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Hymn

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty (Hymn #53)

Confession of SIN

Almighty God, you alone can bring into order the unruly wills and affections of sinners: Grant your people grace to love what you command and desire what you promise; that, among the swift and varied changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed where true joys are to be found; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.
Book of Common Prayer

ASSURANCE OF PARDON

Romans 5.6–8
    
For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

HYMN

Jesus, I Come

Out of my bondage, sorrow and night,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light
Jesus, I come to Thee,
Out of my sickness into Thy health,
Out of my wanting and into Thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into Thy self,
Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of my shameful failure and loss,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come.
Into the glorious gain of Thy cross,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of earth’s sorrows into Thy balm,
Out of life’s storms and into Thy calm,
Out of distress into jubilant psalm,
Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of unrest and arrogant pride,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into Thy blessed will to abide,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of myself to dwell in Thy love,
Out of despair into raptures above,
Upward forever on wings like a dove,
Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb,
Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come
Into the joy and light of Thy home,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of the depths of ruin untold,
Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold,
Ever Thy glorious face to behold,
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Jesus, I come to Thee.

Words by William Sleeper (1887) Music by Greg Thompson ©2000 Greg Thompson.  Used by permission.  CCLI #2321200

CONFESSION OF FAITH

Psalm 148.1-6

Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD from the heavens;
praise him in the heights!
Praise him, all his angels;
praise him, all his hosts!
Praise him, sun and moon,
praise him, all you shining stars!
Praise him, you highest heavens,
and you waters above the heavens!
Let them praise the name of the LORD!
For he commanded and they were created.
And he established them forever and ever;
he gave a decree, and it shall not pass away.

HYMN

Jesus Paid It All (Hymn #308)

Hymn

O Love That Will Not Let Me Go

O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

©1997 Christopher Miner Music.  Words:  George Matheson.  Music:  Christopher Miner. Used by permission. CCLI #2321200

Sermon

The Anthem of Deborah & Barak (Judges 5)
Jonathan Franklin, Ruling Elder

Hymn

O Day of Rest and Gladness

O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light
O balm of care and sadness, most beautiful, most bright;
On thee the high and lowly, through ages joined in tune,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, to the great God Triune.

On thee, at the creation the light first had Its birth;
On thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth;
On thee our Lord, victorious the Spirit sent from heav’n
And thus on thee, most glorious, a triple light was giv’n.

Thou art a port protected from storms that round us rise;
A garden intersected with streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain in life’s dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain, we view our promised land.

Today on weary nations, the heav’nly manna falls;
To holy convocations, the silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing with pure and radiant beams
And living water flowing, with soul refreshing streams.

New graces ever gaining, from this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining, to spirits of the blest.
To Holy Ghost be praises, to Father and to Son;
The church her voice upraises, to thee, blest Three in One.

Words by Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 ©1997 Christopher Miner Music.  Used by permission.  CCLI #2321200