CALL TO WORSHIP · CALL TO WORSHIP Pastor: God is light, in whom there is no darkness at all. People: Jesus Christ is the light of the world. Pastor: And this is the judgment, that

CALL TO WORSHIP

Pastor: God is light, in whom there is no darkness at all.

People: Jesus Christ is the light of the world.

Pastor: And this is the judgment, that the light has come into the world,

People: and we loved darkness rather than light.

LET ALL MORTAL FLESH KEEP SILENCEPublic Domain

Let all mortal flesh keep silence,

And with fear and trembling stand;

Ponder nothing earthly minded,

For with blessing in His hand,

Christ our God to earth descending

Comes our homage to demand.

King of kings, yet born of Mary,

As of old on earth He stood,

Lord of lords, in human vesture,

In the body and the blood;

He will give to all the faithful

His own self for heavenly food.

Rank on rank the host of heaven

Spreads its vanguard on the way,

As the Light of light descendeth

From the realms of endless day,

Comes the powers of hell to vanquish

As the darkness clears away.

OLD TESTAMENT READINGGenesis 3:10-15 (ESV)

10 And he said, “I heard the sound of you in the garden, and I was afraid,

because I was naked, and I hid myself.” 11 He said, “Who told you that

you were naked? Have you eaten of the tree of which I commanded you

not to eat?” 12 The man said, “The woman whom you gave to be with

me, she gave me fruit of the tree, and I ate.” 13 Then the Lord God said

to the woman, “What is this that you have done?” The woman said, “The

serpent deceived me, and I ate.”

14 The Lord God said to the serpent,

“Because you have done this,

cursed are you above all livestock

and above all beasts of the field;

on your belly you shall go,

and dust you shall eat

all the days of your life.15 I will put enmity between you and the woman,

and between your offspring and her offspring;

he shall bruise your head,

and you shall bruise his heel.”

READING FROM THE PROPHETSIsaiah 53:1-10, 12b (ESV)

1 Who has believed what he has heard from us?

And to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed?2 For he grew up before him like a young plant,

and like a root out of dry ground;

he had no form or majesty that we should look at him,

and no beauty that we should desire him.3 He was despised and rejected by men,

a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief;

and as one from whom men hide their faces

he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

4 Surely he has borne our griefs

and carried our sorrows;

yet we esteemed him stricken,

smitten by God, and afflicted. 5 But he was pierced for our transgressions;

he was crushed for our iniquities;

upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,

and with his wounds we are healed.6 All we like sheep have gone astray;

we have turned—every one—to his own way;

and the Lord has laid on him

the iniquity of us all.

7 He was oppressed, and he was afflicted,

yet he opened not his mouth;

like a lamb that is led to the slaughter,

and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent,

so he opened not his mouth.8 By oppression and judgment he was taken away;

and as for his generation, who considered

that he was cut off out of the land of the living,

stricken for the transgression of my people?9 And they made his grave with the wicked

and with a rich man in his death,

although he had done no violence,

and there was no deceit in his mouth.

10 Yet it was the will of the Lord to crush him;

he has put him to grief;

when his soul makes an offering for guilt,

he shall see his offspring; he shall prolong his days;

the will of the Lord shall prosper in his hand.

12 ...he bore the sin of many,

and makes intercession for the transgressors.

poem IS IT I?by Eugene Peterson

Christ’s round-table seminar

on sin, with wine

and bread for a snack,

for a moment

strays

from the psalm (was it the fifty-first?) they

are studying together

and it gets personal.

Ideas

in the head

are realized as facts in the heart.

Tympanic questions

percuss

the drumhead table:

Is it I / Is it I / Is it I?

Will I be among the lucky

eleven? Or will

I be the luckless

one?

Will doubt tonight mature in my denial?

Will sloth

sleep out a final betrayal?

Will greed break out

and make its grab?

Kyrie eleison. Kyrie eleison.

poem JUDAS, PETERby Luci Show

because we are all

betrayers, taking

silver and eating

body and blood and asking

(guilty) is it I and hearing

him say yes

it would be simple for us all

to rush out

and hang ourselves

but if we find grace

to cry and wait

after the voice of morning

has crowed in our ears

clearly enough

to break our hearts

he will be there

to ask us each again

do you love me?

LAST WORDS (TENEBRAE)Andrew Peterson / Ben Shive (CCLI# 48841)

Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do

Forgive them, they know not what they do...

