Christmas Day: Worship

Today’s word is WORSHIP.

 

Scripture Reading: Psalm 100

 

Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth.

Worship the Lord with gladness;

    come into God’s presence with singing.

Know that the Lord is God.

    It is God that made us, and we are God’s;

    we are God’s people, and the sheep of God’s pasture.

Enter God’s gates with thanksgiving,

    and God’s courts with praise.

    Give thanks to God, bless God’s name.

For the Lord is good;

    God’s steadfast love endures forever,

    and God’s faithfulness to all generations.

 

 

 

 

 

As we worship, tears are falling.

Comfort all this Christmas morning.

 

 

 

 

We’ve reached the end of our journey together through Advent, friends. I could not have imagined the the heartbreak that these days would hold for so many of God’s beloved. Our completed hymn reflects this reality. I pray it also reflects the hope that is ours on this Christmas morning.

 

Hear Our Hearts, O God of Promise

(sung to the tune of Comfort, Comfort,  Now My People)

 

Hear our hearts, O God of promise.

Mend our hopes; fulfill Your dream.

Time unravels frayed intentions.

Justice is a stagnant stream.

Let Your righteousness arise.

Steadfast Love, renew our lives.

You have called us; don’t forsake us.

Breathe new hope into this dry dust.

 

 

No mere messenger can save us.

You Yourself prepare our way.

Through long nights, You seek our shelter.

With delight, our fears allay.

Love endures, bearing all things.

Living Water’s offering

Hope at home among the ashes.

Fear gives way as God advances.

 

 

Fed by grace, we grow in freedom.

Gladness dances into view.

Even now, we sing Your victory

As we wait to be renewed.

Gather us into Your heart.

Voices past, great strength impart.

Bless us as we watch for morning,

Awed by calm amid this storming.

 

 

Bethlehem abounds with wonder

Peace on earth? Listen amazed.

Mary’s baby bears God’s favor.

Treasure how this world is saved.

Jesus meets us where we dwell.

We have seen Immanuel.

As we worship, tears are falling.

Comfort all this Christmas morning.

 

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