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Call to Worship

O Worship the King (Hymn #10) by Robert Grant

It Is Well with My Soul (Hymn #493) by Horatio G. Spafford

Corporate Confession / Pastoral Prayer

Hymn of the Month: Not In Me by Eric Schumacher and David L.Ward (Click here to learn more.)

Corporate Giving

Doxology by Thomas Ken

Sermon: Mark 11:27-33

My Savior's Love (Hymnal #512) by Charles H. Gabriel

Benediction

O Worship the King

O worship the King all glorious above,

And gratefully sing his wonderful love;

Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,

Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of his might, O sing of his grace,

Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space.

His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,

And dark is his path on the wings of the storm.

Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?

It breathes in the air; it shines in the light;

It streams from the hills; it descends to the plain;

And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,

In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;

Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,

Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend!

It Is Well with My Soul

When peace like a river attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,

“It is well, it is well with my soul.”

Refrain

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul)

It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control,

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,

And has shed his own blood for my soul.

Refrain

My sin— O, the bliss of this glorious thought!—

My sin, not in part, but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

Refrain

And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;

The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend;

Even so, it is well with my soul.

Refrain

Not In Me

No list of sins I have not done,

No list of virtues I pursue,

No list of those I am not like,

Can earn myself a place with You.

O God! Be merciful to me—

I am a sinner through and through!

My only hope of righteousness

Is not in me, but only You.

No humble dress, no fervent prayer,

No lifted hands, no tearful song,

No recitation of the truth

Can justify a single wrong.

My righteousness is Jesus' life,

My debt was paid by Jesus' death,

My weary load was borne by Him

And he alone can give me rest.

No separation from the world,

No work I do, no gift I give,

Can cleanse my conscience, cleanse my hands;

I cannot cause my soul to live.

But Jesus died and rose again—

The pow'r of death is overthrown!

My God is merciful to me

And merciful in Christ alone.

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My righteousness is Jesus' life,

My debt was paid by Jesus' death,

My weary load was borne by Him

And he alone can give me rest.

Doxology

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

From all that dwell below the skies,

Let the Creator’s praise arise;

Let the Redeemer’s Name be sung,

Through every land, by every tongue.

Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord;

Eternal truth attends Thy Word.

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,

Till suns rise and set no more.

Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring,

In songs of praise divinely sing;

The great salvation loud proclaim,

And shout for joy the Savior’s Name.

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.

My Savior’s Love

I stand amazed in the presence

Of Jesus the Nazarene,

And wonder how He could love me,

A sinner, condemned, unclean.

Refrain

How marvelous! How wonderful!

And my song shall ever be:

How marvelous! How wonderful!

Is my Savior’s love for me!

For me it was in the garden

He prayed, “Not My will, but Thine”;

He had no tears for His own griefs,

But sweat drops of blood for mine.

Refrain

He took my sins and my sorrows,

He made them His very own;

He bore the burden to Calv’ry,

And suffered and died alone.

Refrain

When with the ransomed in glory

His face I at last shall see,

’Twill be my joy through the ages

To sing of His love for me.

Refrain

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