WORSHIP TOGETHER

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GATHERING & WELCOME

CALL TO WORSHIP

PSALM 27

Hear, O LORD, when I cry aloud;

be gracious to me and answer me!

You have said, “Seek my face.”

My heart says to you, “Your face, LORD, do I seek.”

BETTER IS ONE DAY

How lovely is your dwelling place, O, LORD Almighty;
For my soul longs and even faints for you.
For, here, my heart is satisfied within your presence;
I sing beneath the shadow of your wings!

Better is one day in your courts,
Better is one day in your house!
Better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere!
Better is one day in your courts,
Better is one day in your house!
Better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere!

One thing I ask and I would seek: to see your beauty,
To find you in the place your glory dwells.

Better is one day in your courts,
Better is one day in your house!
Better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere!
Better is one day in your courts,
Better is one day in your house!
Better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere!

My heart and flesh cry out
For you, the living God!
Your Spirit’s water to my soul
I’ve tasted and I’ve seen!
Come once again to me,
I will draw near to you.
[repeat]

I will draw near to you.

Better is one day!
Better is one day!

Better is one day!
(How lovely is your dwelling place!)
[repeat]

How lovely is your dwelling place!
How lovely is your dwelling place!
How lovely is your dwelling place!

Words/Music: Matt Redman; arr. Will Milks; © 1995 Thankyou Music; CCLI License 11029770

JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL

Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
‘Til life’s storm is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Receive my soul at last.

Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on thee;
Leave, oh leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on thee is stayed,
All help from thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
In the shadow of thy wings.

Thou, O Christ, are all I want,
More than all in thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is thy Name,
I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am;
Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Let me take of thee;
Spring thou up within my heart;
For all eternity.

Words: Charles Wesley, 1740; Music: Greg Thompson; © 2000 Greg Thompson Music; CCLI License 11029770

NEW TESTAMENT READING

MARK 7:20–23

²⁰ And he said, “What comes out of a person is what defiles him. ²¹ For from within, out of the heart of man, come evil thoughts, sexual immorality, theft, murder, adultery, ²² coveting, wickedness, deceit, sensuality, envy, slander, pride, foolishness. ²³ All these evil things come from within, and they defile a person.”

PASTORAL PRAYER

GIVING

COME TO ME

You are weighed down; you are worried.
Child I see you; child I know you.
Bring your burdens; bring your labor.
Come to me.

Come to me, come to me,
Come to me if you are weary.
I will give you, I will give you my rest.

I am gentle; I am humble.
Let me teach you, let me show you.
Trade your burden; mine is easy.
Come to me.

Come to me, come to me,
Come to me if you are weary.
I will give you, I will give you my rest.

Words/Music: 2017 © Wendell Kimbrough; CCLI License 11029770

SERMON

PROVERBS 13:12

¹² Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.

HEALING THE HEART

HAST THOU HEARD HIM

Hast thou heard him, seen him, known him?
Is not thine a captured heart?
Chief among ten thousand own him,
Joyful choose the better part.

Captivated by his beauty,
Worthy tribute haste to bring.
Let his peerless worth constrain thee,
Crown him now unrivaled King.

What can strip the seeming beauty,
From the idols of the earth?
Not a sense of right or duty,
But the sight of peerless worth.

Captivated by his beauty,
Worthy tribute haste to bring.
Let his peerless worth constrain thee,
Crown him now unrivaled King.

‘Tis that look that melted Peter,
‘Tis that face that Stephen saw,
‘Tis that heart that wept with Mary,
Can alone from idols draw.

Captivated by his beauty,
Worthy tribute haste to bring.
Let his peerless worth constrain thee,
Crown him now unrivaled King.

Words: Ora Rowan, 19th c.; Music: Joel Littlepage; © 2010 Joel Littlepage Music; CCLI License 11029770

BENEDICTION