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Order of Worship

September 12, 2021

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Invitation to Worship


Gathering Music - Old Home Place

It’s been ten long years since I left my home
In the hollow where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
And the foxhunter blows his horn

I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill or two

What have they done to the old home place
Why did they tear it down
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town

Well my girl she ran off with somebody else
The taverns took all my pay
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away

Now the geese fly south and the cold wind blows
As I stand here and hang my head
I’ve lost my love I’ve lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead

What have they done to the old home place
Why did they tear it down
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town

And Why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town?

Heartstrings Band Introduction: 

Nathan Patton (Mandolin), Hassell Bryant (Acoustic Guitar, Vocals)

Welcome - Joy Maples

Opening Prayer 

God, you are our strength and our shield; our hearts trust in you, in you we have found our courage; our wild hearts dance for joy, and in our songs we will praise you. Amen

Invitation to Worship through Praise - I Love to Tell the Story, UMH 156

I love to tell the story of unseen things above:
of Jesus and his glory, of Jesus and his love.
I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true.
It satisfies my longings as nothing else could do.

I love to tell the story,
’twill be my theme in glory,
to tell the old, old story
of Jesus and his love.

I love to tell the story. ’Tis pleasant to repeat
what seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
the message of salvation from God’s own holy word.

I love to tell the story,
’twill be my theme in glory,
to tell the old, old story
of Jesus and his love.

I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
seem hungering and thirsting to hear it, like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,
’twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.

I love to tell the story,
’twill be my theme in glory,
to tell the old, old story
of Jesus and his love.

Welcome to Community

We are radically, intentionally, connectional. Connection is fundamental to our gatherings. So, will you take a moment to say “hi” or send a wave? Say good morning to one another by commenting, texting, calling, give your loved ones a hug if you are sitting by them, somehow connect during this time of greeting…. We want people to know that their church family is thinking about them. 

Invitation into Community

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Invitation to worship through Offering our Gifts and Lives

Thank you for continuing to give your offerings. You can give online here: http://bit.ly/FUMCgive, text "give" to 719-298-3177, mail an offering to 420 N. Nevada, Colorado Springs, 80903.


Heart of Worship


Time of Offering - Beulah Land

I'm kind of homesick for a country
To which I've never been before.
No sad goodbyes will there be spoken
For time won't matter anymore.

Beulah Land I'm longing for you
And some day on thee I'll stand
There my home shall be eternal
Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land

I'm looking now, across the river
To where my faith, shall end in sight
There's just a few more days to labor.
Then I will take my heavenly flight.

Beulah Land I'm longing for you
And some day on thee I'll stand
There my home shall be eternal
Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land
Beulah Land, oh it's Beulah Land
Oh Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land

Pastoral Prayer - Ann McClellan

Lord's Prayer -  Ann McClellan

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed by thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen.

Worship Song - Gospel Plow

Well I got my hands on the gospel plow
And I wouldn't take nothin' for my journey now
Keep your hands on the plow of God

Hold On....hold on
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on

Well, Matthew, Mark and Luke and John
All them Prophets are dead and gone
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on

Hold On....hold on
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on

I've never been to Heaven, but I've been told
The Streets up there are made of gold
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on

Hold On....hold on
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on

Well I got my hands on the gospel plow
And I wouldn't take nothin' for my journey now
Keep your hands on the plow of God

Hold On....hold on
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on

Scripture - Mark 1:16-20 (NRSV)

Sermon - Welcome Home Series

Invitation to the Table - Ann McClellan


Commitment to Courageous Discipleship


Prayer After Receiving - Ann McClellan

Invitation to Christian Discipleship - Little Mountain Church House

There’s a little mountain church in my thoughts of yesterday
Where friends and family gathered for the Lord
There an old fashioned preacher taught the straight and narrow way
For what few coins the congregation could afford

Dressed in all our Sunday best we sat on pews of solid oak
And I remember how our voices filled the air
How mama sounded like an angel on those high soprano notes
And when the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there.

Looking back now that little mountain church house
Has become my life’s corner stone
It was there in that little mountain church house
I first heard the word I’ve based my life upon.

At the all day Sunday singing and dinner on the ground
Many were the souls that were revived
While my brothers and my sisters who’ve gone on to glory land
Slept in piece in the maple grove nearby

Looking back now that little mountain church house
Has become my life’s corner stone
It was there in that little mountain church house
I first heard the word I’ve based my life upon.

I first heard the words to base my life upon

Benediction - Tiffany Keith


Go with God as your strength and shield; May your hearts trust in the one who created you, go with courage; may your wild hearts continue to dance for joy, and in the song of your life, praise your God. Now and Forever, Amen.

Sending Music - Hallelujah, I'm Ready

Hallelujah, I'm ready
I can hear the voices singing soft and low
Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go.

In the darkness of night, not a star was in sight
On the highway that leads down below
But Jesus came in and saved us all from sin
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go.

Hallelujah, I'm ready
I can hear the voices singing soft and low
Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go.

People don't you wait until it's too late
He's a wonderful savior you know
Well, I fell on my knees when he answered my plea
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go.

Hallelujah, I'm ready
I can hear the voices singing soft and low
Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go.

Hallelujah, I'm ready
I can hear the voices singing soft and low
Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go.
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go.
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go.
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go...

Travelling Song - Big Sciota (Instrumental)