The First Sunday in Lent – 11:00am

St. Giles’ Cathedral

Morning Service at 11am

1st Sunday in Lent

Sunday 6th March 2022

Organ Music

Louis Vierne Préambule
Louis Vierne Rêverie

Introit

Let thy merciful ears

Let thy merciful ears, O Lord,
be open to the prayers of thy humble servants;
and that they may obtain their petitions,
make them to ask such things as shall please thee;
through Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.

Music: Thomas Mudd c1560-c1632

Hymn

O love, how deep, how broad, how high!
Surpassing thought and fantasy
that God, the Son of God, should take
our mortal form for mortals’ sake.

For us baptized, for us he bore
his holy fast, and hungered sore;
for us temptations sharp he knew;
for us the tempter overthrew.

For us he prayed, for us he taught,
for us the lost with love he sought,
by words, and signs, and actions, he
brought health and hope to set us free.

For us to wicked men betrayed,
scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed,
he bore the shameful cross and death;
for us at length gave up his breath.

For us he rose from death again,
for us he went on high to reign,
for us he sent his Spirit here
to guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.

To him whose boundless love has won
salvation for us through his Son,
to God the Father, glory be
both now and through eternity.

Text: 15th Century Tr. Benjamin Webb 1820-85
Music: Eisenach CH4 354 Adapted from melody by Johann Hermann Schein 1586-1630

Scripture Sentences

The Preces

O Lord open thou our lips

William Byrd 1543-1623

Bidding

Prayer

Collect

Almighty God, your Son Jesus Christ fasted forty days in the wilderness, and was tempted as we are but did not sin. Give us grace to discipline ourselves in obedience to your Spirit; and as you know our weakness, so may we know your power to save; through Jesus Christ our Lord.

First Lesson               Deuteronomy 26  1-11

The Choir sings Psalm 91

I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.

Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.

Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;

Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.

A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.

Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;

There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.

For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.

They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.

Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.

Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.

He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.

With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

Second Lesson           St Luke 4  1-13

Hymn

In the cross of Christ I glory:
towering o’er the wrecks of time,
all the light of sacred story
gathers round its head sublime.

When the woes of life o’ertake me,
hopes deceive and fears annoy,
never shall the cross forsake me;
lo! it glows with peace and joy.

When the sun of bliss is beaming
light and love upon my way,
from the cross the radiance streaming
adds more lustre to the day.

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
by the cross are sanctified;
peace is there that knows no measure,
joys that through all time abide.

In the cross of Christ I glory:
towering o’er the wrecks of time,
all the light of sacred story
gathers round its head sublime.

Text: John Bowring 1792-1872
Music: Stuttgart CH4 397 Adapted from melody in Witt’s Psalmodia Sacra, Gotha 1715

Sermon

Anthem

Turn Thee unto me, O Lord

Turn Thee unto me, O Lord: O Lord, have mercy upon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
The sorrows of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my troubles.
Look upon my adversity: and forgive me all my sin.
O keep my soul and deliver me: let me not be confounded, for I have put my trust in Thee.

Text: Psalm 25 15-17, 19
Music: William Boyce 1711-1779

Prayer

The Lord’s Prayer

Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come, thy will be done, in 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, the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.

Hymn

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat
Where Jesus answers prayer;
There humbly fall before his feet,
For none can perish there.

Thy promise is my only plea;
With this I venture nigh:
Thou callest burdened souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.

Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed,
By war without and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.

Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place,
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him thou hast died.

O wondrous love! to bleed and die,
To bear the Cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead thy gracious name!

Text: John Newton 1725-1807 Tune: Stracathro CH4 548 Charles Hutcheson 1792-1860

Benediction

Organ Voluntary

Felix Mendelssohn Sonata I in F minor (1st movement)

CCL Licence No 980930
Streaming Licence 57837

The service was conducted by The Rev Calum I MacLeod