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Order of Worship

Call to Worship

June Hymn of the Month: All Glory Be to Christ by Dustin Kensrue (Click here to learn more.)

Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery by Matt Boswell, Matt Papa and Michael Bleaker

Corporate Confession / Pastoral Prayer

Great is Thy Faithfulness by Thomas O. Chisholm (Hymnal #43)

Corporate Giving

How Deep the Father's Love for Us by Keith Getty and Stuart Townend

Sermon: 2 Corinthians 1:3-11

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


All Glory Be to Christ

Should nothing of our efforts stand,

No legacy survive;

Unless the Lord does raise the house

In vain its builders strive.

To you who boast tomorrow's gain

Tell me, What is your life?

A mist that vanishes at dawn

All glory be to Christ!


All glory be to Christ our King!

All glory be to Christ!

His rule and reign we'll ever sing;

All glory be to Christ!

Verse 2

His will be done, His Kingdom come,

On earth as is above

Who is Himself our daily bread

Praise Him, the Lord of love!

Let living water satisfy

The thirsty without price;

We'll take a cup of kindness, yet,

All glory be to Christ!


Verse 3

When on the day the great I Am,

The Faithful and the True;

The Lamb who was for sinners slain

Is making all things new!

Behold our God shall live with us

And be our steadfast Light

And we shall e'er his people be

All glory be to Christ!


Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery

Verse 1

Come behold the wondrous mystery

in the dawning of the King.

He the theme of heaven’s praises

robed in frail humanity.

In our longing, in our darkness

now the light of life has come.

Look to Christ, who condescended

took on flesh to ransom us

Verse 2

Come behold the wondrous mystery

He the perfect Son of Man.

In His living, in His suffering

never trace nor stain of sin.

See the true and better Adam

come to save the hell-bound man.

Christ the great and sure fulfillment

of the law; in Him we stand.

Verse 3

Come behold the wondrous mystery

Christ the Lord upon the tree.

In the stead of ruined sinners

hangs the Lamb in victory.

See the price of our redemption;

see the Father’s plan unfold.

Bringing many sons to glory

grace unmeasured, love untold.

Verse 4

Come behold the wondrous mystery;

slain by death the God of life.

But no grave could e’er restrain Him;

praise the Lord; He is alive!

What a foretaste of deliverance;

how unwavering our hope.

Christ in power resurrected

as we will be when he comes.

Great is Thy Faithfulness

Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father;

There is no shadow of turning with Thee;

Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not;

As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be.


Great is Thy faithfulness!

Great is Thy faithfulness!

Morning by morning new mercies I see;

All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;

Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,

Sun, moon and stars in their courses above

Join with all nature in manifold witness

To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,

Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;

Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,

Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!

How Deep the Father's Love for Us

How deep the Father's love for us, how vast beyond all measure

That He would give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss, the Father turns His face away

As wounds which mar the Chosen One bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon the cross, my sin upon His shoulders

Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there until it was accomplished

His dying breath has brought me life, I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything, no gifts no power nor wisdom

But I will boast in Jesus Christ, His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward? His glory is the answer!

And this I know with all my heart, His wounds have paid my ransom.

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.”


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.


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!


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.


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