No palm procession: Priests enter in silence
(After blessing of palms & proclamation of the Gospel)
Procession to the sanctuary: 230 Ride on, ride on in majesty
Gospel acc: 184 Praise to you O Christ
Offertory: 627 This is my body
Communion:
752 My Song is love unknown
249 Stay with me
Final hymn: 749 The Servant King
No palm procession: Priests enter in silence
(After blessing of palms & proclamation of the Gospel)
Procession to the sanctuary: 230 Ride on, ride on in majesty
1 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
Hear all the tribes hosanna cry;
O Saviour meek, pursue Your road
with palms and scattered garments strowed.
2 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die.
O Christ, Your triumphs now begin
o’er captive death and conquered sin.
3 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
The host of angels in the sky
look down with sad and wond'ring eyes
to see th'approaching Sacrifice.
4 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
Your last and fiercest strife is nigh.
The Father on His sapphire throne
awaits His own anointed Son.
5 Ride on, ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die,
bow Your meek head to mortal pain,
then take, O Christ, Your pow'r and reign.
Gospel acc: 184 Praise to you O Christ
Praise to you o Christ, King of eternal glory
Offertory: 627 This is my body
Holy, Holy plainchant
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of hosts.
Heaven and earth are full of your glory.
Hosanna in the highest.
Blessed is he who comes in the name
of the Lord.
Hosanna in the highest.
Memorial Acc plainchant (Save us Saviour)
Save us, Saviour of the world,
for by your Cross and Resurrection
you have set us free.
Communion:
752 My song is love unknown
My song is love unknown,
My Saviour's love to me;
Love to the loveless shown,
That they might lovely be.
O who am I, that for my sake
My Lord should take, frail flesh and die?
He came from His blest throne
Salvation to bestow;
But men made strange, and none
The longed for Christ would know:
But O! my Friend, my Friend indeed,
Who at my need His life did spend.
Sometimes they strew His way,
And His sweet praises sing;
Resounding all the day
Hosannas to their King:
Then “Crucify!” is all their breath,
And for His death they thirst and cry.
Why, what hath my Lord done?
What makes this rage and spite?
He made the lame to run,
He gave the blind their sight,
Sweet injuries! Yet they at these
Themselves displease, and ’gainst Him rise.
They rise and needs will have
My dear Lord made away;
A murderer they saved,
The Prince of life they slay,
Yet cheerful He to suffering goes,
That He His foes from thence might free.
In life, no house, no home
My Lord on earth might have;
In death no friendly tomb
But what a stranger gave.
What may I say? Heav’n was His home;
But mine the tomb wherein He lay.
Here might I stay and sing,
No story so divine;
Never was love, dear King!
Never was grief like Thine.
This is my Friend, in Whose sweet praise
I all my days could gladly spend.
249 Stay with me
Stay with me.
Remain here with me.
Watch and pray.
Watch and pray.
(repeat)
Final hymn: 749 The Servant King
1. From heaven You came, helpless babe
Entered our world, Your glory veiled
Not to be served but to serve
And give Your life that we might live
REFRAIN:
This is our God, the Servant King.
He calls us now to follow Him
To bring our lives as a daily offering
Of worship to the Servant King.
2. There in the garden of tears
My heavy load He chose to bear;
His heart with sorrow was torn,
Yet not my will, but Yours he said.
3. Come see His hands and his feet,
The scars that speak of sacrifice
Hands that flung stars into space
To cruel nails surrendered
4. So let us learn now to serve,
And in our lives enthrone Him
Each other's needs to prefer
For it is Christ we're serving
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