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  • 12726 Huber Road
  • Bentonville, AR, 72712
  • United States

Ash Wednesday Service


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You Meet Me Here


Where can I go from Your presence?
Where can I run from Your Spirit?
You meet me there
Spirit, You meet me there

Where can I go from Your presence?
Where can I hide from Your Spirit?
You find me there
Spirit, You find me there

From the highest highs to the lowest lows
From the mountain top to the valley below

You meet me here
Spirit, You meet me here
You go before me, Your love surrounds me
Changing the atmosphere

Where can I go from Your presence?
Where can I run from Your Spirit?
You meet me there
Spirit, You meet me there


Where can I go from Your presence?
Where can I hide from Your Spirit?
You find me there
Spirit, You find me there

From the highest highs to the lowest lows
From the mountain top to the valley below

You meet me here
Spirit, You meet me here
You go before me, Your love surrounds me
Changing the atmosphere
You meet me here
Spirit, You meet me here
You go before me, Your love surrounds me
Changing the atmosphere

You don't give up, even when I do
You don't walk out, when I threaten to
You are steady, when I can't be still
Your love finds me, and it always will
You don't give up, even when I do
You don't walk out, when I threaten to
You are steady, when I can't be still
Your love finds me, and it always will


Is He Worthy?

Do you feel the world is broken? (We do)
Do you feel the shadows deepen? (We do)
But do you know that all the dark won't stop the light from getting through? (We do)
Do you wish that you could see it all made new? (We do)

Is all creation groaning? (It is)
Is a new creation coming? (It is)
Is the glory of the Lord to be the light within our midst? (It is)
Is it good that we remind ourselves of this? (It is)

Is anyone worthy? Is anyone whole?
Is anyone able to break the seal and open the scroll?
The Lion of Judah who conquered the grave
He is David's root and the Lamb who died to ransom the slave

Is He worthy? Is He worthy?
Of all blessing and honor and glory
Is He worthy of this?
He is

Does the Father truly love us? (He does)
Does the Spirit move among us? (He does)
And does Jesus, our Messiah hold forever those He loves? (He does)
Does our God intend to dwell again with us? (He does)

Is anyone worthy? Is anyone whole?
Is anyone able to break the seal and open the scroll?
The Lion of Judah who conquered the grave
He is David's root and the Lamb who died to ransom the slave
From every people and tribe
Every nation and tongue
He has made us a kingdom and priests to God
To reign with the Son

Is He worthy? Is He worthy?
Of all blessing and honor and glory
Is He worthy? Is He worthy?
Is He worthy of this?
He is! He is!
Is He worthy? Is He worthy?
He is! He is!
He is worthy! He is worthy!
He is!


The Love of God

The love of God is greater far
than tongue or pen can ever tell;
it goes beyond the highest star,
and reaches to the lowest hell.
The wand'ring child is reconciled
by God's beloved Son.
The aching soul again made whole,
and priceless pardon won.

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
the saints’ and angels’ song.

When ancient time shall pass away,
and human thrones and kingdoms fall;
when those who here refuse to pray
on rocks and hills and mountains call;
God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
all measureless and strong;
grace will resound the whole earth round—
the saints’ and angels’ song.

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
the saints’ and angels’ song.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
and were the skies of parchment made;
were ev’ry stalk on earth a quill,
and ev’ryone a scribe by trade;
to write the love of God above
would drain the ocean dry;
nor could the scroll contain the whole,
though stretched from sky to sky.

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
the saints’ and angels’ song.