Tuesday, July 26, 2022

The liturgy below is for the Chapel gathering on July 26 at 12 pm
(PDT). If you are unable to join us at that time, the Chapel recording and the liturgy will be posted on Moodle on Tuesday afternoon and available for 1 week.


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Call to Worship | Psalm 42 & 43

1 As a deer longs for flowing streams,
    so my soul longs for you, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God,
    for the living God.
When shall I come and behold
    the face of God?

3 My tears have been my food
    day and night,
while people say to me continually,
    ‘Where is your God?’

4 These things I remember,
    as I pour out my soul:
how I went with the throng,
    and led them in procession to the house of God,
with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving,
    a multitude keeping festival.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul,
    and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
    my help and my God.

6 My soul is cast down within me;
    therefore I remember you
from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,
    from Mount Mizar.
7 Deep calls to deep
    at the thunder of your torrents;
all your waves and your billows
    have gone over me.
8 By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,
    and at night his song is with me,
    a prayer to the God of my life.

9 I say to God, my rock,
    “Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I walk about mournfully
because the enemy oppresses me?”
10 As with a deadly wound in my body,
    my adversaries taunt me,
while they say to me continually,
    “Where is your God?”
Why are you cast down, O my soul,
    and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise him,
    my help and my God.

...
1 Vindicate me, O God, and defend my cause
    against an ungodly people;
from those who are deceitful and unjust,
    deliver me!
2 For you are the God in whom I take refuge;
    why have you cast me off?
Why must I walk about mournfully
    because of the oppression of the enemy?
3 O send out your light and your truth;
    let them lead me
let them bring me to your holy hill
    and to your dwelling.

4 Then I will go to the altar of God,
    to God my exceeding joy.
and I will praise you with the harp,
    O God, my God.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul,
    and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise him,
    my help and my God.


Lord From Sorrows Deep I Call

©2001 Keith Getty & Stuart Townend

Lord from sorrows deep I call
When my hope is shaken
Torn and ruined from the fall
Hear my desperation
For so long I’ve pled and prayed
God come to my rescue
Even so the thorn remains
Still my heart will praise you

    Oh my soul put your hope in God
    My help my rock I will praise him
    Sing oh sing through the raging storm
    You're still my God my salvation

Storms within my troubled soul
Questions without answers
On my faith these billows roll
God be now my shelter
Why are you cast down my soul
Hope in him who saves you
When the fires have all grown cold
Cause this heart to praise You

Should my life be torn from me
Every worldly pleasure
When all I possess is grief
God be then my treasure
Be my vision in the night
Be my hope and refuge
'Til my faith is turned to sight
Lord my heart will praise You

As a Deer in Want of Water (Psalm 42 and 43)

Versification from the Genevan Psalter ©1987

(42:1-2)
As a deer in want of water,
So I long for You, O Lord.,
All my heart and being falter,
Thirsting for your living word.
When shall I behold your face?
When shall I receive your grace?
When shall I your praises voicing,
Come before you with rejoicing?

(42:3-4)
Bitter tears of lamentation
Are my food both night and day.
In my deep humiliation
Where is now your God?" they say.
When my sorrows weigh on me,
Then I bring to memory
How with throngs I would assemble,
Shouting praises in your temple.


Sung Refrain (42:5)
O my soul why are you grieving?
Why disquieted in me?
Put your hope in God, believing
He will still your refuge be.
I again shall praise his grace
For the comfort of His face;
He will show His help and favor,
For He is my God and Savior.


(42: 6-8)
From the land beyond the Jordan
In my grief I think of you;
From the foothills of Mount Hermon
I will still remember you.
As the waters plunge and leap,
Stormy troubles o'er me sweep.
Day and night God's song is with me
As a prayer to Him who loves me.


(42:9-10)
I will say to God, my fortress,
"Why have You forgotten me?
Why must I proceed in sadness
Hounded by the enemy?"
Their rebukes and scoffing words
Pierce my bones like pointed swords,
As they say with proud defiance,
"Where is God, your firm reliance?"


Sung Refrain (42:11)
O my soul why are you grieving?
Why disquieted in me?
Put your hope in God, believing
He will still your refuge be.
I again shall praise his grace
For the comfort of His face;
He will show His help and favor,
For He is my God and Savior.


(43:1-2)
Vindicate me, God, my Father,
Come and plead my urgent cause,
For my enemies forever
Threaten me and flout your laws.
I am safe with you alone
Why do you reject your own?
Lord, I need your help and blessing;
Keep me safe from this oppressing.


(43:3-4)
Send Your light and truth to lead me:
Send them forth to be my guide.
To Your mountain let them bring me,
To the place where You reside.
Then, O God, I will come near
And before Your throne appear,
To my Savior praises bringing
With the harp and joyful singing.


Sung Refrain (43:5)
O my soul why are you grieving?
Why disquieted in me?
Put your hope in God, believing
He will still your refuge be.
I again shall praise his grace
For the comfort of His face;
He will show His help and favor,
For He is my God and Savior.


Homily | Oasis

Rev. Dr. Dennis R. Edwards, Interim Academic Dean & Associate Professor of New Testament at North Park Theological Seminary

Prayers of the People

Excerpt taken from Douglas McKelvey’s Every Moment Holy Volume 2: Death, Grief, and Hope

O Christ who came to set your people free,
Now break the chains of death that wreck this world.

Haste that day when your kingdom has not merely broken in to this
broken world, but is at last fully realized among us, complete,
present, and irresistible. Haste that day when your will is carried
out as presently and perfectly on this oft-wounded earth, as it is in
your eternity!
Haste that day, O Lord!

Haste that day when those who sow in sorrow reap their joyful
harvests. Haste that day, O God, when all sad endings are finally
ended. When to love another person no longer presupposes an
eventual passage through pain, and death, and tears, and separation.
Haste that day, O Lord!

Even here, even now, in these shadowlands where death presumes
to reign, let our lives be lived in counterclaim. Even in the manner of
our dying let us give good witness to the hope your triumph brings.

Destroy the works of death, O Christ.
Tear down this deathly kingdom for all time.

For you, our Christ and King,
Are the resurrection, and the life.


You, our Christ and King,
Are the resurrection, and the life.
Amen

Lord From Sorrows Deep I call

©2001 Keith Getty & Stuart Townend

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