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					THE MEMORIAL CHURCH
H A RVA R D U N I V E R S I T Y




                  Easter Sunday
         or the Sunday of the Resurrection

          April fourth, two thousand ten
           eleven o’clock in the morning

   Please turn off personal telephones and pagers
upon entering the sanctuary of The Memorial Church.
                                        ORDER OF WORSHIP


PREluDE           “Allegro” from Symphonie VI, Op. 42, No. 2                         Charles-Marie Widor
                                                                                             (1844–1937)

                  “Choral” from Symphonie romane, Op. 73                             Charles-Marie Widor

                  “Final” from Symphonie I, Op. 14                                           Louis Vierne
                                                                                             (1870–1937)

INtROIt           this Joyful Eastertide                                                       Dutch Carol
                                                                            arr. Charles Wood (1866–1926)
 this joyful Eastertide, away with sin and sorrow!
 My love, the crucified, hath sprung to life this morrow.

   Had Christ, that once was slain, ne’er burst his three-day prison,
   Our faith had been in vain — but now hath Christ arisen.

 My flesh in hope shall rest, and for a season slumber:
 till trump from east to west shall wake the dead in number.

 Death’s flood hath lost his chill, since Jesus crossed the river:
 lover of souls, from ill my passing soul deliver.
                                                                                          G. R. Woodward

SAlutAtION
 The ministers and choir exchange the following greeting:
 Ministers:       Alleluia. Christ is risen.
 Choir:           the lord is risen indeed. Alleluia.

HyMN IN PROCESSION                    Come, ye Faithful, Raise the Strain                       St. Kevin
 The congregation standing
 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain of triumphant gladness;
 God hath brought his Israel into joy from sadness;
 loosed from Pharaoh’s bitter yoke Jacob’s sons and daughters;
 led them with unmoistened foot through the Red Sea waters.

 ’tis the spring of souls today; Christ hath burst his prison,
 And from three days’ sleep in death as a sun hath risen;
 All the winter of our sins, long and dark, is flying
 From his light, to whom we give laud and praise undying.
 Now the queen of seasons, bright with the day of splendor,
 With the royal feast of feasts, comes its joy to render;
 Comes to glad Jerusalem, who with true affection,
 Welcomes in unwearied strains Jesus’s resurrection.

 Neither might the gates of death, nor the tomb’s dark portal,
 Nor the watchers, nor the seal hold thee as a mortal;
 But today amidst thine own thou didst stand bestowing
 that thy peace which evermore passeth human knowing.

 Alleluia, now we cry to our King immortal,
 Who triumphant burst the bars of the tomb’s dark portal;
 Alleluia, with the Son, God the Father praising;
 Alleluia, yet again to the Spirit raising.

tHE COllECt FOR EAStER DAy
 Minister:       Alleluia. Christ is risen.
 People:         the lord is risen indeed. Alleluia.
 Minister:       let us all pray:
 People:         O God, who for our redemption didst give thine only begotten Son to the death of the
                 Cross, and by his glorious resurrection hast delivered us from the power of our enemy;
                 grant us so to die daily from sin, that we may evermore live with him in the joy of his
                 resurrection; through the same thy Son Christ our lord. Amen.

tHE lORD’S PRAyER
 In unison
 Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be 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 and ever. Amen.

HyMN             Crown Him with Many Crowns                                                      Diademata
 The congregation standing
 Crown him with many crowns, the lamb upon his throne;
 Hark! How the heavenly 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.

 Crown him the lord of love; behold his hands and side,
 Rich wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified;
 No angel in the sky can fully bear that sight,
 But downward bends his burning eye at mysteries so bright.
 Crown him the lord of peace, whose power a scepter sways
 From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise:
 His reign shall know no end; and round his pierced feet
 Fair flowers of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet.

 Crown him the lord of years, the Potentate of time,
 Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
 All hail, Redeemer, hail! For thou hast died for me;
 thy praise shall never, never fail throughout eternity.

PSAltER           Psalm 30
 To be read responsively by the minister and people
 Minister:        I will extol you, O lord, for you have drawn me up, and did not let my foes rejoice
                  over me.
 People:          O lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.
 Minister:        O lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol, restored me to life from among those gone
                  down to the Pit.
 People:          Sing praises to the lord, O you his faithful ones, and give thanks to his holy name.
 Minister:        For his anger is but for a moment; his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may linger for the
                  night, but joy comes with the morning.
 People:          As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
 Minister:        By your favor, O lord, you had established me as a strong mountain; you hid your face; I
                  was dismayed.
 People:          to you, O lord, I cried, and to the lord I made supplication:
 Minister:        “What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the Pit? Will the dust praise you? Will
                  it tell of your faithfulness?
 People:          Hear, O lord, and be gracious to me! O lord, be my helper!”
 Minister:        you have turned my mourning into dancing; you have taken off my sackcloth and clothed
                  me with joy,
 People:          So that my soul may praise you and not be silent. O lord my God, I will give thanks to
                  you forever.

