Friday, April 14, 2017


for a Liturgy of Word and Music

for Good Friday 2014

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The Prelude: “Ecce Homo”   Gregorian


The Invocation: Rev. Emora Brannan

It’s early, Lord, awfully early.

We are merely children in the faith, beginners on our journey,

early in the morning of our spiritual lives

just as not much passed dawn physically.

We are seeking to discover greatness in humility,

we are seeking to heal by hurting, to receive by giving,

to live by dying.

It’s late, Lord, later than we thought.

Already we know that before mid-afternoon today

a Savior can be killed.

We already have learned our capacity for betrayal, for rebellion, for sin.

Come to us early and late, Lord, that we may know you in every hour

and walk with you and serve you all of our days. Amen.


The Call to Worship

Here, in the midst of these people, we come to worship you.

We come with the groans of our lives,

and the whispers of hope in our hearts.

Here, in the midst of these people, we come to remember you.

We come, trusting you have not forgotten us;

and that here, promises will be fulfilled.

Here, in the midst of these people, we come to have our hearts touched.

We come, knowing you hear our souls;

we come, to praise you for your steadfast love.


The Hymn: No. 290, “Go to Dark Gethsemane”   Redhead

Go to dark Gethsemane, ye that feel the tempter’s power;

your Redeemer’s conflict see, watch with him one bitter hour.

Turn not from his griefs away; learn of Jesus Christ to pray.

See him from the judgment hall, beaten, bound, reviled, arraigned;

O the wormwood and the gall! O the pangs his soul sustained!

Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; learn of Christ to bear the cross.

Calvary’s mournful mountain climb; there, adoring at his feet,

mark that miracle of time, God’s own sacrifice complete.

“It is finished!” hear him cry; learn of Jesus Christ to die.


The Collect

O Lord, our God, we have gathered this day

to consider how you carried out

your good and strong will for the world and for us all

by letting our Lord Jesus Christ, your dear Son,

become captive that we might become free,

by letting him be judged guilty that we might be innocent,

by letting him suffer that we might have joy,

by letting him die that we might live eternally.

We place our lives in your hands as we pray together:

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever. Amen.


The Psalter: pp. 764-765, Psalm 31:1-16, (with response #1)

Response: A mighty fortress is our God,

a bulwark never failing.

In you, O Lord, I seek refuge; let me never be put to shame;

in your righteousness, deliver me!

Incline your ear to me, rescue me speedily!

Be a rock of refuge for me, a strong fortress to save me!

You are indeed my rock and my fortress;

for your name’s sake lead me and guide me;

take me out of the net which is hidden for me,

for you are my refuge.

Into your hand I commit my spirit;

you have redeemed me, O Lord, faithful God.

I hate those who pay regard to vain idols;

but I trust in the Lord.

I will rejoice and be glad in your steadfast love,

because you have seen my affliction,

and have taken heed of my adversities.

You have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy;

you have set my feet in a broad place. Response:

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;

my eye is wasted from grief, my soul and body also.

For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing;

my strength fails because of my misery, and my bones waste away.

I am the scorn of all my adversaries, a horror to my neighbors,

an object of dread to my acquaintances;

those who see me in the street flee from me.

I have passed out of mind like one who is dead;

I have become like a broken vessel.

For I hear the whispering of many – terror all around! –

as they scheme together against me, as they plot to take my life.

But I trust in you, O Lord, I say, “You are my God.”

My times are in your hand;

deliver me from the hand of my enemies and persecutors.

Let your face shine on your servant;

save me through your steadfast love! Response:


Musical Selection: “Confutatis”   Verdi, Requiem

Tod Myers, Bass

When the accursed have been confounded
And given over to the bitter flames,
Call me with the blessed.

I pray in supplication on my knees.
My heart contrite as the dust,
Safeguard my fate.


The Reading: Luke 23:32-38

Two others also, who were criminals, were led away to be put to death with him.

When they came to the place that is called The Skull,

they crucified Jesus there with the criminals, one on his right and one on his left.

Then Jesus said, “Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing.”

And they cast lots to divide his clothing. And the people stood by, watching;

but the leaders scoffed at him, saying, “He saved others; let him save himself

if he is the Messiah of God, his chosen one!”

The soldiers also mocked him, coming up and offering him sour wine, and saying,

“If you are the King of the Jews, save yourself!”

There was also an inscription over him, “This is the King of the Jews.”


The Prayer

O Lord, we beg you, absolve your people from their offenses,

that through your bountiful goodness we may be delivered

from all the bonds of those sins which by our frailty we have committed.

May all who have sinned in ignorance,

or are this day sincerely sorry for their sins,

be given pardon and newness of life.

Grant this, O heavenly Father, for Jesus Christ’s sake,

our blessed Lord and Savior. Amen.


The Hymn: No. 289, “Ah, Holy Jesus”   Herzliebster Jesu

Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended,

that we to judge thee have in hate pretended?

