Good Friday Worship Service

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April 15, 2022

Gospel Reading – John 19:17-30

  So the soldiers took charge of Jesus. Carrying his own cross, he went out to the place of the Skull (which in Aramaic is called Golgotha). Here they crucified him, and with him two others – one on each side and Jesus in the middle. 
  Pilate had a notice prepared and fastened to the cross. It read: Jesus of Nazareth, the King of the Jews. Many of the Jews read this sign, for the place where Jesus was crucified was near the city, and the sign was written in Aramaic, Latin and Greek. The chief priests of the Jews protested to Pilate, “Do not write ‘The King of the Jews,’ but that this man claimed to be king of the Jews.” 
  Pilate answered, “What I have written, I have written.” 
  When the soldiers crucified Jesus, they took his clothes, dividing them into four shares, one for each of them, with the undergarment remaining. This garment was seamless, woven in one piece from top to bottom. 
  “Let’s not tear it,” they said to one another. “Let’s decide by lot who will get it.” 
  This happened that the scripture might be fulfilled which said, 

    “They divided my garments among them 
    and cast lots for my clothing.”

So this is what the soldiers did. 
  Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, “Dear woman, here is your son,” and to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” From that time on, this disciple took her into his home. 
  Later, knowing that all was now completed, and so that the Scripture would be fulfilled, Jesus said, “I am thirsty.” A jar of wine vinegar was there, so they soaked a sponge in it, put the sponge on a stalk of the hyssop plant, and lifted it to Jesus’ lips. When he had received the drink, Jesus said, “It is finished.” With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit. 

The Power of the Cross – CW 423

1 Oh, to see the dawn of the darkest day;
    Christ on the road to Calvary.
Tried by sinful men, torn and beaten then
    nailed to the cross of wood.
This the power of the cross:
    Christ became sin for us.
Took the blame, bore the wrath;
    we stand forgiven at the cross.

2 Oh, to see the pain written on your face,
    bearing the awesome weight of sin.
Every bitter thought every evil deed
    crowning your blood stained brow.
This the power of the cross:
    Christ became sin for us.
Took the blame, bore the wrath;
    we stand forgiven at the cross.

3 Now the day light flees; now the ground beneath
    quakes as its maker bows his head.
Curtain torn in two, dead are raised to life;
    “Finished!” the victory cry.
This the power of the cross:
    Christ became sin for us.
Took the blame, bore the wrath;
    we stand forgiven at the cross.

4 Oh, to see my name written in the wounds,
    for through your suffering I am free.
Death is crushed to death; life is mine to live,
    won through your selfless love!
This the power of the cross:
    Son of God – slain for us.
What a love, what a cost!
    We stand forgiven at the cross.


The kings of the earth take their stand and the rulers gather together against the LORD and against his Anointed One.

Psalm 2

Why do the nations conspire
  and the peoples plot in vain?
The kings of the earth take their stand 
  and the rulers gather together 
  against the Lord and against his Anointed One.
“Let us break their chains,” they say, 
  “and throw off their fetters.” 
The One enthroned in heaven laughs; 
  the Lord scoffs at them. 
Then he rebukes them in his anger
  and terrifies them in his wrath, saying, 
“I have installed my King
  on Zion, my holy hill.” 

I will proclaim the decree of the Lord: 

He said to me, “You are my Son; 
  today I have become your Father.
Ask of me, 
  and I will make the nations your inheritance, 
  the ends of the earth your possession. 
You will rule them with an iron scepter; 
  you will dash them to pieces like pottery.” 
Therefore, you kings, be wise; 
  be warned, you rulers of the earth. 
Serve the Lord with fear 
  and rejoice with trembling. 
Kiss the Son, lest he be angry 
  and you be destroyed in your way, 
for his wrath can flare up in a moment. 
  Blessed are all who take refuge in him.


The kings of the earth take their stand and the rulers gather together against the LORD and against his Anointed One.

The first candle is extinguished.

Silence for meditation

Choir – Like a Lamb

Like a lamb he goes to slaughter, 
  like a lamb so meek, so still.
Like a lamb he goes to slaughter, 
  on a cross to do his Father’s will.

Like a lamb for sin atoning,
  like a lamb, he pays the price.
Like a lamb, for sin atoning 
  on a cross, a perfect sacrifice.

Like a lamb, his life is forfeit. 
  Like a lamb, he bears our shame.
Like a lamb, his life is forfeit.
  On a cross, he calls his Father’s name.

Like a lamb, laid on the altar. 
  Like a lamb, his fate is sealed. 
Like a lamb, laid on the altar.
  On a cross, God’s wondrous love revealed.

On a cross, God’s perfect love revealed; 
  all for us, a Father’s love revealed, revealed.


They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.

Psalm 22

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? 
  Why are you so far from saving me, 
  so far from the words of my groaning? 
O my God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, 
  by night, and am not silent. 

Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; 
  you are the praise of Israel.
In you our fathers put their trust; 
  they trusted and you delivered them. 
They cried to you and were saved; 
  in you they trusted and were not disappointed. 

