Online Services 15th of November and 8th of November

Welcome to Holy Trinity Online! We are living in extraordinary times, but we have pulled out all the stops to bring services to your computers or mobile devices. Check this page for links to podcasts and news on future services. Our services will appear below as they become available.

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Teachers – we salute you!

Teachers have been hard at work during the latest national lockdown. But then, a good teacher always has a big job on. They dedicate their entire lives for just one cause – helping others build their own. Our vicar, Robert Thompson, reflects.

All creatures of our God and King,
lift up your voice and with us sing
alleluia, alleluia!
Thou burning sun with golden beam,
thou silver moon with softer gleam,
O praise him, O praise him,
alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Thou rushing wind that art so strong,
ye clouds that sail in heav’n along,
O praise him, alleluia!
Thou rising morn, in praise rejoice,
ye lights of evening, find a voice,
O praise him, O praise him,
alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Thou flowing water, pure and clear,
make music for thy Lord to hear,
alleluia, alleluia!
Thou fire so masterful and bright,
that givest man both warmth and light,
O praise him, O praise him,
alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Dear mother earth, who day by day
unfoldest blessings on our way,
O praise him, alleluia!
The flowers and fruits that in thee grow,
let them His glory also show.
O praise him, O praise him,
alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Let all things their Creator bless,
and worship him in humbleness,
O praise him, alleluia!
Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son,
and praise the Spirit, three in one,
O praise him, O praise him,
alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Audio Podcast for Remembrance Sunday, 8th November

To Duty
Addressing the needs of the nation in a time of crisis is our human duty, and a Christian duty too. It shows we know where the service is at. Join us for worship online on Remembrance Sunday, where our reader, Bob Kelly, leads reflections. 

And did those feet in ancient time
walk upon England’s mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
on England’s pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
among these dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
till we have built Jerusalem
in England’s green and pleasant land.