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First Methodist Houston, Good Friday 4/15/2022: The Seven Last Words of Christ -Theodore Dubois

Dr. Terry Morris, Director of Traditional Music Jeremy Wood, pianist Paul Butt, organist First Methodist Houston April 15, 2022 CHAMBER ORCHESTRA Violin Cello Flute Mihaela Frusina Wendy Smith Butler Manuel Rojas Johnny Chang Bass Timpani David Connor Lovie Smith Wright Viola Oboe Christine Elston Leah Solis PRELUDE O Sacred Head, Now Wounded J. S. Bach THE GATHERING Rev. Jordan Czichos *HYMN Were You There SCRIPTURE HOMILY Rev. Jordan Czichos The Seven Last Words of Christ: INTRODUCTION All ye people traveling upon the highway, Harken to me and behold me. Was there sorrow like unto my sorrow? For the Lord Almighty hath dealt bitterly with me. Call me now no more Naomi, from today call me Mara. Chelsea Scott, soprano FIRST WORD Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do. And the people clamored: He is death-guilty; take him, take him, let us crucify him! Be his blood on us, and on our children! Then they did crucify Jesus, and the two thieves, one at His right hand, the other at His left hand. Juan Garza, baritone; Raymond Fonseca, tenor SECOND WORD Verily, thou shalt be in Paradise today with me. Amen, so I tell thee. Hear me, O Lord, and remember me, when Thou comest into Thy kingdom. Tony Domino, tenor; Mario Manzo, bass THIRD WORD See, O woman! here behold thy son beloved. See yon mother, bowed in anguish, who beside the cross doth languish, See yon mother, bowed in anguish, who beside the cross doth languish. Where on high her son was born. Is there mortal, who not feeleth To behold her where she kneeleth. So woeful and all forlorn. Brady Spell, baritone; Kailey Kolb, soprano; Raymond Fonseca, tenor FOURTH WORD God, my Father, why hast Thou forsaken me? All those who were my friends, all have now forsaken me, and they that hate me do now prevail against me; and he whom I have cherished, he hath betrayed me. Even the vine that I have chosen, and that I have planted: wherefore art thou now so strangely turned into bitterness, that I by thee am crucified? God, my Father, why hast Thou forsaken me? Scott Clark, baritone FIFTH WORD I am athirst! And the mob then passing by him, all did rail upon him, and shaking their heads at him, they said unto him: Vah! Thou wouldst fain destroy the temple; if thou be Jesus, Son of the Father, now from the cross descend thou, That we behold it, and believe on thee when we behold it. If thou art king over Israel, save thyself, then! I am athirst! Brady Spell, baritone; Tony Domino, tenor SIXTH WORD Father, into Thy hands I commend my soul. For Thou art my God and my Father; my Father art thou, and Savior. Nolan Thornal, tenor SEVENTH WORD And with a loud voice Jesus cried, exclaiming: “It is finished!” And He did bow His head, and rendered up His spirit And it was about the sixth hour; and the sun was darkened, And darkness covered the earth, until about the ninth hour; and the veil of the temple was rent, and all the earth did quake; and the rocks were rent, and all the graves were opened wide. SUNG PRAYER Christ, we do all adore Thee, And we do praise Thee for ever; For on the holy cross hast Thou the world from sin redeemed. Leslie Hubbard, soprano; Mario Manzo, bass; Brady Spell, baritone; Raymond Fonseca, tenor