Worship Guide

Good Friday

Song of Ascent

Go To Dark Gethsemane

J. Montgomery | K. Twit

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

Learn of Jesus Christ to pray

Learn of Jesus Christ to pray

See Him at 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

Learn of Christ to bear the cross

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

Learn of Jesus Christ to die

Learn of Jesus Christ to die

Early hasten to the tomb

Where they laid His breathless clay

All is solitude and gloom

Who has taken Him away?

Christ is risen! He meets our eyes

Savior, teach us so to rise

Savior, teach us so to rise

Savior, teach us so to rise

Welcome & Invitation

Jeremy Goodwyne
Director of Worship

Judas Betrays Jesus

John 18:1-5

1When Jesus had spoken these words, he went out with his disciples across the brook Kidron, where there was a garden, which he and his disciples entered. 2Now Judas, who betrayed him, also knew the place, for Jesus often met there with his disciples. 3So Judas, having procured a band of soldiers and some officers from the chief priests and the Pharisees, went there with lanterns and torches and weapons. 4Then Jesus, knowing all that would happen to him, came forward and said to them, “Whom do you seek?” 5They answered him, “Jesus of Nazareth.” Jesus said to them, “I am he.” Judas, who betrayed him, was standing with them.

Prayer and Meditation
We Betray Him Too

Silent prayer and contemplation.

Up On A Mountain

V. Aiuto

Up on a mountain

Our Lord is alone

Without a family friends

Or a home

He cries Oo Oo Oo

Will you stay with Me

He cries Oh Oh Oh

Will you wait with Me

Up on a mountain

Our Lord is afraid

Carrying all the mistakes

We have made

And He knew, knew, knew

It’s a long way down

Do you know, know, know

It’s a long way down

Up in the heavens

Our Lord prays for you

He sent His Spirit to

Carry us through

So it’s true, true, true

That you’re not alone

Do you know, know, know

He came all the way down

So it’s true, true, true

That you’re not alone

Do you know, know, know

He came all the way down

Peter Denies Jesus

John 18:15-18, 25b-27

15Simon Peter followed Jesus, and so did another disciple. Since that disciple was known to the high priest, he entered with Jesus into the courtyard of the high priest, 16but Peter stood outside at the door. So the other disciple, who was known to the high priest, went out and spoke to the servant girl who kept watch at the door, and brought Peter in. 17The servant girl at the door said to Peter, “You also are not one of this man’s disciples, are you?” He said, “I am not.” 18Now the servants and officers had made a charcoal fire, because it was cold, and they were standing and warming themselves. Peter also was with them, standing and warming himself. 25bSo they said to him, “You also are not one of his disciples, are you?” He denied it and said, “I am not.” 26One of the servants of the high priest, a relative of the man whose ear Peter had cut off, asked, “Did I not see you in the garden with him?” 27Peter again denied it, and at once a rooster crowed.

Prayer and Meditation
We Deny Him Too

Silent prayer and contemplation.

O Sacred Head Now Wounded

J. W. Alexander | B. Of Clairvaux | P. Gerhardt | H. L. Hassler

O sacred Head now wounded

With grief and shame weighed down

Now scornfully surrounded

With thorns Thine only crown

O sacred Head, What glory!

What bliss till now was Thine!

Yet tho’ despised and gory

I joy to call Thee mine

What Thou my Lord hast suffered

Was all for sinners’ 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

Vouch-safe to me Thy grace

What language shall I borrow

To thank Thee dearest Friend

For this Thy dying sorrow

Thy pity without end

Oh make me Thine forever

And should I fainting be

Lord let me never never

Outlive my love to Thee

Pilate Examines Jesus

John 18:33-40

33So Pilate entered his headquarters again and called Jesus and said to him, “Are you the King of the Jews?” 34Jesus answered, “Do you say this of your own accord, or did others say it to you about me?” 35Pilate answered, “Am I a Jew? Your own nation and the chief priests have delivered you over to me. What have you done?” 36Jesus answered, “My kingdom is not of this world. If my kingdom were of this world, my servants would have been fighting, that I might not be delivered over to the Jews. But my kingdom is not from the world.” 37Then Pilate said to him, “So you are a king?” Jesus answered, “You say that I am a king. For this purpose I was born and for this purpose I have come into the world—to bear witness to the truth. Everyone who is of the truth listens to my voice.” 38Pilate said to him, “What is truth?” After he had said this, he went back outside to the Jews and told them, “I find no guilt in him. 39But you have a custom that I should release one man for you at the Passover. So do you want me to release to you the King of the Jews?” 40They cried out again, “Not this man, but Barabbas!” Now Barabbas was a robber.

Prayer and Meditation
We Question Him Too

Silent prayer and contemplation.

Who Is This So Weak And Helpless

C. Miner | W. W. How

Who is this, so weak and helpless

Child of lowly Hebrew maid

Rudely in a stable sheltered

Coldly in a manger laid?

’Tis the Lord of all creation

Who this wondrous path has trod

He is Lord from everlasting

And to everlasting God.

Who is this, a Man of Sorrows

Walking sadly life’s hard way

Homeless, weary, sighing, weeping

Over sin and Satan’s sway?

’Tis our God, our glorious Savior

Who above the starry sky

Is for us a place preparing

Where no tear can dim the eye

Who is this? Behold him shedding

Drops of blood upon the ground!

Who is this, despised, rejected

Mocked, insulted, beaten, bound?

