Tuesday of Week 16 in Ordinary Time

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Hymns for the Mass

Entrance Hymn

The Lord is my Light

Verse 1
The Lord is my light, my help, my salvation.
Why should I fear?
With God I fear no one.
God protects me all my life.
With the Lord what should I dread?
Refrain
The Lord is my light,
the Lord is my help,
the Lord is my salvation.

Offertory Hymn

In Bread We Bring You Lord

Verse 1
In bread we bring you Lord, our body's' labour
In wine we offer you our spirit's grief
We do not ask you, Lord, who is my neighbor?
But stand united now, one in belief
Oh we have gladly heard,  your word, your holy word
And now in answer Lord, our gifts we bring
Our selfish hearts make true, our failing faith renew
Our life belongs to you, our Lord and King
Verse 2
The bread we offer you is blessed and broken
And it becomes for us our spirit’s food
Over the cup we bring, your word is spoken
Make it your gift to us, your healing blood
Take all that daily toil, plant in our heart’s poor soil
Take all we start and spoil, each hopeful dream
The chances we have missed, the graces we resist
Lord, in thy Eucharist, take and redeem

Communion Hymn

Love is His Word

Verse 1
Love is his word, love is his way,
feasting with men, fasting alone,
living and dying, rising again,
Love, only love, is his way.
Refrain
Richer than gold is the love of my Lord:
better than splendour and wealth.
Verse 2
Love is his way, love is his mark,
sharing his last Passover feast,
Christ at his table, host to the twelve.
Love, only love, is his mark.
Verse 3
Love is his mark, love is his sign,
bread for our strength, wine for our joy,
"This is my body, this is my blood",
Love, only love, is his sign.

Recessional Hymn

How Great Thou Art

Verse 1
Oh Lord, my God
When I, in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed
Refrain
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Verse 2
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin
Verse 3
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration
And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art