But I am a worm and not a man, 
  scorned by men and despised by the people. 
All who see me mock me; 
  they hurl insults, shaking their heads: 
“He trusts in the Lord; 
  let the Lord rescue him. 
Let him deliver him, 
  since he delights in him.” 

Yet you brought me out of the womb; 
  you made me trust in you even at my mother’s breast. 
From birth I was cast upon you; 
  from my mother’s womb you have been my God. 

Do not be far from me, 
  for trouble is near 
  and there is no one to help. 

Many bulls surround me; 
  strong bulls of Bashan encircle me. 
Roaring lions tearing their prey 
  open their mouths wide against me. 
I am poured out like water, 
  and all my bones are out of joint. 
My heart has turned to wax; 
  it has melted away within me. 
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, 
  and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; 
  you lay me in the dust of death. 

Dogs have surrounded me; 
  a band of evil men has encircled me, 
  they have pierced my hands and my feet. 
I can count all my bones; 
  people stare and gloat over me. 
They divide my garments among them 
  and cast lots for my clothing. 

But you, O Lord, be not far off; 
  O my Strength, come quickly to help me. 
Deliver my life from the sword, 
  my precious life from the power of the dogs. 
Rescue me from the mouth of the lions; 
  save me from the horns of the wild oxen.


They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.

The second candle is extinguished.

Silence for meditation

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded – CW 429

1 O sacred head, now wounded,
    with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded,
    with thorns your only crown,
O sacred head, no glory
    now from your face does shine;
yet, though despised and gory,
    I joy to call you mine.

2 Men mock and taunt and jeer you,
    they smite your countenance,
though mighty worlds shall fear you
    and flee before your glance.
How pale you are with anguish,
    with sore abuse and scorn!
Your eyes with pain now languish
    that once were bright as morn!

3 Now from your cheeks has vanished
    their color, once so fair;
from your red lips is banished
    the splendor that was there.
Grim death with cruel rigor
    has robbed you of your life;
thus you have lost your vigor,
    your strength, in this sad strife.

4 My burden in your passion,
    Lord, you have borne for me,
for it was my transgression,
    my shame, on Calvary.
I cast me down before you;
    wrath is my rightful lot.
Have mercy, I implore you;
    Redeemer, spurn me not!


False witnesses rise up against me, breathing out violence.

Psalm 27

The Lord is my light and my salvation –
  whom shall I fear? 
The Lord is the stronghold of my life –
  of whom shall I be afraid? 

When evil men advance against me 
  to devour my flesh,
when my enemies and my foes attack me, 
  they will stumble and fall. 
Though an army besiege me, 
  my heart will not fear; 
though war break out against me, 
  even then will I be confident. 

One thing I ask of the Lord, 
  this is what I seek: 
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord 
  all the days of my life, 
to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord 
  and to seek him in his temple. 
For in the day of trouble 
  he will keep me safe in his dwelling; 
he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle 
  and set me high upon a rock. 

Then my head will be exalted 
  above the enemies who surround me; 
at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy; 
  I will sing and make music to the Lord. 

Hear my voice when I call, O Lord; 
  be merciful to me and answer me. 
My heart says of you, “Seek his face!” 
  Your face, Lord, I will seek. 
Do not hide your face from me, 
  do not turn your servant away in anger; 
  you have been my helper. 
Do not reject me or forsake me, 
  O God my Savior. 
Though my father and mother forsake me, 
  the Lord will receive me. 
Teach me your way, O Lord; 
  lead me in a straight path 
  because of my oppressors. 
Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes, 
  for false witnesses rise up against me, 
  breathing out violence. 

I am still confident of this: 
  I will see the goodness of the Lord 
  in the land of the living. 
Wait for the Lord; 
  be strong and take heart 
  and wait for the Lord. 


False witnesses rise up against me, breathing out violence.

The third candle is extinguished.

Silence for mediation

Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted – CW 430

1 Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,
    see him dying on the tree!
’Tis the Christ, by man rejected;
    yes, my soul, ’tis he, ’tis he.
’Tis the long-expected Prophet,
    David’s son, yet David’s Lord;
proofs I see sufficient of it:
    ’tis the true and faithful Word.

2 Tell me, as you hear him groaning,
    was there ever grief like his,
friends through fear his cause disowning,
    foes insulting his distress?
Many hands were raised to wound him,
    none would intervene to save;
but the deepest stroke that pierced him
    was the stroke that justice gave.

3 If you think of sin but lightly
    nor suppose the evil great,
here you see its nature rightly,
    here its guilt may estimate.
Mark the sacrifice appointed,
    see who bears the awful load;
’tis the Word, the Lord’s anointed,
    Son of Man and Son of God.

4 Here we have a firm foundation,
    here the refuge of the lost:
Christ, the rock of our salvation,
    is the name of which we boast;
Lamb of God, for sinners wounded,
    sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded
    who on him their hope have built.

Isaiah 55

Seek the Lord while he may be found; 
call on him while he is near. 

Let the wicked forsake his way 
and the evil man his thoughts. 

Let him turn to the Lord, and he will have mercy on him, 
and to our God, for he will freely pardon. 

