Sunday, September 8, 2024

09/09/2024 1h 9min
Sunday, September 8, 2024

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PreludeWelcome & News of the ChurchCall to WorshipHymn of Praise - (#108) "Rock of Ages"Praise SongsMoment for MissionConfession, Assurance, and Gloria PatriWelcoming New MembersSermon - "Welcome Home: A Place to be Known" (Psalm 100:3; Isaiah 43:1; James 5:16) - by Rev. Jason GrifficeHymn of Response - (#432) "Softly and Tenderly"Offertory - "Home Where I Belong" by Pat TerryDoxologyPrayers of the PeopleClosing Hymn - (#466) "What a Friend We Have in Jesus" (verses 1 & 3)BenedictionPostludeRock of AgesRock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure. Could my tears forever flow, Could my zeal no languor know, These for sin could not atone—Thou must save, and Thou alone: In my hand no price I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling. While I draw this final breath, When my eyes shall close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold Thee on Thy throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. Softly and TenderlySoftly and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you and for me; Patient and loving, He's waiting and watching, Watching for you and for me. CHORUS:Come home, come home, Ye who are weary, come home; Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling—Calling, "O sinner, come home!"Why should we linger when Jesus is pleading, Pleading for you and for me? Why should we wait, then, and heed not His mercies, Mercies for you and for me? [CHORUS]O for the wonderful love He has promised, Promised for you and for me; Tho' we have sinned He has mercy and perdon, Pardon for you and for me. [CHORUS]What a Friend We Have in JesusWhat a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer. Are we weak and heaven-laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our refuge—Take it to the Lord in prayer! Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer! In His arms He'll take and shield thee—Thou wilt find a solace there.