Today you will be with me in Paradise

You will be with me today…

Behold your son, behold your mother, behold your son...

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Why have you forsaken me?...

I thirst, I thirst

It is finished, it is finished…

Father, into your hands, into your hands

I commit my spirit

READING FROM THE GOSPELLuke 23:26-38 (ESV)

26 And as they led him away, they seized one Simon of Cyrene, who was coming

in from the country, and laid on him the cross, to carry it behind Jesus. 27 And

there followed him a great multitude of the people and of women who were

mourning and lamenting for him. 28 But turning to them Jesus said, “Daughters

of Jerusalem, do not weep for me, but weep for yourselves and for your

children. 29 For behold, the days are coming when they will say, ‘Blessed are the

barren and the wombs that never bore and the breasts that never nursed!’ 30 Then they will begin to say to the mountains, ‘Fall on us,’ and to the hills,

‘Cover us.’ 31 For if they do these things when the wood is green, what will

happen when it is dry?”

32 Two others, who were criminals, were led away to be put to death with him. 33 And when they came to the place that is called The Skull, there they crucified

him, and the criminals, one on his right and one on his left. 34 And Jesus said,

“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” And they cast lots to

divide his garments. 35 And the people stood by, watching, but the rulers

scoffed at him, saying, “He saved others; let him save himself, if he is the Christ

of God, his Chosen One!” 36 The soldiers also mocked him, coming up and

offering him sour wine 37 and saying, “If you are the King of the Jews, save

yourself!” 38 There was also an inscription over him, “This is the King of

the Jews.”


39 One of the criminals who were hanged railed at him, saying, “Are you not the

Christ? Save yourself and us!” 40 But the other rebuked him, saying, “Do you not

fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation? 41 And we

indeed justly, for we are receiving the due reward of our deeds; but this man

has done nothing wrong.” 42 And he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come

into your kingdom.” 43 And he said to him, “Truly, I say to you, today you will be

with me in paradise.”

WELL DONE, GOOD AND FAITHFULAedan Peterson / Andrew Peterson / Isaac Watts (CCLI# 48841)

Why has my God my soul forsook, nor will a smile afford

Thus David once in anguish spoke and thus our dying Lord

For it’s your chief delight to dwell among your praising saints

And yet you hear us groan as well and pity our complaints

Our fathers trusted in your name and great deliverance found

But he’s a worm despised of men who trot him to the ground

Men shake their heads and pass him by and laugh his soul to scorn

“In vain he trusts in God,” they cry, neglected and forlorn

But you are he who formed his flesh by your own mighty word

And since he hung upon the breast his hope was in the Lord

Why would his father hide his face when foes stand threatening ‘round

In his dark hour of deep distress and not a helper found

Why, oh why, my God?


For the joy set before him he endured

And is seated at the right hand of the throne

Well done, good and faithful, well done

Well done, good and faithful one

Behold your dear one left among with the cruel and the proud

As mighty bulls so fierce and strong, as lions roaring loud

From earth and hell and sorrows meet to multiply the pain

They nail his hands, they pierce his feet and mock him yet again

But if your sovereign hand let loose a rage in earth and hell

Why would my Heavenly father bruise the son he loved so well?

He prayed in dark Gethsemane, “Withhold this bitter cup”

But he resigned his will to thee and drank the sorrows up

Our savior cried with David’s grief, “In groans I waste my breath

Thy hand has brought me down beneath the bitter dust of death”

And then he gave his spirit up to trust it in your hand

His dying flesh reposed in hope, to rise at your command



For the joy set before him he endured

And is seated at the right hand of the throne



Well done good and faithful one

poem HOLY SONNETS: DEATH, BE NOT PROUDby John Donne

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee

Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;

For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow

Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with thee do go,

Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,

And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,

And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well

And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?

One short sleep past, we wake eternally

And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

READING FROM THE PSALMSPsalm 22:1-11 (ESV)

1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?2 O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer,

and by night, but I find no rest.

3 Yet you are holy,

enthroned on the praises of Israel.4 In you our fathers trusted;

they trusted, and you delivered them.5 To you they cried and were rescued;

in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

6 But I am a worm and not a man,

scorned by mankind and despised by the people.7 All who see me mock me;

they make mouths at me; they wag their heads;8 “He trusts in the Lord; let him deliver him;

let him rescue him, for he delights in him!”

