Palm Sunday 20 march 2016

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Palm Procession:  722 Sing Hosanna (assemble in the carpark)
Entrance:  749 Servant King
Gospel Acc:  200
Offertory:  Blest are you Lord
Holy Holy etc:  Plainchant
Communion 1:  752 my song is love unknown
Communion 2:  249 Stay with me
No Final hymn

Palm Procession:  722 Sing Hosanna (Give me joy in my heart)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0e6TEqSDgU

Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising,
Give me joy in my heart, I pray,
Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising,
Keep me praising 'till the break of day.

Sing hosanna, sing hosanna,
Sing hosanna to the King of kings!
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna,
Sing hosanna to the King.

Give me peace in my heart, keep me praying,
Give me peace in my heart, I pray,
Give me peace in my heart, keep me praying,
Keep me praying 'till the end of day.

Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising,
Give me joy in my heart, I pray,
Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising,
Keep me praising 'till the break of day.

Give my oil in my lamp, keep me burning,
Give me oil in my lamp, I pray,
Give my oil in my lamp, keep me burning,
Keep me burning 'till the end of day.

Give me peace in my heart, keep me resting,
Give me peace in my heart, I pray.
Give me peace in my heart, keep me resting,
Keep me resting 'till the end of day.

Entrance:  749 Servant King
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBd3ThCResI

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..

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.

Come see His hands and his feet,
The scars that speak of sacrifice
Hands that flung stars into space
To cruel nails surrendered

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


Gospel Acc:  200 Praise to you  (Farrell)
http://www.ocp.org/compositions/1478

Praise to you, O Christ, our Saviour,
Word of the Father, calling us to life;
Son of God who leads us to freedom:
glory to you, Lord Jesus Christ!

Offertory:  603 Blest are you Lord
SATB: https://youtu.be/-Sb_ha2e8GA
Soprano: https://youtu.be/8vJca6Wixi4
Alto: https://youtu.be/4rn6DhchDqI
Tenor: https://youtu.be/fQv_d_muQqM
Bass: https://youtu.be/pzj8jAO2JCA

Blest are You, Lord, God of all creation,
thanks to your goodness this bread we offer:
fruit of the earth, work of our hands,
it will become the bread of life.

Refrain:
Blessed be God! Blessed be God!
Blessed be God forever, Amen!
Blessed be God! Blessed be God!
Blessed be God forever, Amen!

Blest are You, Lord, God of all creation,
thanks to your goodness this wine we offer:
fruit of the earth, work of our hands,
it will become the cup of life.


Holy Holy etc:  Plainchant

Communion 1:  752 my song is love unknown
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iv7OZSoA22w
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMart4wXsI0

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.


Communion 2:  249 Stay with me
Soprano https://youtu.be/uWjpsazUoEA
Alto: https://youtu.be/vre4PD3JPzc
Tenor: https://youtu.be/M5BMcJtxnkE
bass: https://youtu.be/vEXHFd1_FgQ

Stay with me.
Remain here with me.
Watch and pray.
Watch and pray.


No Final hymn