Entrance: Come Ye Thankful People Come
Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of harvest home; All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin; God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied; Come to God’s own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest home.
All the world is God’s own field, Fruit unto His praise to yield; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown; First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear: Grant oh harvest, lord that we Wholesome grain and pure may be.
For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take His harvest home; From His field shall in that day All offenses purge away; Give His angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast; But the fruitful ears to store In His garner evermore.
Offertory: O God You Search Me
O God, you search me and you know me. All my thoughts lie open to your gaze. When I walk or lie down, you are before me, Ever the maker and keeper of my days.
You know my resting and my rising. You discern my purpose from afar, and with love everlasting you besiege me: In ev'ry moment of life or death, you are.
Before a word is on my tongue, Lord, you have known its meaning through and through. You are with me beyond my understanding: God of my present, my past and future too.
Although your Spirit is upon me, still I search for shelter from your light. There is nowhere on earth I can escape you: Even the darkness is radiant in your sight.
For you created me and shaped me, gave me life within my mother's womb. For the wonder of who I am, I praise you: Safe in your hands, all creation is made new
Communion: Bread of Life
Bread of life and cup of hope, we come as gift to you. Change our hearts; fill us with peace. Transform our lives anew. Open our eyes so that we might see your presence in one another. Your life, poured out in love today, unites us all in you.
Loving Lord, Creator God, open our eyes to see the good that lives in each of us, that called the world to be. And when we fail to see the good, when friendship falter and crumble, give us the courage to forgive that we may live in peace.
Living Word, o Son of God, your love shows us the way that we may live in harmony, and from you never stray. Wipe all oppression from our midst; give us a love for all people. Your song of justice sing in us, to live for peace today.
Recessional: I Know That My Redeemer Lives
I know that my Redeemer lives! What joy the blest assurance gives! He lives, he lives, who once was dead; He lives, my everliving head!
He lives triumphant from the grave; He lives eternally to save; He lives in majesty above; He lives to guide his church in love.
He lives to silence all my fears; He lives to wipe away my tears; He lives to calm my troubled heart; He lives all blessings to impart.
He lives, all glory to his name! He lives my Savior, still the same; What joy this blest assurance gives: I know that my Redeemer lives!
