Call to Worship – Shield About Me
Thou, O Lord, are a shield about me
You’re my glory
You’re the lifter of my head
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
You’re the lifter of my head
— based on Psalm 3:3
Prayer of Confession
Gracious Father and Loving God, be merciful and forgive.
Forgive when we act as ungrateful children.
Cleanse us from sin and give us hearts to obey.
Renew us, body, mind and spirit.
Fill us with loving hearts and willing resolves.
Set us on a path of humility and trust.
Use us to serve the broken, to care for the lost, the weak and the lonely.
Make our hearts tender to your leading.
Through Jesus. Amen.
Holy Is The Lord
We stand and lift up our hands
For the joy of the Lord is our strength
We bow down and worship him now
How great, how awesome is he
And together we sing, everyone sing
Holy is the Lord God almighty
The earth is filled with his glory
Holy is the Lord God almighty
The earth is filled with his glory
The earth is filled with his glory
We stand and lift up our hands
For the joy of the Lord is our strength
We bow down and worship him now
How great, how awesome is he
And together we sing, everyone sing
Holy is the Lord God almighty
The earth is filled with his glory
Holy is the Lord God almighty
The earth is filled with his glory
The earth is filled with his glory
It is rising up all around
It’s the anthem of the Lord’s renown
(repeat)
And together we sing, everyone sing
Holy is the Lord God almighty
The earth is filled with his glory
Holy is the Lord God almighty
The earth is filled with his glory
The earth is filled with his glory
The earth is filled with his glory
Chris Tomlin & Louie Giglio ©2003 worshiptogether.com songs/sixsteps Music. CCLI 241710
This Is My Father’s World
This is my Father’s world
And to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres
This is my Father’s world
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas
His hand the wonders wrought
This is my Father’s world
The birds their carols raise
The morning light, the lily white
Declare their maker’s praise
This is my Father’s world
He shines in all that’s fair
In the rustling grass I hear him pass
He speaks to me everywhere
This is my Father’s world
O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong
God is the ruler yet
This is my Father’s world
Why should my heart be sad
The Lord is King, let the heavens ring
God reigns, let the earth be glad
Maltbie D. Babcock, Tune TERRA BEATA. Franklin L. Sheppard © Public Domain CCLI 241710
Gifts
Profession of the Church
If God is for us, who can be against us?
He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?
Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen?
It is God who justifies.
Who then is the one who condemns?
No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written: “For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
—Romans 8:31-39, NIV
Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, holy, holy
Merciful and mighty
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity
Holy, holy, holy
Though the darkness hide thee
Though the eye of sinful man
Thy glory may not see
Only thou art holy
There is none beside thee
Perfect in pow’r, in love, and purity
Holy, holy, holy
Lord God Almighty
All thy works shall praise thy name
In earth, and sky, and sea
Holy, holy, holy
Merciful and mighty
God in three persons, blessed Trinity
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
You’re the lifter of my head
John Bacchus Dykes, Reginald Heber © Public Domain CCLI 2417710
Sermon
“This Act of Grace”
2 Corinthians 8:1-15
Apostles’ Creed
I believe in God, the Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth.
I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord,
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit and born of the virgin Mary.
He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead, and buried;
he descended to hell. The third day he rose again from the dead.
He ascended to heaven
and is seated at the right hand of God the Father almighty.
From there he will come to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy *catholic church,
the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body, and the life everlasting. Amen.
‘Catholic’ is the historic word meaning ‘universal’ – it therefore refers to the entirety of believers throughout history.
The Lord’s Supper
Dear Refuge Of My Weary Soul
Dear refuge of my weary soul, on Thee, when sorrows rise
On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, my fainting hope relies
To Thee I tell each rising grief, for Thou alone canst heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief, for every pain I feel
But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call Thee mine
The springs of comfort seem to fail, and all my hopes decline
Yet gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust
And still my soul would cleave to Thee though prostrate in the dust
Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face, and shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace, be deaf when I complain?
No still the ear of sovereign grace, attends the mourner’s prayer
Oh may I ever find access, to breathe my sorrows there
Thy mercy seat is open still, here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will, and wait beneath Thy feet,
Thy mercy seat is open still, here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will, and wait beneath Thy feet,
Anne Steele, Kevin Twit ©1998 Kevin Twit Music CCLI 241710
Doxology
Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise him, all creatures here below
Praise him above, ye heavenly host
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Amen
Thomas Ken, Tune – OLD HUNDREDTH, Genevan Psalter (1551) attr. to Louis Bourgeois
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