April 18, 2021 Third Sunday of Easter
Opening: Three Days #82
Three days our world was broken; the Lord of life lay dead.
“Take up your cross,” he told us who followed where he led.
Would we now hang in torment with thieves on every side,
our Passover shattered, our hope crucified?
Three days we hid in silence, in bitter fear and grief.
Three days we clung together where he had washed our feet.
Three days– and on the third day, the women came at dawn.
His tomb, they said, was empty, his broken body gone.
Who could believe their story? The dead do not arise,
yet he walks among us, and with our own eyes
we’ve seen him at this table; we’ve shared his bread and wine.
Hearts burning bright within us, we’ve seen his glory shine.
Three days our world was broken and in an instant healed,
God’s covenant of mercy in mystery revealed.
Two thousand years are one day in God’s eternal sight,
and yesterday’s sorrows are this day’s delight.
Though still Christ’s body suffers, pierced daily by the sword,
yet death has no dominion: the risen Christ is Lord!
Text by M.D. Ridge, 1938–2017, © 1999, M.D. Ridge. Published by OCP, 5536 NE Hassalo, Portland, OR 97213. All rights reserved. Music © 2017, Casey McKinley. Published by Spirit & Song®, a division of OCP. All rights reserved.
Offertory: Two Were Bound #64
1. Two were bound for Emmaus, disheartened and lost;
all their hope for the future had been nailed to a cross.
Love unknown then walked beside them,
come back from the dead,
and they knew he was risen in the breaking of bread.
On the Sea of Tiberius, when the night was nearly gone
and their toil seemed so useless, not one fish had they caught,
from the shore the stranger called to them:
“Cast your net, friends, once more.”
And they filled it to bursting, but the net was not torn.
Then they knew it was Jesus and they hastened in to shore;
bread and fish for their breakfast from the hands of their Lord.
“O Peter, if you love me you must care for my sheep;
if you follow your Shepherd, then a shepherd you’ll be.”
When the road makes us weary, when our labor seems but loss,
when the fire of faith weakens and too high seems the cost,
let the Church turn to its risen Lord,
who for us bore the cross,
and we’ll find our hearts burning at the sound of his voice.
Text: Irregular; based on Luke 24:13–35; John 21:1–19. Text and music © 2000, Bob Hurd. Published by OCP. All rights reserved.
Communion: The Supper of the Lord #350
Precious body, precious blood ,seen as bread and wine;
Here the Lord prepares the feast divine.
Bread of love is broken now, cup of life is poured:
Come, share the supper of the Lord.
This is the bread of God coming down from heav’n,
Giving life to us, to all the world.
“I am the living spring of eternal life;
You that drink from me shall not thirst again.”
“I am the bread of heav’n giving life to you;
You that eat this bread shall never die.”
“All those who feed on me have their life in me,
As I have my life in the living God.”
All praise to you, O Christ, present in this feast;
In this bread, we share in one life, one Lord.
Text: Verses 1–4 based on John 4, 6. Text and music © 1994, 2012, Laurence Rosania. Published by OCP. All rights reserved.
Spiritual Communion Prayer
At Thy feet, O my Jesus, I prostrate myself and I offer Thee repentance of my contrite heart, which is humbled in its nothingness and in Thy holy presence. I adore Thee in the Sacrament of Thy love, the ineffable Eucharist. I desire to receive Thee into the poor dwelling that my heart offers Thee. While waiting for the happiness of sacramental communion, I wish to possess Thee in spirit. Come to me, O my Jesus, since I, for my part, am coming to Thee! May Thy love embrace my whole being in life and in death. I believe in Thee, I hope in Thee, I love Thee. Amen.
(This prayer is attributed to Servant of God Rafael Merry del Val. This cardinal is known for having promoted the Litany of Humility.)
Closing: Alleluia Love is Alive #63
People of God, see the morning is new;
rise from your sleeping and run to the tomb.
Come and see! Come and see! He is alive!
A grave that is empty, a promise fulfilled.
God who was with us is here with us still.
He is here! He is here! He is alive!
Alleluia! Love is alive;
conquered the grave and defeated the night.
Alleluia! Love is alive!
The Son has arisen for all.
Your people sing alleluia!
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