Celebrating our 50th anniversary this weekend, by God's grace, fills my heart with thanksgiving to God for His mercies that are new every morning, for faithful ministers of Word and Sacrament, for hymnals that give us songs that are both faithful and new, for countless saints whose labors of faith, hope and love have brought us thus far.
Preserve in wave and tempest
Your storm-tossed little flock
Assailed by wind and weather,
May it endure each shock.
Stand at the helm, our pilot,
And set the course aright;
Then we will reach the harbor
In Your eternal light. (LSB 658)
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