Call to Worship
Lift up your heads, you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors,
that the King of glory may come in.
Who is this King of glory?
The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle.
Lift up your heads, you gates; lift them up, you ancient doors,
that the King of glory may come in.
Who is he, this King of glory?
The Lord Almighty—he is the King of glory.
—Psalm 24:7-10 (NIV)
Prayer of Confession
Loving and Generous Father,
Be merciful to us and forgive.
As you forgive,
We ask that you would heal us,
From sin and self and pride.
Help us in our daily struggle to
Love and follow Christ.
Refresh our journey,
With hearts of generosity,
That the world may know your
Goodness and peace.
Through Jesus. Amen.
How Firm a Foundation
How firm a foundation
Ye saints of the Lord
Is laid for your faith
In his excellent Word
What more can he say
Than to you he hath said
To you, who for refuge
To Jesus have fled
Fear not, I am with thee
O be not dismayed
For I am thy God
And will still give thee aid
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee
And cause thee to stand
Upheld by my righteous
Omnipotent hand
When through the deep waters
I call thee to go
The rivers of woe
Shall not thee overflow
For I will be with thee
Thy troubles to bless
And sanctify to thee
Thy deepest distress
When through fiery trials
Thy pathways shall lie
My grace, all sufficient
Shall be thy supply
The flame shall not hurt thee
I only design
Thy dross to consume
And thy gold to refine
The soul that on Jesus
Hath leaned for repose
I will not, I will not
Desert to its foes
That soul, though all hell
Should endeavor to shake
I’ll never, no never
No never forsake
John Rippon’s Selection of Hymns, 1787, alt. Tune, FOUNDATION, American folk hymn.
Christ Is Risen
Let no one caught in sin remain
Inside the lie of inward shame
But fix our eyes upon the cross
And run to him who showed great love
And bled for us
Freely you’ve bled for us
Christ is risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead
We are one with him again
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Beneath the weight of all our sin
You bowed to none but heaven’s will
No scheme of hell, no scoffer’s crown
No burden great can hold you down
In strength you reign
Forever let your church proclaim
Christ risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead
We are one with him again
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
O, death, where is your sting
O, hell, where is your victory
O, church, come stand in the light
Our God is not dead, he’s alive, he’s alive
Christ risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead
We are one with him again
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Christ risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead
We are one with him again
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Matt Maher, Mia Fieldes © 2009 Thankyou Music CCLI License 241710
Gifts — O Sacred Head
O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded, with thorns thine only crown;
How pale art thou with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn!
Oh how your face bends solemn, which once was bright as morn!
Men mock and taunt and jeer thee, thou noble countenance,
Though mighty worlds shall fear thee and flee before thy glance.
Grim death, with cruel rigor, hath robbed thee of thy life;
Thus thou hast lost thy vigor, thy strength in this sad strife.
You bled by our hands, you bled by our hands
You bled by our hands, you bled
My burdens you have carried, my sins you have borne,
For it was my transgression which brought this worldly scorn.
I cast me down before thee, wrath – my rightful lot;
But you have sweet mercy, Redeemer by the cross.
You bled by our hands, you bled by our hands
You bled by our hands, you bled
For me, for you, for us
For me, for you, for us
For me, for you, for us
A Litany of Praise to Our Gracious God
For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
that though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor,
so that you through his poverty might become rich.
From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another.
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?
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine,according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
—2 Corinthians 8:9, John 1:16, Romans 8: 32, Ephesians 3:20-21
How Great Is Our God
The splendor of a King
Clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice
He wraps himself in light
And darkness tries to hide
And trembles at his voice
And trembles at his voice
How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God
Age to age he stands
And time is in his hands
Beginning and the End
Beginning and the End
The Godhead, three in one
Father, Spirit, Son
The Lion and the Lamb
The Lion and the Lamb
How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God
Name above all names
Worthy of all praise
My heart will sing
How great is our God
Then sings my soul
My Savior God, to thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
(repeat)
How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God
Chris Tomlin, Ed Cash, Jesse Reeves. ©2004 worshiptogether.com songs/sixsteps Music/Alletrop. CCLI 241710
Sermon
“Overflowing Generosity”
2 Corinthians 9:6-15
The Lord’s Supper
This morning please silently reflect on the Apostles’ Creed as you prepare to take the Lord’s Supper.
The 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.
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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