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, 
neither are your ways my ways,” 
  declares the Lord.

“As the heavens are higher than the earth, 
so are my ways higher than your ways 
  and my thoughts than your thoughts. 

As the rain and the snow 
come down from heaven, 

and do not return to it 
without watering the earth 

and making it bud and flourish, 
so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, 

so is my word that goes out from my mouth: 
It will not return to me empty, 

but will accomplish what I desire 
and achieve the purpose for which I sent it. 

You will go out in joy 
and be led forth in peace; 

the mountains and hills 
will burst into song before you, 

and all the trees of the field 
will clap their hands. 

Instead of the thornbush will grow the pine tree, 
and instead of briers the myrtle will grow. 

This will be for the Lord’s renown, 
for an everlasting sign, 
  which will not be destroyed.”

The fourth candle is extinguished.

Silence for meditation

Choir – Behold The Lamb Of God

Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.

Sermon – Mark 15:22-24

How Do We Spell “Cross”?

  They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means The Place of the Skull). Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it. And they crucified him. 

The fifth candle is extinguished.

God Was There on Calvary – CW 433

1 God was there on Calvary,
God the Father’s only Son,
dying that the world might live,
    there on Calvary.

2 All the world on Calvary
crucified the Prince of life,
pierced the hands of God’s own Son,
    there on Calvary.

3 Sin was there on Calvary,
all the sins of ev’ryone,
laid upon God’s sinless Lamb
    there on Calvary.

4 Love was there on Calvary,
streaming from the heart of God,
reaching out for ev’ryone
    there on Calvary.

5 Life was there on Calvary,
flowing from his wounded side,
spent that death itself might die
    there on Calvary.

6 We were there on Calvary;
we were pardoned, saved, set free,
saved to live eternally –
    blessèd Calvary!

Scripture Reading – Philippians 2:8-10

And being found in appearance as a man, 
  he humbled himself 
  and became obedient to death –
    even death on a cross! 
Therefore God exalted him to the highest place 
  and gave him the name that is above every name, 
that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, 
  in heaven and on earth and under the earth.

Reflections – Sing To Jesus (6:30 only)

Come and see, look on this mystery;
the Lord of the universe, nailed to a tree.
Christ, our God, spilling His holy blood,
bowing in anguish His sacred head.

Sing to Jesus, Lord of our shame,
Lord of our sinful hearts, He is our great Redeemer.
Sing to Jesus, honor His name,
sing of His faithfulness: pouring His life out unto death.

Come you weary, and He will give you rest.
Come, you who mourn, lay on His breast.
Christ who died, risen in paradise;
Giver of mercy, Giver of life.

Sing to Jesus, His is the throne.
Now and forever, He is the King of heaven.
Sing to Jesus, we are His own.
Now and forever, sing for the love our God has shown.

Sing to Jesus, Lord of our shame,
Lord of our sinful hearts,
He is our great Redeemer.
Sing to Jesus, honor His name.

Sing to Jesus, His is the throne the throne.
Now and forever, He is the King of heaven.
Sing to Jesus, we are His own.
Now and forever, sing for the love our God has shown.

Psalm 51

Have mercy on me, O God,
    according to your unfailing love;
according to your great compassion
    blot out my transgressions.
Wash away all my iniquity
    and cleanse me from my sin.

For I know my transgressions,
    and my sin is always before me.
Against you, you only, have I sinned
    and done what is evil in your sight;
so you are right in your verdict
    and justified when you judge.
Surely I was sinful at birth,
    sinful from the time my mother conceived me.
Yet you desired faithfulness even in the womb;
    you taught me wisdom in that secret place.

Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean;
    wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
Let me hear joy and gladness;
    let the bones you have crushed rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins
    and blot out all my iniquity.

Create in me a pure heart, O God,
    and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me from your presence
    or take your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation
    and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.

Then I will teach transgressors your ways,
    so that sinners will turn back to you.
Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God,
    you who are God my Savior,
    and my tongue will sing of your righteousness.
Open my lips, Lord,
    and my mouth will declare your praise.
You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;
    you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings.
My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit;
    a broken and contrite heart
    you, God, will not despise.

May it please you to prosper Zion,
    to build up the walls of Jerusalem.
Then you will delight in the sacrifices of the righteous,
    in burnt offerings offered whole;
    then bulls will be offered on your altar.

The sixth candle is extinguished.

Lord’s Prayer

Our Father in heaven,
  hallowed be your name,
  your kingdom come,
  your will be done
    on earth as in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
Forgive us our sins,
  as we forgive those
  who sin against us.
Lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For the kingdom, the power,
  and the glory are yours
  now and forever. Amen.

Go in peace!

The seventh candle – the Christ Candle – is removed, and the church becomes dark.

A loud thunderclap sounds, signifying what occurred when Jesus gave up his life; at that very moment, the curtain in the temple tore from top to bottom; the earth shook, the rocks split, and the tombs broke open. (Matthew 27:50-52)

Worshipers may stay or leave as desired, but when you leave, please leave in silence.

The Lord be with you!

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