Easter 2019

Roll away your stone I will roll away mine
Together we can see what we will find
Don’t leave me alone at this time
For I am afraid of what I will discover inside

You told me that I would find a home
Within the fragile substance of my soul
And I have filled this void with things unreal
And all the while my character it steals

And darkness is a harsh term don’t you think
And yet it dominates the things I see

It seems that all my bridges have been burned
But you say ‘That’s exactly how this grace thing works’
It’s not the long walk home that will change this heart
But the welcome I receive with every start

Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think
And yet it dominates the things I see
Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think
And yet it dominates the things I see

Stars hide your fires
For these here are my desires
And I won’t give them up to you this time around
And so I’ll be found
With my stake stuck in this ground
Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul

Stars hide your fires
For these here are my desires
And I won’t give them up to you this time around
And so I’ll be found
With my stake stuck in this ground
Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul

And you, you’ve gone too far this time
You have neither reason nor rhyme
With which to take this soul that is so rightfully mine

By Elizabeth M Strong

ONE: Out of the earth
Rises light,
Rises life,
Rises spring.

ALL: May we join with the miracle that is springtime and enter into life with lightness and joy.

ONE: Out of the spirit
Rises faith,
Rises hope,
Rises love.

ALL: May we join with the miracle that is Easter time, and enter into life with hope and love.

What belief of beliefs brought you to this gathering this morning?

Stephanie Price

My soul is filled with joy
As I sing to God my saviour:
You have looked upon your servant,
You have visited your people.

Chorus:
And holy is your name
Through all generations!
Everlasting is your mercy
To the people you have chosen,
And holy is your name.

I am lowly as a child,
But I know from this day forward
That my name will be remembered,
For all will call me blessed.

And holy is your name
Through all generations!
Everlasting is your mercy
To the people you have chosen,
And holy is your name.

I proclaim the pow’r of God,
You do marvels for your servants;
Though you scatter the proud-hearted
And destroy the might of princes.

And holy is your name
Through all generations!
Everlasting is your mercy
To the people you have chosen,
And holy is your name.

To the hungry you give food,
send the rich away empty.
In your mercy you are mindful
of the people you have chosen.

And holy is your name
Through all generations!
Everlasting is your mercy
To the people you have chosen,
And holy is your name.

In your love you now fulfill
What you promised to your people.
I will praise you, Lord, my saviour,
Everlasting is your mercy.

And holy is your name
Through all generations!
Everlasting is your mercy
To the people you have chosen,
And holy is your name.

Looking for the Living One in a Cemetery

At the crack of dawn on Sunday, the women came to the tomb carrying the burial spices they had prepared. They found the entrance stone rolled back from the tomb, so they walked in. But once inside, they couldn’t find the body of the Master Jesus.

They were puzzled, wondering what to make of this. Then, out of nowhere it seemed, two men, light cascading over them, stood there. The women were awestruck and bowed down in worship. The men said, “Why are you looking for the Living One in a cemetery? He is not here, but raised up. Remember how he told you when you were still back in Galilee that he had to be handed over to sinners, be killed on a cross, and in three days rise up?” Then they remembered Jesus’ words.

They left the tomb and broke the news of all this to the Eleven and the rest. Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them kept telling these things to the apostles, but the apostles didn’t believe a word of it, thought they were making it all up.

But Peter jumped to his feet and ran to the tomb. He stooped to look in and saw a few grave clothes, that’s all. He walked away puzzled, shaking his head.

Well the road is wide,
And waters run on either side,
And my shadow went with fading light,
Stretching out towards the night.

‘Cause the Sun is low,
And I yet have still so far to go,
My lonely heart is beating so,
Tired of the wonder.

But there’s a sign ahead,
Though I think it’s the same one again,
And I’m thinking ’bout my only friend,
And so I find my way home.

When I need to get home
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

When I need to get home,
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

Well the air is cold,
And yonder lies my sleeping soul,
By the branches broke like bones,
This weakened tree no longer holds.

But the night is still,
And I have not yet lost my will,
Oh and I will keep on moving ’till,
’till I find my way home.

When I need to get home,
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

When I need to get home,
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

When I need to get home,
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

When I need to get home,
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

When I need to get home,
You’re my guiding light,
You’re my guiding light.

By Alex Holt
For all those who celebrate the resurrection of Jesus, may this day be another affirmation of divine love and promise;

For all those who see the eternal story of new spring and life beginning anew, may you breathe deeply of a season of promise and hope.

For all who are experiencing despair or hopelessness this Easter, may you find in the darkness or depression a doorway to light and warmth that offers you freedom.

For all of us: together we can do what no one isolated person can do; rolling the heavy stone aside reminds us we are far more powerful than we ever could be on our own.

Our offering of strong hands to help are prayers made real;
Let us begin again to love.

Paul and Silas bound in jail
Had no money for to go their bail
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Paul and Silas thought they was lost
Dungeon shook and the chains fell off
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on,

Hold on, Hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

The only thing that we did was wrong
Was staying’ in the wilderness too long
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

The only thing we did was right
Was the day we started to fight
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Only chain that a man can stand
Is that chain o’hand on hand
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Freedom’s name is mighty sweet
One day soon we’re gonna meet
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Hold on, hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on