By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted!

Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee?

Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee!

‘Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee; I crucified thee.

Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered;

the slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered.

For our atonement, while he nothing heeded, God interceded.

For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation,

thy mortal sorrow, and thy life’s oblation;

thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion, for my salvation.

Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee,

I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee,

think on thy pity and thy love unswerving, not my deserving.


The Reading: Luke 23:39-43

One of the criminals who were hanged there kept deriding him and saying,

“Are you not the Messiah? Save yourself and us!”

But the other rebuked him, saying, “Do you not fear God,

since you are under the same sentence of condemnation?

And we indeed have been condemned justly,

for we are getting what we deserve for our deeds,

but this man has done nothing wrong.”

Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”

He replied, “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in Paradise.”


The Prayer

Blessed and merciful God, who through your infinite goodness

did save a sinful yet repugnant thief upon the cross,

look with mercy upon us who desire pardon and forgiveness today.

Consider our repentance, accept our plea,

and save us as we put our trust in your mercy.

This we ask through no merit of our own,

but through our Savior and Redeemer. Amen.


The Hymn: No. 295, “In the Cross of Christ I Glory”   Rathbun

In the cross of Christ I glory, towering o’er the wrecks of time;

all the light of sacred story gathers round its head sublime.

When the woes of life o’er take me, hopes deceive and fears annoy,

never shall the cross forsake me. Lo! It glows with peace and joy.

When the sun of bliss is beaming light and love upon my way,

from the cross the radiance streaming adds more luster to the day.

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, by the cross are sanctified;

peace is there that knows no measure, joys that through all time abide.

In the cross of Christ I glory, towering o’er the wrecks of time;

all the light of sacred story gathers round its head sublime.



The Reading: John 19:23-27

When the soldiers had crucified Jesus,

they took his clothes and divided them into four parts, one for each soldier.

They also took his tunic; now the tunic was seamless, woven in one piece from the top.

So they said to one another, “Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it to see who will get it.”

This was to fulfill what the scripture says. “They divided my clothes among themselves,

and for my clothing they cast lots.”

Meanwhile, standing near the cross of Jesus were his mother, and his mother’s sister,

Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene.

When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple

whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, “Woman, here is your son.”

Then he said to the disciple, “Here is your mother.”

And from that hour the disciple took her into his own home.


The Prayer

Infinite and eternal God, maker of all creation,

you are never far away from any of your children.

Through the power of the Holy Spirit, draw us into relationship with you.

May all the bonds of divine and human love

be made stronger and more meaningful through him

who in his mortal agony was not forgetful

that we need one another’s love, even Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


Hymn: No. 298, “When I Survey the Wondrous Cross”   Hamburg

When I survey the wondrous cross on which the Prince of glory died,

my richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God;

all the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.

See, from his head, his hands, his feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down.

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, or thorns compose so rich a crown.

Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were an offering far too small;

love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.



The Reading: Matthew 27:39-47

Those who passed by derided him, shaking their heads and saying,

“You who would destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself!

If you are the Son of God, come down from the cross.”

In the same way the chief priests also,

along with the scribes and elders, were mocking him, saying,

“He saved others; he cannot save himself.

He is the King of Israel; let him come down from the cross now,

and we will believe in him.

He trusts in God; let God deliver him now, if he wants to; for he said, ‘I am God’s Son.’”

The bandits who were crucified with him also taunted him in the same way.


From noon on, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon.

And about three o’clock Jesus cried with a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?”

that is, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

When some of the bystanders heard it, they said, “This man is calling for Elijah.”

At once one of them ran and got a sponge, filled it with sour wine, put it on a stick,

and gave it to him to drink.

But others said, “Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to save him.”


The Prayer

O God of deepest mystery, you know the secrets of our hearts,

shut not your merciful ears to our prayers.

Spare us, we pray, most eternal judge, so that in our last hour

we may not be separated from you.

Save us in our mortal strife, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


The Hymn: No. 297, “Beneath the Cross”   St. Christopher

Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand,

the shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land;

a home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way,

from the burning of the noontide heat and the burden of the day.

Upon that cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see

the very dying form of One who suffered there for me;

and from my stricken heart with tears two wonders I confess:

the wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness.

I take, O cross, thy shadow for my abiding place;

I ask not other sunshine than the sunshine of his face;

content to let the world go by, to know no gain nor loss,

my sinful self my only shame, my glory all the cross.


The Reading: John 19:28-29

After this, when Jesus knew that all was now finished,

he said, (in order to fulfill the scripture), “I am thirsty.”

A jar full of sour wine was standing there.

So they put a sponge full of the wine

on a branch of hyssop and held it to his mouth.


The Prayer

O God of strength, increase our faith,

renew our courage, and by your Spirit,

help us to overcome those things which draw away from you

and from those who seek our help.