’Tis our God, Who gifts and graces

On His church is pouring down

Who shall smite in holy vengeance

All His foes beneath His throne

Who is this that hangs there dying

While the rude world scoffs and scorns,

Numbered with the malefactors

Torn with nails, and crowned with thorns?

’Tis our God Who lives forever

’Mid the shining ones on high

In the glorious golden city

Reigning everlastingly

The Crowd Condemns Jesus

John 19:1-6, 12-16

1Then Pilate took Jesus and flogged him. 2And the soldiers twisted together a crown of thorns and put it on his head and arrayed him in a purple robe. 3They came up to him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” and struck him with their hands. 4Pilate went out again and said to them, “See, I am bringing him out to you that you may know that I find no guilt in him.” 5So Jesus came out, wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. Pilate said to them, “Behold the man!” 6When the chief priests and the officers saw him, they cried out, “Crucify him, crucify him!” Pilate said to them, “Take him yourselves and crucify him, for I find no guilt in him.” 12From then on Pilate sought to release him, but the Jews cried out, “If you release this man, you are not Caesar’s friend. Everyone who makes himself a king opposes Caesar.” 13So when Pilate heard these words, he brought Jesus out and sat down on the judgment seat at a place called The Stone Pavement, and in Aramaic Gabbatha. 14Now it was the day of Preparation of the Passover. It was about the sixth hour. He said to the Jews, “Behold your King!” 15They cried out, “Away with him, away with him, crucify him!” Pilate said to them, “Shall I crucify your King?” The chief priests answered, “We have no king but Caesar.” 16So he delivered him over to them to be crucified.

Prayer and Meditation
We Mock Him Too

Silent prayer and contemplation.

How Deep The Father’s Love For Us

S. Townend

How deep the Father’s love for us

How vast beyond all measure

That He should give His only Son

To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss

The Father turns His face away

As wounds which mar the chosen One

Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross

My sin upon His shoulders

Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice

Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there

Until it was accomplished

His dying breath has brought me life

I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything

No gifts, no powr’s, no wisdom

But I will boast in Jesus Christ

His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?

I cannot give an answer

But this I know with all my heart

His wounds have paid my ransom

Why should I gain from His reward?

I cannot give an answer

But this I know with all my heart

His wounds have paid my ransom

We Kill Jesus

John 19:16b-19, 23-30

So they took Jesus, 17and he went out, bearing his own cross, to the place called The Place of a Skull, which in Aramaic is called Golgotha. 18There they crucified him, and with him two others, one on either side, and Jesus between them. 19Pilate also wrote an inscription and put it on the cross. It read, “Jesus of Nazareth, the King of the Jews.” 23When the soldiers had crucified Jesus, they took his garments and divided them into four parts, one part for each soldier; also his tunic. But the tunic was seamless, woven in one piece from top to bottom, 24so they said to one another, “Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it to see whose it shall be.” This was to fulfill the Scripture which says,

“They divided my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots.” So the soldiers did these things, 25but standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. 26When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, “Woman, behold, your son!” 27Then he said to the disciple, “Behold, your mother!” And from that hour the disciple took her to his own home. 28After this, Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfill the Scripture), “I thirst.” 29A jar full of sour wine stood there, so they put a sponge full of the sour wine on a hyssop branch and held it to his mouth. 30When Jesus had received the sour wine, he said, “It is finished,” and he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

Homily

“You’re Not Finished, But It Is Finished”

Songs of Response

It Is Finished

T. Kelly | B. T. Murphy | C. Wells

Hark! the voice of love and mercy

Sounds aloud from Calvary

See, it rends the rocks asunder

Shakes the earth, and veils the sky

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Hear the dying Savior cry

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Hear the dying Savior cry

“It is finished!” O what pleasure

Do these charming words afford

Heav’nly blessings, without measure

Flow to us from Christ the Lord

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Saints the dying words record

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Saints the dying words record

Finished all the types and shadows

Of the ceremonial law

Finished all that God had promised

Death and hell no more shall awe

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Saints, from hence your comfort draw

“It is finished!” “It is finished!”

Saints, from hence your comfort draw

Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs

Join to sing the glorious theme;

All in earth, and all in heaven

Join to praise Emmanuel’s Name;

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb!

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb!

(repeat)

Hallelujah What A Savior

P. P. Bliss

Man of sorrows what a name

For the Son of God who came

Ruined sinners to reclaim

Hallelujah what a Savior

Bearing shame and scoffing rude

In my place condemned He stood

Sealed my pardon with His blood

Hallelujah what a Savior

Guilty vile and helpless we

Spotless Lamb of God was He

Full atonement can it be

Hallelujah what a Savior

Lifted up was He to die

It is finished was His cry

Now in heaven exalted high

Hallelujah what a Savior

When He comes our glorious King

All His ransomed home to bring

Then anew His song we’ll sing

Hallelujah what a Savior

Worship Leader – Jeremy Goodwyne
Piano – Jim Vaughn
Violin – Teresa Davis

Go To Dark Gethsemane © 2007 Kevin Twit – CCLI # 5158588 | Up On A Mountain © 2008 New Jerusalem Music – CCLI # 5389821 | O Sacred Head Now Wounded © Public Domain – CCLI # 108303 | Who Is This So Weak And Helpless © 1998 Christopher Miner – CCLI # 3251731 | How Deep The Father’s Love For Us © 1995 Thankyou Music (Admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing) – CCLI # 1558110 | It Is Finished © 2004 Clint Wells Music and Brian T. Murphy Music – CCLI # 5397648 | Hallelujah What A Savior © Public Domain – CCLI # 29530 |