9 Yet you are he who took me from the womb;

you made me trust you at my mother’s breasts.10 On you was I cast from my birth,

and from my mother’s womb you have been my God.11 Be not far from me,

for trouble is near,

and there is none to help.

READING FROM THE GOSPELMark 15:33-39 (ESV)

33 And when the sixth hour had come, there was darkness over the whole land

until the ninth hour. 34 And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice,

“Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you

forsaken me?” 35 And some of the bystanders hearing it said, “Behold, he is

calling Elijah.” 36 And someone ran and filled a sponge with sour wine, put it

on a reed and gave it to him to drink, saying, “Wait, let us see whether Elijah

will come to take him down.” 37 And Jesus uttered a loud cry and breathed his

last. 38 And the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. 39 And

when the centurion, who stood facing him, saw that in this way he breathed his

last, he said, “Truly this man was the Son of God!”

THE SILENCE OF GODAndrew Peterson (CCLI# 48841)

It’s enough to drive a man crazy, it’ll break a man’s faith

It’s enough to make him wonder if he’s ever been sane

When he’s bleating for comfort from thy staff and thy rod

And the heavens’ only answer is the silence of God

It’ll shake a man’s timbers when he loses his heart

When he has to remember what broke him apart

This yoke may be easy, but this burden is not

When the crying fields are frozen by the silence of God

And if a man has got to listen to the voices of the mob

Who are reeling in the throes of all the happiness they’ve got

When they tell you all their troubles have been nailed up to that cross

Then what about the times when even followers get lost?

‘Cause we all get lost sometimes...

There’s a statue of Jesus on a monastery knoll

In the hills of Kentucky, all quiet and cold

And He’s kneeling in the garden, as silent as a stone

All His friends are sleeping and He’s weeping all alone

And the man of all sorrows, he never forgot

What sorrow is carried by the hearts that he bought

So when the questions dissolve into the silence of God

The aching may remain, but the breaking does not

The aching may remain, but the breaking does not

In the holy, lonesome echo of the silence of God

O SACRED HEAD NOW WOUNDEDPublic Domain

O sacred Head, now wounded

With grief and shame weighed down

Now scornfully surrounded

With thorns, Thine only crown

How pale thou art with anguish

With sore abuse and scorn

How does that visage languish

Which once was bright as morn

Which once was bright as morn

What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered

T’was all for sinners’ gain

Mine, mine was the transgression

But Thine the deadly pain

Lo, here I fall, my Savior

‘Tis I deserve Thy place

Look on me with Thy favor

Vouchsafe to me Thy grace

Vouchsafe to me Thy grace

What language shall I borrow

To thank Thee, dearest friend

For this Thy dying sorrow

Thy pity without end

O make me Thine forever

And should I fainting be

Lord, let me never, never

Outlive my love for Thee

Outlive my love for Thee

READING FROM THE GOSPELJohn 19:28-30 (ESV)

28 After this, Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfill the

Scripture), “I thirst.” 29 A jar full of sour wine stood there, so they put a sponge

full of the sour wine on a hyssop branch and held it to his mouth. 30 When Jesus

had received the sour wine, he said, “It is finished,” and he bowed his head and

gave up his spirit.

poem GOOD FRIDAYby Christina Rossetti

Am I a stone, and not a sheep,

That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross,

To number drop by drop Thy blood’s slow loss,

And yet not weep?

Not so those women loved

Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;

Not so fallen Peter, weeping bitterly;

Not so the thief was moved;

Not so the Sun and Moon

Which hid their faces in a starless sky,

A horror of great darkness at broad noon –

I, only I.

Yet give not o’er,

But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;

Greater than Moses, turn and look once more

And smite a rock.

ALWAYS GOODAndrew Peterson (CCLI# 48841)

Do You remember how Mary was grieving?

How You wept and she fell at Your feet?

If it’s true that You know what I’m feeling

Could it be that You’re weeping with me?

Arise, O Lord, and save me

There’s nowhere else to go

You’re always good, always good

Somehow this sorrow is shaping my heart like it should

And You’re always good, always good

Well it’s so hard to know what You’re doing

Why won’t You tell it all plain?

