Sunday, October 25, 2020

Call To Worship

Lay Me Down

With this heart open wide, from the depths, from the heights, I will bring a sacrifice.

With these hands lifted high, hear my song. Hear my cry. I will bring a sacrifice.

I will bring a sacrifice.

 

I lay me down. I’m not my own, I belong to You alone.

Lay me down, lay me down. Oh, oh.

Hand on my heart this much is true, there’s no life apart from You.

Lay me down, lay me down.

 

Letting go of my pride, giving up all my rights,

Take this life and let it shine, shine, shine. Take this life and let it shine.

 

It will be my joy to say, Your will, Your way.

It will be my joy to say, Your will, Your way.

It will be my joy to say, Your will, Your way, Always.                                                                                                       

© 2012 sixsteps Music. CCLI License No. 303706.

 

I Won’t Go Back

I’ve been changed, healed, freed, delivered.

I’ve found joy, peace, grace, and favor.

I’ve been changed, healed, freed, delivered.

I’ve found joy, peace, grace, and favor.

 

Right now is the moment, today is the day.

I’ve been changed; I’ve been changed.

I have waited for this moment to come and I won’t let it pass me by.

 

I won’t go back, I can’t go back, to the way it used to be

Before Your presence came and changed me.

I won’t go back, I can’t go back, to the way it used to be

Before Your presence came and changed me.

All my shame, guilt, sins, forgiven.

No more chains, fear, my past is over.                                                                               

© 2012 William McDowell. CCLI License No. 303706.

 

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The Old Rugged Cross                           

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,

The emblem of suff’ring and shame.

And I love that old cross where the dearest and best

For a world of lost sinners was slain.

 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, till my trophies at last I lay down.

I will cling to the old rugged cross and exchange it someday for a crown.

 

O the old rugged cross, so despised by the world,

Has a wondrous attraction for me;

For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above

To bear it to dark Calvary.

 

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;

It’s shame and reproach gladly bear.

Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,

Where His glory forever I’ll share.                                                     

© 2006 Praise Charts. CCLI License No. 303706.

 

Behold the Lamb (The Victory)

See Him there, the great I Am a crown of thorns upon His head.

The Father’s heart displayed for us. Oh, God, we thank You for the cross.

 

Lifted up on Calvary’s hill we cursed Your name and even still

You bore our shame and paid the cost. Oh, God, we thank You for the cross.

 

Behold the Lamb, the story of redemption written on His hands.

Jesus, You will reign forevermore, the victory is Yours.

We sing Your praise, endless Hallelujahs to Your holy name.

Jesus, You will reign forevermore, the victory is Yours.

 

Offer up this sacrifice, for ev’ry sin our Savior died.

The Lord of Life can’t be contained; our God has risen from the grave.

Oh, our God has risen from the grave.

 

When the age of death is done we’ll see Your face, bright as the sun.

We’ll bow before the King of kings. Oh, God, forever we will sing.                                                                                                                                           
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Sermon: Pastor David Norman

 

Invitation

 

Nothing But The Blood

Oh precious is the flow that makes me white as snow.

No other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

 

What can wash away my sin, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

What can make me whole again, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

 

This is all my hope and peace, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

This is all my righteousness, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

 

Glory, glory this I sing, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

All my praise for this I bring, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

 

For my pardon this I see nothing but the blood of Jesus.

For my cleansing this my plea nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Glory, glory this I sing, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

All my praise for this I bring, nothing but the blood of Jesus.                                                                                                                     
© 2005 Hillsong. CCLI License No. 303706.

 

Observance of the Lord’s Supper

 

Benevolence Offering | Benediction

There Is A Fountain

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel’s veins,

And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains:

Lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains;

And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.

 

The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day,

And there may I, though vile as he, wash all my sins away:

Wash all my sins away, wash all my sins away;

And there may I, though vile as he, wash all my sins away.

 

E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply,

Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be till I die:

And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die;

Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be till I die.                                                                                                                                                      © Public Domain. CCLI License No. 303706.