WORSHIP TOGETHER

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GATHERING & WELCOME

CALL TO WORSHIP

PSALM 62:8–12

Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him;

God is a refuge for us. (Pause)

Those of low estate are but a breath;

those of high estate are a delusion;

If riches increase, set not your heart on them.

Once God has spoken; twice have I heard this:

that power belongs to God,

and that to you, O Lord, belongs steadfast love.

For you will render to a man according to his work.

DOXOLOGY (GOD BE PRAISED)

Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise him all creatures here below
Praise him above ye heavenly host
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Praise the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit now with us
Every moment, all our days
God be praised, God be praised

Praise God with morning’s breaking light
Praise him through darkness of the night
Praise him with every breath of life
Praise him my soul with all your might

Praise the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit now with us
Every moment, all our days
God be praised, God be praised

Praise God when face to face we see
The One who died to set us free
The One who rose in victory
Praise now forever Christ our King

Praise the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit now with us
Every moment, all our days
God be praised, God be praised

Words/Music: Todd Fields and Thomas Ken; Arr. Todd Fields; ©2017 SIXFIELDSMUSIC; CCLI License 11029770

NOTHING BUT THE BLOOD

What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!

O precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know,
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!

O precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!

Nothing can for sin atone,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
Naught of good that I have done,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!

O precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know,
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!

O precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!

Words/Music: Robert Lowry, 1876; Arr. Matthew S. Smith; © 2006 Detuned Radio Music; CCLI License 11029770

NEW TESTAMENT READING

LUKE 16:13–15

¹³ No servant can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and money.”

¹⁴ The Pharisees, who were lovers of money, heard all these things, and they ridiculed him. ¹⁵ And he said to them, “You are those who justify yourselves before men, but God knows your hearts. For what is exalted among men is an abomination in the sight of God.

MINISTRY MOMENT

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PASTORAL PRAYER

GIVING

PSALM 62

My soul finds rest in God alone:
My rock and my salvation;
A fortress strong against my foes;
And I will not be shaken!
Though lips may bless, and hearts may curse,
And lies like arrows pierce me,
I’ll fix my heart on righteousness–
I’ll look to him who hears me!

O praise him, hallelujah!
My Delight and my Reward!
Everlasting, never failing:
My Redeemer, my God!

Find rest, my soul, in God alone,
Amid the world’s temptations.
When evil seeks to take a hold,
I’ll cling to my salvation!
Though riches come and riches go,
Don’t set your heart upon them.
The fields of hope in which I sow
Are harvested in heaven.

O praise him, hallelujah!
My Delight and my Reward!
Everlasting, never failing:
My Redeemer, my God!

I’ll set my gaze on God alone
And trust in him completely.
With ev’ry day, pour out my soul,
And he will prove his mercy!
Though life is but a fleeting breath–
A sigh too brief to measure–
My King has crushed the curse of death,
And I am his forever!

O praise him, hallelujah!
My Delight and my Reward!
Everlasting, never failing:
My Redeemer, my God!

Words/Music: Aaron Keyes and Stuart Townend; © 2007 Thankyou Music; CCLI License 11029770

SERMON

PROVERBS 30:7–9

⁷ Two things I ask of you; deny them not to me before I die: ⁸ Remove far from me falsehood and lying; give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the food that is needful for me, ⁹ lest I be full and deny you and say, “Who is the LORD?” or lest I be poor and steal and profane the name of my God.

MONEY PROBLEMS

JESUS, I MY CROSS HAVE TAKEN

Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shall be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I’ve sought or hoped or known.
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heav’n are still my own.

Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue.
O while thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends disown me,
Show thy face and all is bright.

Man may trouble and distress me,
‘Twill but drive me to thy breast.
Life with trials hard may press me;
Heav’n will bring me sweeter rest.
O ’tis not in grief to harm me
While thy love is left to me;
O ’twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with thee.

Go then earthly fame and treasure,
Come disaster, scorn, and pain.
In thy service pain is pleasure,
With thy favor loss is gain.
I have called thee Abba Father,
I have stayed my heart on thee.
Storms may howl and clouds may gather;
All must work for good to me.

Soul, then know thy full salvation,
Rise o’er sin and fear and care;
Joy to find in every station,
Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee,
Think what Father’s smiles are thine,
Think that Jesus died to win thee!
Child of heav’n, canst thou repine?

Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer.
Heav’n’s eternal days before thee,
God’s own hand shall guide us there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days,
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

Words: Henry Lyte, 1825; Music: Bill Moore; © 2001 Bill Moore Music; CCLI License 11029770

BENEDICTION