Order of Service (May 5, 2024)

Who has held the oceans in His hand?
Who has numbered every grain of sand?
Kings and nations tremble at His voice
All creation rises to rejoice

Behold our God seated on His throne
Come let us adore Him!
Behold our King nothing can compare
Come let us adore Him!

Who has given counsel to the Lord?
Who can question any of His words?
Who can teach the One who knows all things?
Who can fathom all His wondrous deeds?

Who has felt the nails upon His hands
Bearing all the guilt of sinful man?
God eternal humbled to the grave
Jesus Savior risen now to reign

How sweet to wait upon the Lord,
While he fulfils his gracious word;
To seek his face, and not in vain,
To be so loved, and love again!

To see, while kneeling at his feet,
Jehovah on the mercy-seat;
And Jesus, at the Lord’s right hand,
With his divine atonement stand!

Amen! our hearts with rapture cry,
May we with reverence look so high;
Ascended Saviour, fix our eyes,
By faith upon this glorious prize!

“Father,” he cries, “I will that these
Before thee on their bended knees,
For whom my life I once laid down,
Be with me soon on this my throne.”

With this delightful prospect fired,
We’ll run, nor in thy ways be tired;
And all the trials here we see,
Will make us long to reign with thee.

The church’s one foundation
Is Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is His new creation,
By Spirit and the Word;
From heav’n He came and sought her
To be His holy bride,
With His own blood He bought her,
And for her life He died.

Elect from ev’ry nation,
Yet one o’er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation,
One Lord, one faith, one birth;
One holy name she blesses,
Partakes one holy food,
And to one hope she presses,
With ev’ry grace endued.

‘Mid toil and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace forevermore;
Till with the vision glorious,
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great church victorious
Shall be the church at rest.

As He gathered at His table
those who longed to know the way,
Christ proclaimed a holy mystery;
still His words call us today.
As He took the towel and basin,
not as master, but as friend,
Christ portrayed the way of service;
still in serving we must bend.

As He blessed the bread and broke it,
human need to satisfy,
Christ made even traitors welcome;
still we question, “Is it I?”
As He took the cup and shared it,
telling of the Father’s care,
Christ poured out Himself in promise;
still that cov’nant we must share.

As they sang a hymn together,
praising Israel’s saving King,
hearts and voices made one music;
still delivering love we sing.
Though this feast be one of symbols,
what we celebrate is real:
still Christ welcomes to His table;
still Christ serves us at His meal.