(NOTE: No Entrance Hymn or Final Hymn, we enter and leave the church in silence)
Entrance: No entrance hymn
Psalm: Father, into your hands I commend my spirit (led by Kath)
Gospel Acclamation: 184 Praise to you O Christ
Procession of the Cross Come Let Us Adore (missal p. 207 refrain 2)
Veneration of the Cross 226 O come and mourn with me awhile
God so loved the world
756 When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
In Christ Alone
253 Jesus, remember me
Communion: 750 Glory be to Jesus
237 O Sacred Head
This is the Bread
Final Hymn: No final hymn
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Entrance: No entrance hymn
Psalm: Father, into your hands I commend my spirit (led by Kath)
Gospel Acclamation: 184 Praise to you O Christ
Praise to you o Christ, King of eternal glory
Procession of the Cross Come Let Us Adore (missal p. 207 refrain 2)
Veneration of the Cross
226 O come and mourn with me awhile
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHBlhCAnHOY (higher than the key we have, different lyrics)
1 O come and mourn with me awhile;
See, Mary calls us to her side;
O come and let us mourn with her;
Jesus, our Love, Jesus, our Love
is crucified!
2 Have we no tears to shed for Him,
While soldiers scoff and men deride?
Ah! look how patiently He hangs:
Jesus, our Love, Jesus, our Love
is crucified!
3. How fast His hands and feet are nailed;
His blessed tongue with thirst is tied,
His failing eyes are blind with blood:
Jesus, our Love, Jesus, our Love
is crucified!
3 Seven times He spoke, seven words of love,
And all three hours His silence cried
For mercy on humanity;
Jesus, our Love, Jesus, our Love
is crucified!
4. O love of God! O human sin!
In this dread act Your strength is tried;
And victory remains with love;
Jesus, our Love, Jesus, our Love
is crucified!
God so loved the world
God so loved the world.
God so loved the world,
that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whoso believeth, believeth in Him
should not perish, should not perish
but have everlasting life.
For God sent not His Son into the world
to condemn the world.
God sent not His Son into the world
to condemn the world;
But that the world through Him might be saved.
God so loved the world.
God so loved the world,
that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whoso believeth, believeth in Him
should not perish, should not perish
but have everlasting life, everlasting life,
everlasting, everlasting life.
God so loved the world.
God so loved the world.
God so loved the world.
756 When I survey the wondrous cross
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
In Christ Alone
In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.
253 Jesus, remember me (Taize chant)
Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom
Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom
Communion: 750 Glory be to Jesus
1 Glory be to Jesus,
who, in bitter pains,
poured for me the life-blood
from his sacred veins.
2 Grace and life eternal
in that blood I find;
blest be his compassion
infinitely kind.
3 Blest, through endless ages
be the precious stream
which from endless torment,
doth the world redeem.
4 There the fainting spirit
drinks of life her fill;
there, as in the fountain,
laves hereself at will.
5 Abel's blood for vengeance
pleaded to the skies,
but the blood of Jesus
for our pardon cries.
6 Oft as it is sprinkled
on our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
terror-struck departs.
7 Oft as earth exulting
wafts its praise on high
hell with horror trembles;
heaven is filled with joy.
8 Lift ye then your voices,
swell the mighty flood;
louder still and louder,
praise the precious blood.
237 O Sacred Head
O Sacred head ill-used,
By reed and bramble scarred,
That idle blows have bruised,
And mocking lips have marred.
How dimmed that eye so tender,
How wan those cheeks appear,
How overcast that splendour,
That angel hosts revere!
What marvel if thou languish,
Vigour and virtue fled,
Wasted and spent with anguish,
And pale as are the dead.
O by thy foes’ derision,
That death endured for me,
Grant that thy open vision
A sinner’s eyes may see.
Good Shepherd, spent with loving,
Look on me, who have strayed,
Oft by those lips unmoving
With milk and honey stayed;
Spurn not a sinner’s crying
Nor from the love out cast,
But rest thy head in dying
On these frail arms at last.
In this thy sacred Passion
O that some share had I!
O may thy Cross’s fashion
O’erlook me when I die!
For these dear pains that rack thee
A sinner’s thanks receive;
O, lest in death I lack thee,
A sinner’s care relieve.
Since death must be my ending,
In that dread hour of need,
My friendless cause befriending,
Lord, to my rescue speed;
Thyself, dear Jesus, trace me
That passage to the grave,
And from thy Cross embrace me
With arms outstretched to save.
This is the Bread
This is the bread I give before I go
bread milled and ground of pain, my body's grief,
the pain of men, man's failure and defeat,
your groans and tears, your pain and all men's woe:
Take the bread, take the bread,
Take the bread and eat.
This is the cup that bought the world again,
red with the wine my hands have blessed to blood,
poured out in streams more rich than you can think,
my testament, the home and hope of men:
Take the cup , take the cup,
Take the cup and drink.
This is the body raised to life and breath
this is the blood that sings again like wine,
the scars that glow in signs of victory.
Rejoice with me, for I have conquered death;
Live in me, live in me,
live and love in me.
Final Hymn: No final hymn
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