WORSHIP TOGETHER

WELCOME AND CALL TO WORSHIP

O FOR A THOUSAND TONGUES TO SING

O for a thousand tongues to sing
my great Redeemer’s praise,
the glories of my God and King,
the triumphs of his grace.

My gracious Master and my God,
assist me to proclaim,
to spread through all the earth abroad,
the honors of thy name.

Jesus, who breaks the pow’r of sin,
and sets the pris’ner free—
his blood can make the foulest clean,
his blood availed for me.

He speaks and, list’ning to his voice,
new life the dead receive;
the mournful, broken hearts rejoice;
the humble poor believe.

Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
your loosen’d tongues employ;
ye blind, behold your Savior come;
and leap, ye lame, for joy.

Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
that bids our sorrows cease;
’tis music in the sinner’s ears,
’tis life and health and peace.

Words: Charles Wesley, 1739; Music: AZMON, C. G. Gläser, 1828; Adapter, Lowell Mason; Arr. Will Milks; PD; CCLI License #11029770

ARISE, MY SOUL, ARISE

Arise, my soul, arise,
shake off your guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice
in my behalf appears;
Before the throne, my Surety stands,
Before the throne, my Surety stands,
My name is written on his hands.

He ever lives above
for me to intercede;
His all-redeeming love,
his precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for every race,
His blood atoned for every race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Shake off your guilty fears and rise!
Shake off your guilty fears and rise!

The Father hears him pray,
his dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away
the presence of his Son;
The Spirit answers to the blood,
The Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Shake off your guilty fears and rise!
Shake off your guilty fears and rise!

My God is reconciled,
his pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for his child,
I can no longer fear.
With confidence, I now draw nigh,
With confidence, I now draw nigh,
And “Father, Abba, Father,” cry.

Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Shake off your guilty fears and rise!
Shake off your guilty fears and rise!

Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!
Arise (arise), arise (arise), arise, arise, my soul, arise!

Words: Charles Wesley, 1742; Music: Kevin Twit; © 1996 Kevin Twit Music; CCLI License #11029770

CONFESSION OF FAITH

BASED ON ROMANS 8:11

Q. In each of your battles against sin, what is your confidence that you have the capacity to prevail?

A. He who raised Christ Jesus from the dead has given life to my mortal body through his Spirit who dwells in me.

Q. In each of your battles against sin, who is your power in the fight?

A. The Holy Spirit who dwells in me and who gives me new life.

PASTORAL PRAYER

GIVING

WHO IS LIKE THE LORD OUR GOD (PSALM 113)

Our Father, he lifts from the ashes,
He raises the poor and the lost;
He seats them to dine at his table,
To feast without money or cost.
The lonely he settles in families,
The barren a mother he makes;
O happy the heart of the stranger
Who’s welcomed by this King of Grace.

Who is like the LORD our God?
Who, with glory, fills the sky,
But humbles himself with the broken to dwell?
Who is like our God?

Though equal to God in his glory,
Christ Jesus became like a slave;
He humbled himself in obedience
To Death, and the Cross, and the Grave.
Victorious, he rose to the highest;
In glory, the Savior was raised.
His name above all names exalted;
The heav’ns and the earth sing his praise!

Who is like the LORD our God?
Who, with glory, fills the sky,
But humbles himself with the broken to dwell?
Who is like our God?

O Saints, fix your eyes on the Savior
And count all your righteousness loss.
Be found in his love and his favor,
And share in his death on the cross;
That all of his power in victory,
Imparted to you may abound,
And sharing the suff’rings of Jesus,
You share in his glory and crown!

Who is like the LORD our God?
Who, with glory, fills the sky,
But humbles himself with the broken to dwell?
Who is like our God?

Who is like the LORD our God?
Who, with glory, fills the sky,
But humbles himself with the broken to dwell?
Who is like our God?

Words: Wendell Kimbrough; Music: Wendell Kimbrough & Bruce Benedict; © 2013 Wendell Kimbrough; CCLI License #11029770

SERMON

SERIES: THE LETTER TO THE ROMANS

SERMON: HE MAKES US HIS HEIRS

SCRIPTURE: ROMANS 8:12-17

12 So then, brothers, we are debtors, not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh. 13 For if you live according to the flesh you will die, but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. 14 For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. 15 For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” 16 The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, 17 and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him.

OUTLINE

Identity

Activity

Dynamics

WHO YOU SAY I AM

Who am I that the highest King
Would welcome me?
I was lost, but he brought me in—
Oh his love for me! Oh his love for me!

Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed!
I’m a child of God—yes I am!

Free at last—he has ransomed me!
His grace runs deep!
While I was a slave to sin,
Jesus died for me! Oh he died for me!

Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed!
I’m a child of God—yes I am!
In my Father’s house there’s a place for me!
I’m a child of God—yes I am!

I am chosen, not forsaken;
I am who you say I am!
You are for me, not against me;
I am who you say I am!
I am chosen, not forsaken;
I am who you say I am!
You are for me, not against me;
I am who you say I am! I am who you say I am!

Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed!
I’m a child of God—yes I am!
In my Father’s house there’s a place for me!
I’m a child of God—yes I am!

In my Father’s house there’s a place for me!
I’m a child of God—yes I am!

Words/Music: Ben Fielding & Reuben Morgan; © 2017 Hillsong Music Publishing; CCLI License #11029770

BENEDICTION