May your blessing be upon all who give cups of water to others,

because all are a part of your created order.

Show us, we pray, that even in disorder,

you are still with us, and that in every sorrow you continue to love us.

May our faith remain firm in your faithfulness;

through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


The Hymn: No. 286, “O Sacred Head”   Passion Chorale

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!

What thou, my Lord, hast suffered was all for sinner’s 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.

What language shall I borrow to thank thee, dearest friend,

for this thy dying sorrow, thy pit without end?

O make me thine forever; and should I fainting be,

Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee.


The Reading: John 17:1-8; 19:30

After Jesus had spoken these words, he looked up to heaven

and said, “Father, the hour has come; glorify your Son,

so that the Son may glorify you,

since you have given him authority over all people,

to give eternal life to all whom you have given him.

And this is eternal life, that they may know you,

the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom you have sent.

I glorified you on earth by finishing the work that you gave me to do.

So now, Father, glorify me in your own presence

with the glory that I had in your presence before the world existed.


“I have made your name known to those whom you gave me from the world.

They were yours, and you gave them to me, and they have kept your word.

Now they know that everything you have given me is from you;

for the words that you gave to me.

I have given to them, and they have received them

and know in truth that I came from you; and they have believed that you sent me.”


When Jesus had received the wine, he said,

“It is finished.” Then he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.


The Prayer

O God, we praise you for the finished work of your Son,

that in him all your promises of divine grace had their fulfillment.

Help us to love and serve him all the days of our lives,

so that when our time on earth has ended, we may be able to know

we have finished the work you gave us to do.

We ask this prayer through the riches of grace

in your Son, Jesus our Savior. Amen.


The Hymn: No. 292, “What Wondrous Love”   Wondrous Love

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul,

what wondrous love is this, O my soul!

What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss

to bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,

to bear the dreadful curse for my soul.

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul,

what wondrous love is this, O my soul!

What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of life

to lay aside his crown for my soul, for my soul,

to lay aside his crown for my soul.

To God and to the Lamb I will sing, I will sing,

to God and to the Lamb, I will sing;

to God and to the Lamb who is the great I AM,

while millions join the theme I will sing, I will sing;

while millions join the theme I will sing.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,

and when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on;

and when from death I’m free, I’ll sing and joyful be,

and through eternity I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,

and through eternity I’ll sing on.


The Reading: Luke 23:44-49

It was now about noon.

And darkness came over the whole land

until three in the afternoon, while the sun’s light failed;

and the curtain of the temple was torn in two.

Then Jesus, crying with a loud voice, said,

“Father, into your hands I commend my spirit.”

Having said this, he breathed his last.

When the centurion saw what had taken place,

he praised God and said, “Certainly this man was innocent.”

And when all the crowds who had gathered there

for this spectacle saw what had taken place,

they returned home, beating their breasts.

But all his acquaintances, including the women

who had followed him from Galilee,

stood at a distance, watching these things.


The Prayer

O Christ of Calvary, who on the cross did bow your head in pain,

commending your spirit into the hands of the eternal God,

teach us willingly and joyfully to commit our lives and souls to you.

In you, O God, do we place our trust. Draw us into your embracing presence.

May your holy face shine on us Save us we pray, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


The Hymn: No. 287, “O Love Divine”   Selena

O Love Divine, what hast thou done The immortal God hath died for me!

The Father’s co-eternal Son bore all my sins upon the tree.

Th’ immortal God for me hath died: My Lord, my Love, is crucified!

Is crucified for me and you, to bring us rebels back to God.

Believe, believe the record true, ye all are bought with Jesus’ blood.

Pardon for all flows from his side: My Lord, my Love, is crucified!

Behold him, all ye that pass by, the bleeding Prince of life and peace!

Come, sinners, see your Savior die, and say, “Was ever grief like his?”

Come, feel with me his blood applied: My Lord, my Love, is crucified!


The Meditation: Rev. Thomas Davidson


The Benediction

This day seems to be all about death, Jesus;

what else is it when you are arrested,

accused, beaten, betrayed, crucified?

But, when we look a little closer,

we discover it’s really all about life;

integrity unbowed by expediency,

love unchanged by hatred,

humility undeterred by power,

truth untainted by lies;

and real, vibrant, fearless life breaking through it all.

You died, Jesus,

because you refused to settle for anything less,

than genuine, eternal life, for you, and for us all.

Teach us to live by the same creed,

to refuse to cling to a life that is less than real,

less than honest, humble and loving;

and to be so resolute in our quest for life,

that we will always follow where you lead

in order to find it and share it. Amen.


The Response: “Jesus, Remember Me”   Jacques Berthier

Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.


The Postlude: “Moderato Mesto”   Thomson


Pastors: Rev. Thomas Davison, Rev. Emora Brannan

Organist: William Scanlan Murphy


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