Tuesday, April 12, 2022

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If you are unable to join us at that time the recording of Chapel will be available on Moodle.

Welcome & Announcements

Introduction

Artist Offering

Eunice Chung

Call to Worship

Our help is in the name of the LORD,
who made heaven and earth.
Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for we shall praise him,
our help and our God.

—from Psalm 42:5; 124:8, NRSV

God Be Merciful To Me

Public Domain; Indelible Grace Arrangement by Richard Redhead

God be merciful to me
On thy grace I rest my plea
Plenteous in compassion thou
Blot out my transgressions now
Wash me, make me pure within
Cleanse O cleanse me from my sin

My transgressions I confess
Grief and guilt my soul oppress
I have sinned against thy grace
And provoked thee to thy face
I confess Thy judgment just
Speechless I thy mercy trust

I am evil, born in sin;
Thou desirest truth within.
Thou alone my Savior art,
Teach thy wisdom to my heart;
Make me pure, thy grace bestow,
Wash me whiter than the snow.

Broken, humbled to the dust
By thy wrath and judgment just
Let my contrite heart rejoice
And in gladness hear thy voice
From my sins O hide thy face
Blot them out in boundless grace

Gracious God, my heart renew,
Make my spirit right and true.
Cast me not away from thee,
Let thy Spirit dwell in me;
Thy salvation’s joy impart,
Steadfast make my willing heart.
Thy salvation’s joy impart,
Steadfast make my willing heart.

Scars On His Hands

My king has got scars on his hands
My king has got scars on his hands
His risen body forever marked
My king has got scars on his hands

My king has got scars on his hands
My king has got scars on his hands
My Lord my God I know who you are
I know by the scars on your hands

My king is acquainted with grief
My king is acquainted with grief
He won't recoil when in sorrow I weep
My king is acquainted with grief

My king is the servant of all
My king is the servant of all
He humbly kneels and washes our feet
My king is the slave of us all

My Lord my God I know who you are
I know by the scars on your hands

Prayers of the People

“Waiting for Bread… and for God’s Future” by Walter Brueggemann | Prayers for a Privileged People

We are strange mixtures of loss and hope.

As we are able, we submit our losses to you.
We know about sickness and dying,
about death and mortality,
about failure and disappointment.
And now for a moment we do our
failing and our dying in your presence,
you who attend to us in loss.

As we are able, we submit our hopes to you.
We know about self-focused fantasy
and notions of control.
But we also know that our futures
are out beyond us,
held in your good hand.

Our hopes are filled with promises of
well-being, justice, and mercy.
Move us this day beyond our fears and anxieties
into your land of goodness.
We wait for your coming,
we pray for your kingdom.

In the meantime, give us bread for the day.

Scripture | Mark 16:1-8 (NIV)

1 When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James,
and Salome bought spices so that they might go to anoint Jesus’ body.
2 Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise,
they were on their way to the tomb
3 and they asked each other, “Who will roll the
stone away from the entrance of the tomb?”
4 But when they looked up, they saw that the stone,
which was very large, had been rolled away.
5 As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man dressed in a
white robe sitting on the right side, and they were alarmed.
6 “Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene,
who was crucified. He has risen! He is not here.
See the place where they laid him.
7 But go, tell his disciples and Peter, ‘He is going ahead of you into
Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.’”
8 Trembling and bewildered, the women went out and fled from
the tomb. They said nothing to anyone, because they were afraid.

Homily | Still in the Dark

Mariam J. Kovalishyn | Associate Professor, New Testament Studies

Invitation to the Table

If you have been welcomed by your own church tradition to partake of the Eucharist,
you are invited to partake here at Regent College. If you do not wish to partake
of the Eucharist today, you are welcome to come forward for a blessing.

Distribution of the Elements

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

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