Prelude
Welcome & News of the Church
Call to Worship
Hymn of Praise - (#337) "Praise to the Lord, the Almighty"
Moment for Children & Youth, by Keri Scroggins
Praise Songs
Confession & Assurance, led by Rev. Sharon Yagerlener
Gloria Patri
Choral Anthem
Sermon - "The Little Book that changed My Life" (Philemon) - by Rev. Jason Griffice
Hymn of Response - (#544) "The Bond of Love"
Offertory
Doxology
Prayers of the People, led by Amy Hemseri-Sabala
Sending Hymn - (#404) "O Love that Wilt Not Let Me Go"
Benediction
Postlude
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear,
Now to His temple draw near;
Join me in glad adoration!
Praise to the Lord, who o'er all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yes, so gently sustaineth!
Has thou not seen
How all thy longings have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.
Ponder anew
What the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.
Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him.
Let the Amen
Sound from His people again:
Gladly for aye we adore Him.
Amen
The Bond of Love
We are one in the bond of love,
We are one in the bond of love;
We have joined our spirit with the Spirit of God,
We are one in the bond of love.
Let us sing now, everyone,
Let us feel His love begin;
Let us join our hands that the world will know
We are one in the bond of love.
O Love that Wilt Not Let Me Go
O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee;
I lay in dust life's glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red,
Life that shall endless be.
Amen.
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