Sunday, Nov. 16, 2025

Announcements                                            Pastor Shannon Whisenhunt
Adoration

• Prelude
• Psalm – Isaiah 12
• “Blessed Assurance, Jesus Is Mine”                                           #403

Confession

• Welcome and Invocation                                   Pastor Matt Jackson
• New Testament – 2 Thessalonians 3:6-13

Assurance

• “Crown Him with Many Crowns”                                                     #129
• “Gaze on the Christ”                                                                           #268

Thanksgiving

• Gospel – Luke 21:5-19

Petition and Intercession

• Pastoral Prayer                                                 Pastor Hunter Hawkins
• “There’s Something About That Name”                   Worship Hymn

Instruction from God’s Word

• Sermon – Philippians 2:9-11                             Pastor Steve Garrick

“The Exaltation of Christ”

• “Not in Me”                                                                                           #405

Charge and Benediction

• Benediction – Jude 24-25
• “We’re Marching to Zion”                                             Worship Hymn

Blessed Assurance, Jesus Is Mine
1 Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

Chorus:
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.

2 Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight:
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

3 Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest;
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
  
Crown Him with Many Crowns
1 Crown Him with many crowns,
the Lamb upon His throne;
hark, how the heav'nly anthem drowns
all music but its own!
Awake, my soul, and sing
of Him who died for thee,
and hail Him as thy matchless King
through all eternity.

2 Crown Him the Son of God,
before the worlds began,
and ye who tread where He hath trod,
crown Him the Son of Man.
Who ev’ry grief hath known
that wrings the human breast,
and takes and bears them for His own,
that all in Him may rest.

3 Crown Him the Lord of love;
behold His hands and side,
those wounds, yet visible above,
in beauty glorified.
No angel in the sky
can fully bear that sight,
but downward bends his wond'ring eye
at mysteries so bright.

4 Crown Him the Lord of life,
who triumphed o'er the grave,
and rose victorious in the strife
for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing,
who died and rose on high,
who died eternal life to bring,
and lives that death may die.

5 Crown Him the Lord of lords,
who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word,
for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light,
where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night,
their God, Redeemer, King.
  
Gaze on the Christ
1 Behold the Lamb, the spotless Lamb,
Who takes away our sin;
The debt we faced was not erased,
But paid in full by Him.

Chorus:
Gaze on the Christ, our sacrifice
On altar made of wood.
Exalt the Lamb, the worthy Lamb,
Who bought us with His blood.

2 Behold the Lamb, the bleeding Lamb,
Who takes away the veil;
His body torn, His soul forlorn,
Christ cut to God a trail.

3 Behold the Lamb, the dying Lamb,
Who takes away just wrath;
God saw the blood of His beloved
And over us has passed.

4 Behold the Lamb, the risen Lamb,
Who takes away death’s sting;
All knees shall bend, all praise ascend
To Christ, the living King.
 
There’s Something About that Name
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus; there's just something about that name.
Master, Savior, Jesus, like the fragrance after the rain;
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, let all Heaven and earth proclaim,
Kings and kingdoms will all pass away,
But there's something about that name.
  
Not In Me
1 No list of sins I have not done,
No list of virtues I pursue,
No list of those I am not like,
Can earn myself a place with You.
O God! Be merciful to me--
I am a sinner through and through!
My only hope of righteousness
Is not in me, but only You.

2 No humble dress, no fervent prayer,
No lifted hands, no tearful song,
No recitation of the truth
Can justify a single wrong.
My righteousness is Jesus' life,
My debt was paid by Jesus' death,
My weary load was borne by Him
And he alone can give me rest.

3 No separation from the world,
No work I do, no gift I give,
Can cleanse my conscience, cleanse my hands;
I cannot cause my soul to live.
But Jesus died and rose again--
The pow'r of death is overthrown!
My God is merciful to me
And merciful in Christ alone.
 
 
We’re Marching to Zion
1 Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne,
And thus surround the throne.

​Refrain:
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.