SUNDAY MARCH 28, 2021
*congregation standing as able
“All Glory, Laud, and Honor,” BWV 735
by J. S. Bach (1685–1750)
Nathan Skinner, organ
Sanctus, from Requiem
Words: Isaiah 6:3, Mark 11:10
Music: G. Fauré (1845–1924)
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth.
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of Hosts [armies].
Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.
Full are heaven and earth, of your glory.
Hosanna in excelsis.
Hosanna in the highest.
* CALL TO WORSHIP
David Rix, Moderator
Leader: Lift up your heads, O you gates, and be lifted up, you everlasting doors, and the King of glory shall come in.
People: Who is the King of glory?
Leader: The LORD of hosts – he is the king of glory. Blessed is he who comes in the name of the LORD.
People: Hosanna in the highest!
Leader: With boughs in hand, join in the festal procession up to the horns of the altar.
People: Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures for ever. Hosanna in the highest!
* INVOCATION, CONFESSION, & LORD’S PRAYER
Our Father who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our coming day’s bread;
And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors;
And lead us not into trial, but deliver us from the Evil One.
For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.
LIFE OF THE CHURCH
Leader: The Word of the Lord
People: Thanks be to God
Words: Henry Milman (1791–1868)
Music: Grayston Ives (b. 1948)
Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry;
thy humble beast pursues his road
with palms and scattered garments strowed.
In lowly pomp ride on to die!
O Christ, thy triumphs now begin
o’er captive death and conquered sin.
The winged squadrons of the sky
look down with sad and wondering eyes
to see the approaching sacrifice.
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh;
the Father, on his sapphire throne,
awaits his own anointed Son.
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
bow thy meek head to mortal pain,
then take, O God, thy power, and reign.
THE PASSION GOSPEL
Bill Pearson, Director of Health Science Ministries
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
Park Street Strings
Mark Booker, Senior Minister
Submit a Prayer Request
Lord, Come Away
Words: Jeremy Taylor (1613–1667)
Music: Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872–1958)
Gregory Hanson, tenor
Lord! come away!
Why dost Thou stay?
Thy road is ready; and Thy paths, made straight
With longing expectation, wait
The consecration of Thy beauteous feet!
Ride on triumphantly!
Behold we lay our lusts and proud wills in Thy way!
Hosanna! Welcome to our hearts! Lord, here
Thou hast a temple too; and full as dear
As that of Sion, and as full of sin:
Nothing but thieves and robbers dwell therein;
Enter, and chase them forth, and cleanse the floor!
Crucify them, that they may never more
Profane that holy place
Where Thou hast chose to set Thy face!
And then, if our stiff toungues shall be
Mute in the praises of Thy Deity,
The stones out of the temple wall
Shall cry aloud and call
“Hosanna!” and Thy glorious footsteps greet!
Nathan Skinner, organ
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