But You said You’d come back on the third day

And Peter missed it again and again

So maybe the answer surrounds us

But we don’t have eyes to see

That You’re always good, always good

This heartache is moving me closer than joy ever could

And You’re always good

My God, my God, be near me

There’s nowhere else to go

And Lord, if You can hear me

Please help Your child to know

That You’re always good, always good

As we try to believe what is not meant to be understood

Will You help us to trust Your intentions for us are still good

‘Cause You laid down Your life

And You suffered like I never could




44 It was now about the sixth hour, and there was darkness over the whole land

until the ninth hour, 45 while the sun’s light failed. And the curtain of the temple

was torn in two. 46 Then Jesus, calling out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into

your hands I commit my spirit!” And having said this he breathed his last. 47

Now when the centurion saw what had taken place, he praised God, saying,

“Certainly this man was innocent!” 48 And all the crowds that had assembled for

this spectacle, when they saw what had taken place, returned home beating

their breasts. 49 And all his acquaintances and the women who had followed him

from Galilee stood at a distance watching these things.

50 Now there was a man named Joseph, from the Jewish town of Arimathea.

He was a member of the council, a good and righteous man, 51 who had not

consented to their decision and action; and he was looking for the kingdom of

God. 52 This man went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus.

53 Then he took it down and wrapped it in a linen shroud and laid him in a

tomb cut in stone, where no one had ever yet been laid. 54 It was the day of

Preparation, and the Sabbath was beginning. 55 The women who had come with

him from Galilee followed and saw the tomb and how his body was laid. 56 Then

they returned and prepared spices and ointments.

On the Sabbath they rested according to the commandment.

GOD RESTEDAndrew Peterson (CCLI# 48841)

So they took His body down

The man who said He was the resurrection and the life

Was lifeless on the ground

The sky was red as blood along the blade of night

As the sabbath fell they shrouded Him in linen

They dressed Him like a wound

The rich man and the women

They laid Him in the tomb

Six days shall you labor

The seventh is the Lord’s

In six He made the earth and all the heavens

But He rested on the seventh

God rested

He said that it was finished

And the seventh day, He blessed it

God rested

So they laid their hopes away

They buried all their dreams about the kingdom He proclaimed

And they sealed them in the grave

As a holy silence fell on all Jerusalem

But the Pharisees were restless

Pilate had no peace

And Peter’s heart was reckless

Mary couldn’t sleep

But God rested

Six days shall you labor

The seventh is the Lord’s

In six He made the earth and all the heavens

But He rested on the seventh

God rested

He worked till it was finished


He said that it was good


God rested

The sun went down

The sabbath faded

The holy day was done and all creation waited

HOMILYPastor Charles Johnson

IS HE WORTHY?Andrew Peterson / Ben Shive (CCLI# 48841)

Do you feel the world is broken? (We do)

Do you feel the shadows deepen? (We do)

But do you know that all the dark

won’t stop the light from getting through? (We do)

Do you wish that you could see it all made new? (We do)

Is all creation groaning? (It is)

Is a new creation coming? (It is)

Is the glory of the Lord to be the light within our midst? (It is)

Is it good that we remind ourselves of this? (It is)

Is anyone worthy? Is anyone whole?

Is anyone able to break the seal and open the scroll?

The Lion of Judah who conquered the grave

He is David’s root and the Lamb who died to ransom the slave

Is He worthy? Is He worthy?

Of all blessing and honor and glory

Is He worthy of this?

He is

Does the Father truly love us? (He does)

Does the Spirit move among us? (He does)

And does Jesus, our Messiah hold forever those He loves? (He does)

Does our God intend to dwell again with us? (He does)

Is anyone worthy? Is anyone whole?

Is anyone able to break the seal and open the scroll?

The Lion of Judah who conquered the grave

He is David’s root and the Lamb who died to ransom the slave

From every people and tribe

Every nation and tongue

He has made us a kingdom and priests to God

To reign with the Son


Of all blessing and honor and glory


Is He worthy of this?

He is!


He is!

He is!

THANK YOUMusicians: Andrew Peterson and band; Becca Bradley (cello)

Production Team: Chris Spears (Video Director); Carl Simakoff (Camera);

Danny Ayala (Camera); Collin Hadley (Audio / Lighting); Gage Clark (Audio);

Harold Rubens (Technical Director / Production Manager)

Readers: Pastor Ken Leggett, Harry Hutchison, Elizabeth Hutchison,

Angela Dominessy, Carl Simakoff, Jim Clark, Pastor Casey Cramer,

Pastor Mike Smith, Skye Peterson, Pastor Charles Johnson

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