,
Yet drink, and let your hearts be glad.


5. Drink, and for ever bless his name,
From whom these streams of mercy came :
Drink, for the fountain’s open still;
Drink, for he says, “Whoever will.”


S. Medley


But one thing is needful

Luke 10 v 42

Mr Samuel Kingham