First Baptist Church of Cooperstown

21 Elm Street Cooperstown, NY 13326

(607) 547-9371 (Office) (352) 216-0834 (Joe’s Cell)

Pastor Rev. Joseph Perdue

Music Director Timothy Iversen

e-mail: jperdue@fbccooperstown.org

An American Baptist Church

 

 

CHORAL INTROIT “Art Thou Troubled?” from “Rodelinda”

George Frideric Handel (1685-1759)

Madison Hertel, soprano

 

Art thou troubled? Music will calm thee,

Art thou weary? Rest shall be thine.

Music, source of all gladness,

heals thy sadness at her shrine,

music, music, ever divine, music,

music calleth with voice divine.

When the welcome spring is smiling,

all the earth with flowers beguiling,

after winter’s dreary reign,

sweetest music doth attend her,

heavenly harmonies doth lend her,

chanting praises in her train.

 

English translation by W.G. Rothery (1651-1700)

 

 

1. For all the saints who from their labors rest,

who thee by faith before the world confessed,

thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

 

2. Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might;

thou, Lord, their captain in the well-fought fight;

thou, in the darkness drear, their one true light.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

 

3. O blest communion. Fellowship divine!

We feebly struggle; they in glory shine;

yet all are one in thee, for all are thine.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

 

4. And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,

steals on the ear the distant triumph song,

and hearts are brave again, and arms are strong.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

 

5. From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast,

through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,

singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

Alleluia! Alleluia!

 

Text: William Walsham How, 1864

Music: Sine nomine – Ralph Vaughan Williams, 1906

 

 

 

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 debts

as we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the Kingdom, and the power,

and the glory forever. Amen.

 

MUSICAL OFFERING “Oh, My Shepherd” Amanda Udis-Kessler, 2020

Madison Hertel, soprano

 

 

SERMON “Pirates and Emperors” Rev. Joe Perdue

 

 

1. What is this place, where are we meeting?

Only a house, the earth its floor.

Walls and a roof, sheltering people,

windows for light, and open door.

Yet it becomes a body that lives

where we are gathered here,

and know our God is near.

 

2. Words from afar, stars that are falling.

Sparks that are sown in us like seed:

names for our God, dreams, signs,

and wonders sent from the past are what we need.

We in this place remember

and speak again what we have heard:

God’s free redeeming word.

 

3. And we accept bread at his table,

broken and shared, a living sign.

Here in this world, dying and living,

We are each other’s bread and wine.

This is the place where we can receive

what we need to increase:

God’s justice and God’s peace.

 

Text: Huub Oosterhuis, 1968; trans. Dabid Smith, 1970

Music: Komt nu met zang - Neder-landtsch Gedenck-Clanck, 1626; harm. Bernard Huijbers, 1968.

 

 

 

 

 

1. In Christ alone my hope is found;

He is my light, my strength, my song.

This cornerstone, this solid ground,

firm through the fiercest drought and storm.

What heights of love, what depths of peace

when fears are stilled, when strivings cease.

My Comforter, my all in all,

here in the love of Christ I stand.

 

2. In Christ alone who took on flesh,

fullness of God in helpless babe.

This gift of love and righteousness,

scorned by the ones He came to save,

till on that cross, as Jesus died,

the love of God was magnified,

for every sin on Him was laid;

here in the death of Christ I live

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3. There in the ground His body lay,

Light of the world by darkness slain.

Then bursting forth in glorious day,

up from the grave He rose again.

And as He stands in victory,

sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,

for I am His and He is mine,

bought with the precious blood of Christ.

 

4. No guilt in life, no fear in death,

this is the power of Christ in me.

From life’s first cry to final breath

Jesus commands my destiny.

No power of hell, no human plan

can ever pluck me from His hand,

till He returns or calls me home,

here in the power of Christ I stand.

 

Text and Music: Keith Getty and Stuart Townsend, 2001