JULY  5, 2020




Passing of the Peace: Though we are separated by distance our hearts are one in Christ. The peace of Christ be with you!



Praise God from Whom all blessings flow, Praise Him all creatures here below,

Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Amen.


Call to worship:   1 Peter 5:4-11

Pastor: I will bless the Lord at all times;
his praise shall continually be in my mouth.

People: My soul makes its boast in the Lord;
let the humble hear and be glad.

Pastor: Oh, magnify the Lord with me,
and let us exalt his name together!

People: I sought the Lord, and he answered me
and delivered me from all my fears.

ALL:  Those who look to him are radiant,
and their faces shall never be ashamed.


Songs of Praise

Come, Christians Join to Sing (Christian Bateman, 1843; tune traditional Spanish melody)

Come, Christians, join to sing Alleluia! Amen!
loud praise to Christ our King; Alleluia! Amen!
Let all, with heart and voice, before his throne rejoice;
praise is his gracious choice. Alleluia! Amen!

Come, lift your hearts on high, Alleluia! Amen!
let praises fill the sky; Alleluia! Amen!
He is our Guide and Friend; to us he’ll condescend;
his love shall never end. Alleluia! Amen

Praise yet our Christ again, Alleluia! Amen!
Life shall not end the strain; Alleluia! Amen!
On heaven’s blissful shore, his goodness we’ll adore,                                                              singing forevermore, “Alleluia, Amen!”


I Could Sing of Your Love Forever (Martin Smith)

Over the mountains and the sea,
Your river runs with love for me,
And I will open up my heart
And let the Healer set me free.

I’m happy to be in the truth,
And I will daily lift my hands:
For I will always sing of when
Your love came down.


I could sing of your love forever,
I could sing of your love forever,
I could sing of your love forever,
I could sing of your love forever. (Repeat)



Hosanna    (Brooke Fraser, Hillsong)

I see the King of Glory coming on the clouds with fire;

The whole earth shakes, the whole earth shakes.

I see his love and mercy washing over all our sin;

The people sing, the people sing:


Chorus: Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest!

Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest.


I see a generation rising up to take their place

With selfless faith, selfless faith.

I see a near revival, stirring as we pray and seek.

We’re on our knees, we’re on our knees (Chorus)


Heal my heart and make it clean,

Open up my eyes to the things unseen.

Show me how to love like You have loved me.


Break my heart for what breaks yours,

Everything I am for your kingdom’s cause,

As I go from earth into Eternity. (Chorus 2X)




Respond in Praise: 

I Surrender All (Judson VanDeVenter, 1896; tune Winfield Weeden, 1896)

All to Jesus I surrender,

All to him I freely give;

I will ever love and trust him,

in his presence daily live.

Chorus: I surrender all, I surrender all;

All to thee, my blessed Savior, I surrender all.


All to Jesus I surrender,

humbly at his feet I bow.

Worldly pleasures all forsaken,

Take me, Jesus, take me now. (Chorus)


All to Jesus I surrender,

Lord, I give myself to thee.

Fill me with thy love and power,

Let thy blessing fall on me. (Chorus)



Scripture Reading:      Colossians 4:2-6

Continue steadfastly in prayer, being watchful in it with thanksgiving.  At the same time, pray also for us, that God may open to us a door for the word, to declare the mystery of Christ, on account of which I am in prison—that I may make it clear, which is how I ought to speak.

Walk in wisdom toward outsiders, making the best use of the time. Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person.

This is the Word of the Lord.

Sermon: “Devoted Prayer and Action”


Hymn of Dedication:

Daughters and Sons (Renee Allsbrook)

Break up your unplowed ground, stop casting seeds on thorns,

plow into the bitterness, face the pain you’ve borne.

See Him on the cross, bearing all our sorrow:

He who carried every sin bids you place your load on Him…


Hallelujah, Jesus, Lamb of God,

Hallelujah to Our King!

In his light all fear and shame must flee.

My new name is “Child Who Sings”

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, He has come for me;

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, He has set me free!




Daughters and sons are we, delights to our good Father.

Christ, our Brother, Risen One, ushers us to the Throne,

where poison tongues are stilled and failures all forgotten.

Lift up your head—you’re washed, you’re freed,

and shielded from the enemy…

Hallelujah, Jesus, Lamb of God,

Hallelujah to Our King!

In his light all fear and shame must flee.

My new name is “Child Who Sings”

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, He has come for me!

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, He has set me free.


Break up your unplowed ground, break up your unplowed ground;

Daughters and sons are we, daughters and sons are we.


Lord’s Prayer:

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors.

Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil:

for thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory.  Amen


Hymn of Thanksgiving:   

Lord, With Glowing Heart I’d Praise Thee (Francis Scott Key, 1817; tune Gregorian chant)

Lord, with glowing heart I’d praise thee for the bliss thy love bestows,
for the pard’ning grace that saves me, and the peace that from it flows.
Help, O God, my weak endeavor; this dull soul to rapture raise;
Thou must light the flame, or never can my love be warmed to praise.

Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, wretched wand’rer far astray;
found thee lost, and kindly brought thee from the paths of death away.
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling, him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
and, the light of hope revealing, bade the blood-stained cross appear.

Praise thy Savior God that drew thee to that cross, new life to give,
held a blood sealed pardon to thee, bade thee look to him and live.
Praise the grace whose threats alarmed thee, roused thee from thy fatal ease;
praise the grace whose promise warmed thee, praise the grace that whispered peace.

Lord, this bosom’s ardent feeling vainly would my lips express:
low before thy footstool kneeling, deign thy suppliant’s pray’r to bless.
Let thy love, my soul’s chief treasure, love’s pure flame within me raise;
and, since words can never measure, let my life show forth thy praise. (repeat line)