GlORIA PAtRI
 See Hymn 371

FIRSt lESSON FROM tHE NEW tEStAMENt                                                         luke 24:1–12
                                                                                   Pew Bible, page 78 (NT)
ANtHEM          light’s Glittering Morn Bedecks the Sky                       Horatio W. Parker
                                                                                  (1863–1919)
 light’s glittering morn bedecks the sky;
 Heaven thunders forth its victor cry;
 the glad earth shouts her triumph high,
 And groaning hell makes wild reply,
 While he, the king, the mighty king
 Despoiling death of all its sting,
 And trampling down the powers of might,
 Brings forth his ransomed saints to light.
 that Eastertide with joy was bright,
 the sun shone out with fairer light,
 When to their longing eyes restored
 the apostles saw their risen lord:
 He bade them see his hands, his side,
 Where yet the glorious wounds abide;
 these tokens true which made it plain
 their lord indeed was risen again.
 O Jesu, king of gentleness,
 Do thou thyself our hearts possess,
 that we may give thee all our days,
 the tribute of our grateful praise.
 O lord of all with us abide,
 In this our joyful Eastertide,
 From every weapon death can wield,
 thine own redeemed forever shield.
   The strife is o’er, the battle done,
   The victory of life is won,
   The song of triumph has begun: Alleluia.
 All praise be thine, O risen lord,
 From death to endless life restored;
 All praise to God, the Father be,
 And Holy Ghost eternally.
 Alleluia. Amen.
                                                                          Latin, Seventh Century
                                                          Translated by John Mason Neale (1851)


SECOND lESSON FROM tHE NEW tEStAMENt                                              John 20:1–18
                                                                Pew Bible, pages 100–101 (NT)
ANtHEM             Most Glorious lord of life                                                          John Rutter
                   World Premiere                                                                        (b. 1945)
                   Commissioned in Loving Memory of Milan A. Heath, Jr. ’59
 Most glorious lord of life, that on this day
 Didst make thy triumph over death and sin,
 And having harrowed hell, didst bring away
 Captivity thence captive, us to win.
 this joyous day, dear lord, with joy begin,
 And grant that we for whom thou diddest die,
 Being with thy dear blood clean washed from sin,
 May live for ever in felicity.
 And that thy love we weighing worthily,
 May likewise love thee for the same again;
 And for thy sake, that all like dear didst buy,
 With love may one another entertain.
 So let us love, dear love, like as we ought;
 love is the lesson which the lord us taught.
  The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad;
  The Passover of gladness, the Passover of God.
  From death to life eternal, from earth unto the sky,
  Our Christ hath brought us over, with hymns of victory. Amen.
                                                                                         Edmund Spenser, 1595
                              John of Damascus (675–479), translated from the Greek by John Mason Neale, 1862

RESPONSES FOR tHE MINIStER AND PEOPlE
 Minister:         the lord be with you.
 People:           And with thy spirit.
 Minister:         let us pray. O lord, show thy mercy upon us,
 People:           And grant us thy salvation.
 Minister:         O God, make clean our hearts within us.
 People:           And take not thy Holy Spirit from us.

tHE PRAyERS AND tHE GENERAl tHANKSGIvING
 Here follow the several prayers and collects of the day, after each of which the people respond with AMEN, followed
 by the General Thanksgiving, said in unison.
 Almighty God, Father of all mercies, we thine unworthy servants do give thee most humble and hearty
 thanks for all thy goodness and loving-kindness to us and to all whom thou hast made. We bless thee for
 our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life; but above all for thine inestimable love in the
 redemption of the world by our lord Jesus Christ for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory.
 And, we beseech thee, give us that due sense of all thy mercies, that our hearts may be unfeignedly
 thankful; and that we show forth thy praise, not only with our lips, but in our lives, by giving up our selves
 to thy service, and by walking before thee in holiness and righteousness all our days; through Jesus Christ
 our lord, to whom, with thee and the Holy Ghost, be all honor and glory, world without end. Amen.
 At the close of the General Thanksgiving all join in the following Grace:

tHE GRACE
 the Grace of our lord Jesus Christ, the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with us
 all. Amen.

tHE GREEtINGS

At tHE OFFERtORy                 Canzona                                                       Giaches de Wert
                                                                                                 (1535–1596)
 Here an offering is received for the work of the Church within and beyond the University. At the close of the
 offertory music, the congregation stands for the Sermon Hymn.

HyMN             thine Be the Glory                                                                Maccabaeus
 The congregation standing
 thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son;
 Endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won;
 Angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
 Kept the folded grave clothes where thy body lay.

   Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,
   Endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

 lo, Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
 lovingly he greets us, scatters fear and gloom;
 let the Church with gladness hymns of triumph sing,
 For the lord now liveth; death has lost its sting:

 No more we doubt thee, glorious Prince of life!
 life is nought without thee: aid us in our strife.
 Make us more than conquerors through thy deathless love;
 Bring us safe through Jordan to thy home above.

SERMON            the Fruits of the Spirit: the Courage of Easter Christians

PRAyER
HyMN             Christ the lord Is Risen today                                                     Easter Hymn
 The congregation standing
 Christ the lord is risen today, Alleluia!
 Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia!
 Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
 Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply: Alleluia!

 lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!
 Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
 Dying once, he all doth save, Alleluia!
 Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!

 love’s redeeming work is done, Alleluia!
 Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
 Death in vain forbids him rise, Alleluia!
 Christ has opened Paradise, Alleluia!

 Soar we now where Christ has led, Alleluia!
 Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
 Made like him, like him we rise, Alleluia!
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!

 Sing we to our God above: Alleluia!
 Praise eternal as his love, Alleluia!
 Praise him, all ye heavenly host, Alleluia!
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Alleluia!

BENEDICtION AND CHORAl AllEluIA                                                                 Edward E. Jones
                                                                                                      (b. 1977)

POStluDE         “toccata” from Symphonie V, Op. 42                                        Charles-Marie Widor



                           The preacher is The Reverend Professor Peter J. Gomes.

       The service is read by The Reverend Dr. Dorothy A. Austin and The Reverend Jonathan C. Page.

          The first lesson is read by David R. Gergen, Professor of Public Service and Director of the
                             Center for Public Leadership, Harvard Kennedy School.

  The music is provided by the Harvard University Choir, under the direction of Edward E. Jones; and by the
Cambridge Symphonic Brass Ensemble: Greg Fritze, Don Gorder, Bob Pilkington, Kenneth Pope, and Ken Pullig.

                                       The organist is Christian Lane.

				
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