Man of Sorrows
Words and music by Matt Crocker and Brooke Ligertwood
© 2012 Hillsong Music Publishing (APRA; CCLI #353754
Man of Sorrows, Lamb of God,
By His own betrayed.
The sin of man and wrath of God
Has been on Jesus laid.
Silent as He stood accused,
Beaten, mocked and scorned;
Bowing to the Father’s will,
He took a crown of thorns.
Oh, that rugged cross, my salvation,
Where Your love poured out over me;
Now my soul cries out, hallelujah,
Praise and honor unto Thee.
Sent of heaven, God’s own Son
To purchase and redeem,
And reconcile the very ones
Who nailed Him to that tree.
Now my debt is paid,
It is paid in full
By the precious blood
That my Jesus spilled.
Now the curse of sin
Has no hold on me.
Whom the Son sets free,
Oh, is free indeed.
(repeat)
See, the stone is rolled away,
Behold the empty tomb.
Hallelujah, God be praised,
He’s risen from the grave!
Oh, that rugged cross, my salvation,
Where Your love poured out over me;
Now my soul cries out, hallelujah,
Praise and honor unto Thee.
Call to Worship (Psalm 103:1-5)
Congregation: Bless the LORD, O my soul,
and all that is within me,
bless His holy name!
Bless the LORD, O my soul,
and forget not all his benefits,
who forgives all your iniquity,
who heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit,
who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy,
who satisfies you with good
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
10,000 Reasons (Bless the Lord)
Words and Music: Jonas Myrin and Matt Redman © 2011 SHOUT!
PUBLISHING (ASCAP), sixsteps music (ASCAP), SAID AND DONE
MUSIC (ASCAP), and THANKYOU MUSIC (PRS); CCLI# 353794
Bless the Lord, O my soul, O my soul;
Worship His holy name.
Sing like never before, O my soul;
I’ll worship Your holy name.
The sun comes up,it’s a new day dawning.
It’s time to sing Your song again.
Whatever may pass ,and whatever lies before me,
Let me be singing when the evening comes.
You’re rich in love and You’re slow to anger.
Your name is great and Your heart is kind.
For all Your goodness I will keep on singing;
Ten thousand reasons for my heart to find.
And on that day when my strength is failing,
The end draws near, and my time has come.
Still my soul will sing your praise unending
Ten thousand years and then forevermore.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, O my soul;
Worship His holy name.
Sing like never before, O my soul;
I’ll worship Your holy name.
I’ll worship Your holy name,
Lord, I’ll worship Your holy name.
Sing like never before,
O my soul;
I’ll worship Your holy name,
I’ll worship Your holy name,
Lord, I’ll worship Your holy name.
How Much I Owe
Text: Adapted by Brian Davis from Robert Murray M’Cheyne
Music: Brian Davis
When this passing world is done,
When has set the glaring sun;
When I stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o’er the finished story,
Then, Lord, I’ll fully know —
Not till then — how much I owe,
How much I owe.
When I stand before the throne,
Dressed in beauty not my own;
When I see You as You are,
Love You with a sinless heart,
Then Lord, I’ll fully know —
Not till then — how much I owe.
Then Lord, I’ll fully know —
Not till then — how much I owe.
How much I owe.
When the praise of Heav’n I hear,
Loud as thunder to my ear;
Loud as many waters’ noise,
Sweet as harp’s melodious voice,
Chosen not for good in me,
Wakened up from wrath to flee;
Hidden in the Savior’s side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.
Then Lord, I’ll fully know —
Not till then — how much I owe.
Then Lord, I’ll fully know —
Not till then — how much I owe.
How much I owe.
Confession of Sin
Almighty and most merciful Father,
we are thankful that your mercy is
higher than the heavens,
wider than our wanderings,
deeper than all our sin.
Forgive our frivolous attitude toward life,
our callousness toward suffering,
our envy of those who have more than we have,
our obsession with creating a life of constant
pleasure,
our indifference to the treasures of heaven,
our neglect of your wise and gracious law.
Help us to change our way of life
so that we may desire what is good,
love what you love,
and do what you command,
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Speak, O Lord
Words and Music by Keith Getty & Stuart Townend
Copyright © 2005 Thankyou Music; CCLI #353794
Speak, O Lord, as we come to You
To receive the food of Your Holy Word.
Take Your truth, plant it deep in us;
Shape and fashion us in Your likeness,
That the light of Christ might be seen today
In our acts of love and our deeds of faith.
