27th Sunday OT Yr A Oct 8 2017 1030 Mass

Entrance 865 here I am
Gloria Plainchant or spoken
Offertory 600? All that I am
Holy holy German Mass
Mem act German mass when we eat
Communion 859 We have been told
749 servant king
Final. 721 How great thou art 3 verses

Entrance 865 here I am
Gloria Plainchant or spoken
Offertory 600? All that I am
Holy holy 576s Holy Holy  (the German Mass)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UsLLZ3sKQZo

Holy, Holy, Holy

Lord God of hosts

Holy, Holy, Holy

Lord God of hosts

Heaven and earth are full

Full of your glory

Hosanna in the highest.

Hosanna in the highest.

Blessed is he who comes

in the name of the Lord.

Hosanna in the highest.

Hosanna in the highest.

Memorial acc: 577b  (german mass) – revised

When we eat this Bread

and drink this Cup,

we proclaim your Death, O Lord,

until you come again

Communion 859 We have been told
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lI-CwQs5dTo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFrrleSTlWA

749  Servant King

https://youtu.be/-xC3Cmj45FE

From heaven You came, helpless babe

Entered our world, Your glory veiled

Not to be served but to serve

And give Your life that we might live

REFRAIN:

This is our God, the Servant King

He calls us now to follow Him

To bring our lives as a daily offering

Of worship to the Servant King..

There in the garden of tears

My heavy load He chose to bear;

His heart with sorrow was torn,

Yet not my will, but Yours he said.

Come see His hands and his feet,

The scars that speak of sacrifice

Hands that flung stars into space

To cruel nails surrendered

So let us learn now to serve,

And in our lives enthrone Him

Each other's needs to prefer

For it is Christ we're serving

Final. 721 O Lord my God (how great thou art) 3 verses

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nhvaDJTUmrU

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,

Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;

I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,

Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Refrain:

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

How great Thou art, How great Thou art.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,

And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.

When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur

And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

(refrain)

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;

Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;

That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,

He bled and died to take away my sin.

(refrain)