Sunday Worship

In-Person Worship

Location: King George YMCA

10:00 AM Sunday Worship

Nursery is provided during Worship

9:00 AM Sunday School

Digital Resources

We hope you find these worship materials helpful.

If visiting, please let us know of your visit
by contacting us.


Order of Worship -May 19, 2024

Call to Worship

Psalm 29


Hymn

O Worship the King (Hymn #2)


Confession of FAITH

Colossians 1:15-18

He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him. And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together. And he is the head of the body, the church. He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in everything he might be preeminent. 


Hymn

Christ, the Sure and Steady Anchor

Christ the sure and steady Anchor
In the fury of the storm
When the winds of doubt
blow through me
And my sails have all been torn
In the suffering, in the sorrow
When my sinking hopes are few
I will hold fast to the Anchor
It shall never be removed

Christ the sure and steady Anchor
While the tempest rages on
When temptation claims the battle
And it seems the night has won
Deeper still then goes the Anchor
Though I justly stand accused
I will hold fast to the Anchor
It shall never be removed

Christ the sure and steady Anchor
Through the floods of unbelief
Hopeless somehow, O my soul, now
Lift your eyes to Calvary
This my ballast of assurance
See His love forever proved
I will hold fast to the Anchor
It shall never be removed

Christ the sure and steady Anchor
As we face the wave of death
When these trials give way to glory
As we draw our final breath
We will cross that great horizon
Clouds behind and life secure
And the calm will be the better
For the storms that we endure

Christ the shore of our salvation
Ever faithful, ever true
We will hold fast to the Anchor
It shall never be removed

Music and Words by Matt Boswell and Matt Papa
© 2014 Messenger Hymns (Admin at MusicServices.org)/Love Your Enemies Publishing (Admin at info@mattpapa.com). All rights reserved. CCLI #2321200


Assurance of PARDON

Colossians 1:19-22

For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross. And you, who once were alienated and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds, he has now reconciled in his body of flesh by his death, in order to present you holy and blameless and above reproach before him


Hymn

In Christ Alone

In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my All in All,
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone! – who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied –
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine – 
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life’s first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand! (Repeat Bold)

Words: Stuart Townend  Music: Keith Getty ©2001 Kingsway’s Thankyou Music.  Used by permission.  CCLI #2321200


Hymn

How Deep the Father’s Love For Us

How deep the Father’s love for us,
how vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss. 
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One bring many sons to glory.

Behold the Man upon a cross,
my sin upon His shoulders.
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there
until it was accomplished;
His dying breath has brought me life. 
I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything: 
no gifts, no pow’r, no wisdom.
But I will boast in Jesus Christ: 
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer.
But this I know with all my heart: 
His wounds have paid my ransom.
But this I know with all my heart: 
His wounds have paid my ransom.

Words and Music by Stuart Townend. ©1995 Kingsway’s Thankyou Music.  Used by permission.  CCLI #2321200


HIS TITHES & OUR OFFERINGS


Sermon

Church Membership (Acts 2:42-27)
Rick Hutton


Hymn

O Day of Rest and Gladness

O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light
O balm of care and sadness, most beautiful, most bright;
On thee the high and lowly, through ages joined in tune,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, to the great God Triune.

On thee, at the creation the light first had Its birth;
On thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth;
On thee our Lord, victorious the Spirit sent from heav’n
And thus on thee, most glorious, a triple light was giv’n.

Thou art a port protected from storms that round us rise;
A garden intersected with streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain in life’s dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain, we view our promised land.

Today on weary nations, the heav’nly manna falls;
To holy convocations, the silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing, with pure and radiant beams
And living water flowing, with soul refreshing streams.

New graces ever gaining, from this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining, to spirits of the blest.
To Holy Ghost be praises, to Father and to Son;
The church her voice upraises, to thee, blest Three in One.

Words by Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 ©1997 Christopher Miner Music.  Used by permission.  CCLI #2321200


CLOSING PRAYER