Song Sheet October 20th
Entrance Hymn: O God Our Help in Ages Past
O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home.
Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting, thou art God, To endless years the same.
A thousand ages, in thy sight, Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever rolling stream, Soon bears us all away; We fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.
Offertory Hymn: We Will Rise Again
Like a shepherd I will feed you; I will gather you with care. I will lead you and hold you close to my heart.
(Refrain) We will run and not grow weary, for our God will be our strength, and we will fly like the eagle, we will rise again.
I am strength to the weary; to the weak I am new life. Though the young may grow weary, I will be their hope. (To Refrain)
Lift up your eyes, and see who make the stars. I lead you, and I know you, I call you each by name. (To Refrain)
Fear not, I am with you; I am your God, I will strengthen you and help you; uphold you with my hand. (To Refrain)
Communion Hymn: I Received the Living God
(Refrain) I received the living God, and my heart is full of joy. I received the living God, and my heart is full of joy.
Jesus said: I am the bread kneaded long to give you life; you who will partake of me need not ever fear to die. (To refrain)
Jesus said: I am the way, and my Father longs for you; so I come to bring you home to be one with us anew. (To refrain)
Jesus said: I am the truth; come and follow close to me. You will know me in your heart, and my word shall make you free. (To refrain)
Jesus said: I am the life far from whom no thing can grow, but receive this living bread, and my Spirit you shall know. (To refrain)
Recessional Hymn: Three Days
Three days our world was broken; the Lord of life lay dead. “Take up your cross,” he told us who followed where he led. Would we now hang in torment with thieves on every side, our Passover shattered, our hope crucified? Three days we hid in silence, in bitter fear and grief. Three days we clung together where he had washed our feet.
Three days and on the third day, the women came at dawn. His tomb, they said, was empty, his broken body gone. Who could believe their story? The dead do not arise, yet he walks among us, and with our own eyes we’ve seen him at this table; we’ve shared his bread and wine. Hearts burning bright within us, we’ve seen his glory shine.
Three days our world was broken and in an instant healed, God’s covenant of mercy in mystery revealed. Two thousand years are one day in God’s eternal sight, and yesterday’s sorrows are this day’s delight. Though still Christ’s body suffers, pierced daily by the sword, yet death has no dominion: the risen Christ is Lord!
