Week One
Sunday Evening II

Greeting and Doxology

The Lord is my saving light. Deep within me a voice says,
“Look for the face of God.”

The Lord is my saving light;
whom should I fear?
God is my fortress;
what should I dread?

When the violent come at me
to eat me alive,
a mob eager to kill--
they waver, they collapse.

Should battalions lay siege,
I will not fear;
should war wage against me,
even then I will trust.

One thing I ask the Lord,
one thing I seek:
to live in the house of God
every day of my life,
caught up in God’s beauty,
a prayer in his temple.

The Lord will hide me there,
hide my life from attack:
a sheltering tent above me,
a firm rock below.

I am now beyond reach
of those who besiege me.
In his temple I will offer
a joyful sacrifice,
I will play and sing to God.

O God, listen to me;
be gracious, answer me.
Deep within me a voice says,
“Look for the face of God!”

So I look for your face,
I beg you not to hide.
Do not shut me out in anger,
help me instead.

Do not abandon of desert me,
my savior, my God.
If my parents rejected me,
still God would take me in.

Teach me how to live,
lead me on the right road
away from my enemies.
Do not leave me to their malice;
liars breathing violence
rise to swear against me.

I know I will see
how good God is
while I am still alive.
Trust in the Lord. Be strong.
Be brave. Trust in the Lord.

Colossians 1: 24-27
I am now rejoicing in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am completing what is lacking in Christ’s afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the Church. I became its servant according to God’s commission that was given to me for you, to make the word of God fully known, the mystery that has been hidden throughout the ages and generations but has now been revealed to the saints. To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.

Not knowing what to do I lift my eyes to you, O saving Lord.

I acclaim the greatness of the Lord,
I delight in God my savior,
who regarded my humble state.
Truly from this day on All ages will call me blest.

For God, wonderful in power,
has used that strength for me.
Holy the name of the Lord!
Whose mercy embraces the faithful,
one generation to the next.

The mighty arm of God
scatters the proud in their conceit,
Pulls tyrants from their thrones,
and raises up the humble.
The Lord fills the starving
And lets the rich go hungry.

God rescues lowly Israel,
recalling the promise of mercy,
the promise made to our ancestors,
to Abraham’s heirs for ever.

As this day fades into darkness, we call to the One who enlightens the depths of our being, as we pray:

Christ Jesus, we praise you for the transforming power of your love:
Remove prejudice and ignorance from our hearts.
Christ Jesus, we proclaim your glory as the one crucified and raised up:
Help us to meet and make peace with our crosses, to learn and
grow from them.
Christ Jesus, we sing of your tenderness and mercy:
Help us to be tender and merciful as you were.
Christ Jesus, we acknowledge you as the bearer of truth in love:
Let us be truth-seekers and truth-speakers in all we say and do.
Christ Jesus, we know you as friend:
May we befriend all in need, especially the poor, the oppressed,
the sick and the dying.


Christ our light, illumine our minds that we may see you in our sisters and brothers. Let the darkness of doubt and discouragement never keep us from the good that you would have us do. You send us to be light to your people. Let us shine forth as witnesses to your love. We ask this with confidence in your faithfulness. Amen.

May God’s blessing be upon us. Amen
May God’s light lead us in the way of Righteousness. Amen.
May our lives be patterned on Christ Jesus. Amen.

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