The Regent community gathers for Chapel in person and online on Tuesdays at 11 am (Pacific Time). You can find Zoom login details in the Weekly Announcements email. If you don’t currently receive our Weekly Announcements email, you can subscribe by clicking the 'Subscribe’ button on this page.
If you are unable to join us at that time the recording of Chapel will be available on Moodle.
Welcome and Announcements
Introduction
International Day of Prayer for the Persecuted Church (November 6) All Saints Day (November 1)Call to Worship | Psalm 89:8-15 (NIV)
Who is like you, Lord God Almighty?You, Lord, are mighty, and your faithfulness surrounds you.
You rule over the surging sea;
when its waves mount up, you still them.
You crushed Rahab like one of the slain;
with your strong arm you scattered your enemies.
The heavens are yours, and yours also the earth;
you founded the world and all that is in it.
You created the north and the south;
Tabor and Hermon sing for joy at your name.
Your arm is endowed with power;
your hand is strong, your right hand exalted.
Righteousness and justice are the foundation of your throne;
love and faithfulness go before you.
Blessed are those who have learned to acclaim you,
who walk in the light of your presence, Lord.
Come Lift Up Your Sorrows
© 2006 Words and Music by Michael Card
If you are wounded,
If you’re alone,
If you are angry,
If your heart is cold as stone,
If you have fallen
And if you are weak,
Come find the worth of God
That only the suffering seek.
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain;
Come make a sacrifice
Of all your shame;
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship him with your wounds,
For he's wounded too.
To worship him with your wounds,
For he’s wounded too.
He has not stuttered,
And he has not lied
When he said, "Come unto me,
You're not disqualified"
When you're heavy laden,
You may want to depart,
But those who know sorrow
They're closest to his heart.
In this most Holy Place
He's made a sacred space
For those who will enter in
And trust to cry out to him;
You'll find no curtain there,
No reason left for fear;
There's perfect freedom here
To weep every unwept tear.
The Prayers of the People
It Is Well With My Soul
© Words by Horatio Gates Spafford and music by Philip Paul Bliss
When peace like a river
Attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot
Thou hast taught me to say
It is well
It is well with my soul
It is well (it is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well it is well with my soul
Tho' Satan should buffet
Tho' trials should come
Let this blest assurance control
That Christ hath regarded
My helpless estate
And hath shed His own blood
For my soul
My sin O the bliss
Of this glorious tho't
My sin not in part but the whole
Is nailed to the cross
And I bear it no more
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord O my soul
And Lord haste the day
When the faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound
And the Lord shall descend
Even so it is well
With my soul
Scripture | Luke 8:22-25 (NIV)
22 One day Jesus said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the otherside of the lake.” So they got into a boat and set out. 23 As they
sailed, he fell asleep. A squall came down on the lake, so that the
boat was being swamped, and they were in great danger. 24 The
disciples went and woke him, saying, “Master, Master, we’re going
to drown!” He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters;
the storm subsided, and all was calm. 25 “Where is your faith?” he
asked his disciples. In fear and amazement they asked one another,
“Who is this? He commands even the winds and the water, and they
obey him.”
Homily | Storms In Which God Is Both Hidden and Revealed
Ross Hastings | Sangwoo Youtong Chee Professor of TheologyInvitation to the Table
George Guthrie | Professor of New Testament
Communion
If you have been welcomed by your own church tradition to partake
of communion, you are invited to partake here at Regent College. If
you do not wish to partake today, you are welcome to come forward
and cross your arms to receive a blessing.
O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go
© Words and Music by George Matheson and Christopher Miller
O Love that wilt not let me go
I rest my weary soul in Thee
I give Thee back the life I owe
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer fuller be
O Light that follow'st all my way
I yield my flickering torch to Thee
My heart restores its borrowed ray
That in Thy sunshine's
blaze its day
My brighter fairer be
O Joy that seekest me through pain
I cannot close my heart to Thee
I trace the rainbow through the rain
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be
O Cross that liftest up my head
I dare not ask to fly from thee
I lay in dust life's glory dead
And from the ground
there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be