friday ebruary pacific grove - c.ymcdn.com · gather in peace, gather in thanks, gather in sympathy...

MORNING WORSHIP FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 6 ♦ PACIFIC GROVE, CA

Tweet to #uumainstitute

Choral Prelude ♦

“Oh Yini” Trad. South African Song; new English verses by Peg Duthie

Used with permission

♦

Ingathering Music ♦

“Gather the Spirit” Words & Music: Jim Scott

Copyright © 1990; Used with permission #347 Singing the Living Tradition

♦

Gather the spirit, harvest the power. Our separate fires will kindle one flame. Witness the mystery of this hour. Our trials in this light appear all the same. Gather in peace, gather in thanks, Gather in sympathy now and then. Gather in hope compassion and strength Gather to celebrate once again.

Gather the spirit of heart and mind. Seeds for the sowing are laid in store. Nurtured in love and conscience refined, With body and spirit united once more. Gather in peace, gather in thanks, Gather in sympathy now and then. Gather in hope compassion and strength Gather to celebrate once again.

Gather the spirit, growing in all, Drawn by the moon and fed by the sun. Winter to Spring, and Summer to Fall, The chorus of life resounding as one. Gather in peace, gather in thanks, Gather in sympathy now and then. Gather in hope compassion and strength Gather to celebrate once again.


“Calypso Alleluia” Words & Music: Tom Benjamin

Copyright © 2004; Used with permission #1036 Singing the Journey

♦

1. Alleluia, sing alleluia! (repeat) 2. Sing alleluia, alleluia, alleluia! (repeat) 3. Sing alleluia, sing alleluia! (repeat)


“I Wish I Knew How (It Would Feel to Be Free)”

Words & Music: Dick Dallas and Billy Taylor Copyright © 1970; Duane Music, Inc.; Used with permission

#151 Singing the Living Tradition

♦

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free I wish I could break all these chains holding me I wish I could say all the things that I should say Say 'em loud say 'em clear for the whole wide world to hear Say 'em loud say 'em clear for the whole wide world to hear

I wish I could share all the love in my heart Remove all the bars that still keep us apart And I wish you could know what it means to be me Then you'd see and agree everyone should be free Then you'd see and agree everyone should be free

I wish I could give all I’m longing to give I wish I could live like I’m longing to live I wish could do all the things I can do Though I’m way overdue I’d be starting anew Though I’m way overdue I’d be starting anew

I wish I could be like a bird in the sky How sweet it would be if I found I could fly I'd soar to the sun and look down at the sea Then I'd sing ‘cause I’d know how it feels to be free Then I'd sing ‘cause I’d know how it feels to be free

Chalice Lighting & Call to Worship

♦

Rev. Andrew Pakula ♦

Anthem ♦

“Hope is the Thing with Feathers” Words: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), Music: Kenny Potter (b. 1970)

Copyright © 2011 Santa Barbara Music Publishing, Inc; Used with permission

♦

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

Reading ♦

“Luke 5:33-39”

Rev. Robin Bartlett ♦

Hymn ♦

“Ring Out, Wild Bells” Words: Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1809-1892,

Music: Thomas Williams’ Psalmodia Evangelica, 1789 TRURO L.M.

#58 Singing the Living Tradition

♦

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good.

Mama Makes Up Her Mind… and other Southern Dangers

By Bailey White ♦

Rev. Michael Piazza ♦

Choral Response ♦

“Beloved, Let Us Love One Another”

Words: 1 John 4:7-8 (KJV), Music: Arthur Foote (1853-1937) Published in 1896 (public domain)

♦

Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and everyone that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God. He that loveth not knoweth not God, for God is love.

Exploding Wineskins ♦

Rev. Michael Piazza ♦

1. Here in reverence now we gather For the blessings we have known, With a pledge to one another That we journey not alone. Joy and sorrow make us wise, Kin to all that lives and dies; Love calls us on, love calls us on.

2. Words and deeds of those before us Waken here to keep us strong; Blend our voices in the chorus Of creation's living song. Courage bids us lift our eyes Upward to the shining skies; Hope calls us on, hope calls us on. (Benediction)

3. Loyal guides in love and duty Lead us with a trusted light; Blest are they whose inward beauty Shows the path of truth a right. Honor is their earthly prize; By their work we realize, Faith calls us on, faith calls us on.

4. We have shared a radiant hour When the truth has made us free, And the spirit's gracious power Dreamed of good that yet shall be. Bright the path before us lies. Joyful pilgrims, now we rise; Life calls us on, life calls us on.

Announcements

Ground: Let us love; let us serve; let us honor One another, yes! O let us love… Melody: Love one another, Love one another, Serve one another, Serve one another, Honor one another, Honor one another, As equals, hand in hand. That’s how we understand. Descant: Let us love… Let us love, love, love…

www.uuma.org connect.uuma.org

@UUMinAssoc facebook.com/uuministers

friday ebruary pacific grove - c.ymcdn.com · gather in peace, gather in thanks, gather in sympathy...

Documents