Speak, O Lord, and fulfill in us
All Your purposes for Your glory.
Teach us, Lord, full obedience,
Holy reverence, true humility;
Test our thoughts and our attitudes
In the radiance of Your purity.
Cause our faith to rise; cause our eyes to see
Your majestic love and authority.
Words of pow'r that can never fail—
Let their truth prevail over unbelief.
Speak, O Lord, and renew our minds;
Help us grasp the heights of Your plans for us—
Truths unchanged from the dawn of time
That will echo down through eternity.
And by grace we'll stand on Your promises,
And by faith we'll walk as You walk with us.
Speak, O Lord, till Your church is built
And the earth is filled with Your glory.
Job 42
Then Job answered the Lord and said:
“I know that you can do all things,
and that no purpose of yours can be thwarted.
3 ‘Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?’
Therefore I have uttered what I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.
4 ‘Hear, and I will speak;
I will question you, and you make it known to me.’
5 I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear,
but now my eye sees you;
6 therefore I despise myself,
and repent in dust and ashes.”
2
After the Lord had spoken these words to Job, the Lord
said to Eliphaz the Temanite: “My anger burns against
you and against your two friends, for you have not
spoken of me what is right, as my servant Job has.
8 Now therefore take seven bulls and seven rams and go
to my servant Job and offer up a burnt offering for
yourselves. And my servant Job shall pray for you, for I
will accept his prayer not to deal with you according to
your folly. For you have not spoken of me what is right,
as my servant Job has.” 9 So Eliphaz the Temanite and
Bildad the Shuhite and Zophar the Naamathite went and
did what the Lord had told them, and the Lord accepted
Job's prayer.
7
And the Lord restored the fortunes of Job, when he
had prayed for his friends. And the Lord gave Job twice
as much as he had before. 11 Then came to him all his
brothers and sisters and all who had known him before,
and ate bread with him in his house. And they showed
him sympathy and comforted him for all the evil that the
Lord had brought upon him. And each of them gave
him a piece of money and a ring of gold. 12 And the Lord
blessed the latter days of Job more than his beginning.
And he had 14,000 sheep, 6,000 camels, 1,000 yoke of
10
oxen, and 1,000 female donkeys. 13 He had also seven
sons and three daughters. 14And he called the name of
the first daughter Jemimah, and the name of the second
Keziah, and the name of the third Keren-happuch.15 And
in all the land there were no women so beautiful as Job's
daughters. And their father gave them an inheritance
among their brothers. 16 And after this Job lived 140
years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, four
generations. 17 And Job died, an old man, and full of
days.
Into the river I will wade,
There my sins are washed away;
From the heavens, mercy streams
Of the Savior’s love for me.
I will rise from waters deep
Into the saving arms of God;
I will sing salvation songs;
Jesus Christ has set me free.
Blessed Be Your Name
How Deep the Father’s Love for Us
Text and Music: Stuart Townend © 1995 Kingsway’s Thankyou
Music/ASCAP; CCLI #353794
How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure;
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory.
Behold the man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders;
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished;
His dying breath has brought me lifeI know that it is finished.
I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no pow’r, no wisdom;
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer,
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.
What the Lord Has Done in Me
Words & Music by Reuben Morgan ©1998 Reuben Morgan/Hillsong
Publishing; CCLI #353794
Let the weak say, “I am strong,”
Let the poor say, “I am rich,”
Let the blind say, “I can see,
It’s what the Lord has done in me.”
Hosanna, hosanna
To the Lamb that was slain;
Hosanna, hosanna,
Jesus died and rose again.
(repeat)
Words and Music by Matt and Beth Redman
© 2002 Thankyou Music (Admin. By EMI Christian Music Publishing)
UBP; CCLI #353794
Blessed be Your Name
In the land that is plentiful,
Where Your streams of abundance flow.
Blessed be Your Name
Blessed be Your Name
When I’m found in the desert place,
Though I walk through the wilderness.
Blessed be Your Name.
Every blessing You pour out
I’ll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in, Lord,
Still I will say;
Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
Blessed be Your Name.
Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
Blessed be Your glorious Name.
Blessed be Your name
When the sun’s shining down on me,
When the world’s “all as it should be.”
Blessed be Your Name.
Blessed be Your Name
On the road marked with suffering,
Though there’s pain in the offering.
Blessed be Your Name.
Every blessing You pour out
I’ll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in, Lord,
Still I will say;
You give and take away.
You give and take away.
My heart will choose to say,
Lord, blessed be Your Name.
(repeat)