Proverbs 16 
[Pro 16:3] Life In The Loom
Children of yesterday, heirs of tomorrow,
What are you weaving? labor and sorrow?
Look to your loom again, faster and faster
Fly the great shuttles prepared by the Master.
There’s life in the loom! Room for it, room!
There’s life in the loom! Room for it, room!Children of yesterday, heirs of tomorrow,
Lighten the labor and sweeten the sorrow;
Now while the shuttles fly faster and faster,
Up and be doing the work with the Master.
He stands at the loom! Room for Him, room!
He stands at the loom! Room for Him, room!Children of yesterday, heirs of tomorrow,
Look at your fabric of labor and sorrow;
Seamy and dark with despair and disaster,
Turn it and lo, the design of the Master.
The Lord’s at the loom! Room for Him, room!
The Lord’s at the loom! Room for Him, room!Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Pro 16:4] Holy Father, God Almighty
Holy Father, God almighty,
Holy Jesus, God adored,
Holy Spirit, God of comfort,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!
All our praises rise before You,
God who made all that exists.
As You did with ancient offerings,
Send Your Spirit on our gifts.You gave us Your body, Jesus,
On the night You were betrayed—
Bread of heaven, earthly feasting—
Sacrifice for sins now paid.
And You gave Your blood to nourish
Body, spirit and the soul—
Cup of blessing that did heal us—
Liquid that did make us whole.We recall Your incarnation!
We recall Your earthly life!
We recall Your crucifixion
Full of agony and strife!
We recall Your resurrection
From the grave though sealed with stone!
This Your victory over death, Lord,
Gives us promise for our own.And recalling Your ascension,
We entreat You and implore
That You soon return and take us
To be with You evermore!
Send Your Spirit to be with us
As we pilgrim through this life.
Keep your church and all our loved ones
From all evil and all strife.With the saints and with the angels
We are longing, Lord, to be,
Where with praise and adoration,
Our Redeemer we shall see.
Through and with and in Christ Jesus,
In the Spirit’s unity,
Be all honor to the Father
Now and through eternity!Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Pro 16:20] Happy Are They, They That Love God
Happy are they, they that love God,
Whose hearts have Christ confessed,
Who by His cross have found their life,
And ’neath His yoke their rest.Glad is the praise, sweet are the songs,
When they together sing;
And strong the prayers that bow the ear
Of Heaven’s eternal King.Christ to their homes giveth His peace,
And makes their loves His own;
But ah, what tares the evil one
Hath in his garden sown.Sad were our lot, evil this earth,
Did not its sorrows prove
The path whereby the sheep may find
The fold of Jesu’s love.Then shall they know, they that love Him,
How all their pain is good;
And death itself cannot unbind
Their happy brotherhood.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Pro 16:23] God Bless Our School Today
Our Sunday school, our Sunday school
Is like a garden fair,
Where buds of promise grow and thrive
Beneath our Savior’s care.Refrain
And while within these happy walls
We gather now to pray,
Be this the burden of our prayer:
God bless our school today.To Jesus let us give our hearts,
In childhood’s early spring,
And then, with true believing faith,
We all His love may sing.Refrain
To Jesus let us give our lives,
And serve Him with delight,
Before the summer days are gone,
And autumn takes its flight.Refrain
God bless our school from year to year,
And crown it with His love,
Till, one by one, He calls us home,
To dwell with Him above.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Pro 16:24] Somebody Did A Golden Deed
Somebody did a golden deed,
Proving himself a friend in need;
Somebody sang a cheerful song,
Bright’ning the sky the whole day long.Refrain
Was that somebody you?
Was that somebody you?Somebody tho’t ’tis sweet to live,
Willingly said, ?I’m glad to give?;
Somebody fought a valiant fight,
Bravely he lived to shield the right.Refrain
Somebody made a loving gift,
Cheerfully tried a load to lift;
Somebody told the love of Christ,
Told how His will was sacrificed.Refrain
Somebody idled all the hours,
Carelessly crushed life’s fairest flow’rs,
Somebody made life loss, not gain,
Tho’tlessly seemed to live in vain.Refrain
Somebody filled the days with light,
Constantly chased away the night;
Somebody’s work bore joy and peace,
Surely his life will never cease.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
