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Praise Service Sunday January 4, 2009. Order of Service. Opening Song Go Tell It On The Mountain Welcome / Announcements Call to Worship Songs of Praise I Saw the Light Lord I Lift Your Name on High Chalk Talk Passing the Peace Songs of Worship What Child is This? Scripture
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Order of Service • Opening Song • Go Tell It On The Mountain • Welcome / Announcements • Call to Worship • Songs of Praise • I Saw the Light • Lord I Lift Your Name on High • Chalk Talk • Passing the Peace • Songs of Worship • What Child is This? • Scripture • Isaiah 60: 1-6; Ephesians 3: 1-12; Matthew 2: 1-12 • The Message – “The Wise Men” • Communion • Offering • Give Thanks • Joys & Concerns • The Lord’s Prayer • Closing Song • I Could Sing of Your Love Forever
Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born.
While shepherds kept their watching o’er silent flocks by night,
Behold, throughout the heavens, there shone a holy light.
Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born.
The shepherds feared and trembled when, lo! Above the earth
Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born.
Down in a lowly manger the humble Christ was born
Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born.
Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born.
Call To Worship Leader: Christ our Lord invites to his table all who love him, who earnestly repent of their sin. People: Merciful God, we confess that we have not loved you with our whole heart. Leader: Hear the good news; Christ died for us while we were yet sinners; that proves God’s love toward us. People: In the name of Jesus Christ, you are forgiven
I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night.
Now I’m so happy No sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
I wandered so aimless, Life filled with sin; I wouldn’t ask my dear Saviour in.
Then Jesus came Like a stranger in the night; Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night.
Now I’m so happy No sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
Just like a blind man I wandered alone, Worries and fears I claimed for my own.
Then like the blind man That Jesus gave back his sight; Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night.
Now I’m so happy No sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
I was a fool To wander astray, For straight is the gate And narrow is the way.
Now I have traded The wrong for the right; Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night.
Now I’m so happy No sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night.
Now I’m so happy No sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light!
Lord I lift Your name on highLord I love to sing Your praisesI'm so glad You're in my lifeI'm so glad You came to save us
You came from heaven to earthTo show the wayFrom the earth to the crossMy debt to pay
From the cross to the graveFrom the grave to the skyLord I lift Your name on high
Lord I lift Your name on highLord I love to sing Your praisesI'm so glad You're in my lifeI'm so glad You came to save us
You came from heaven to earthTo show the wayFrom the earth to the crossMy debt to pay
From the cross to the graveFrom the grave to the skyLord I lift Your name on high
You came from heaven to earthTo show the wayFrom the earth to the crossMy debt to pay
From the cross to the graveFrom the grave to the skyLord I lift Your name on high
What child is this, who laid to rest, on Mary’s lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing. Haste, haste to bring Him laud, the Babe the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christian, fear for sinners here, The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through, The cross be born, for me, for you. Hail, hail the word made flesh, The Babe the Son of Mary.
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh; Come, peasant king, to own Him. The King of kings salvation brings; Let loving hearts enthrone Him