May 22nd

ANTHEM             For the Beauty of the Earth           John Rutter
Text: F.S. Pierpoint

For the beauty of the earth, for the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth over and around us lies:
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our joyful hymn of praise.
For the beauty of each hour of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale and tree and flower, sun and moon and stars of night:
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our joyful hymn of praise.
For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth, and friends above, for all gentle thoughts and mild:
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our joyful hymn of praise.
For each perfect gift of thine to our race so freely given,
Graces human and divine, flow’rs of earth and buds of heav’n:
Lord of all, to thee we raise this our joyful hymn of praise.   

May 15th

VOLUNTARY            Bist Du Bei Mir                   J.S. Bach
Chris McCormick                       Paul Thurmond, Organist

ANTHEM                Now the Green Blade Rise            Carolyn Johnson
Text: The Oxford Book of Carols

Now the green blade rises from the buried grain,
Wheat that in dark earth many days has lain;
Love lives again, that with the dead has been;
Love is come again like wheat arising green.
In the grave they laid him, love by hatred slain,
Thinking that he would never wake again,
Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen;
Love is come again like wheat arising green.
Forth he came at Easter, like the risen grain,
He that for three days in the grave had lain;
Raised from the dead, my living Lord is seen;
Love is come again like wheat arising green.
When our hearts are wintry, grieving, or in pain,
Your touch can call us back to life again,
Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been;
Love is come again like wheat arising green.

May 8th

ANTHEM              Jesus, Good Shepherd             Bradley Ellingboe

Jesus, good shepherd, come, lead me to rest.
Beside the still water, I wait as your guest.
O Savior, come, restore my soul; give me life and make me whole.
O Jesus, come to me now, make me whole.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of death,
I know you go with me, my rod and my staff;
So I will fear no evil thing. In the darkness I will sing,
Oh, as I walk through the valleys, I’ll sing!
Surely your goodness and mercy t’ward me
Shall follow me all of my life, ev’ry day.
Soon I will dwell with you, O lord, as you promised in your Word,
And I will dwell with you always, O Lord.      

May 1st

INTRO by choir director Johnny Kimbrough

MONTEREY HIGH SCHOOL CHORUS

Easter

ANTHEM       Hearts to Heaven and Voices Raise        Paul Thurmond
Text: Christopher Wordsworth

Alleluia! Alleluia! Hearts to heav’n and voices raise;
Sing to God a hymn of gladness, sing to God a hymn of praise.
He, who on the cross a victim, for the world’s salvation bled,
Jesus Christ, the King of Glory, now is risen from the dead.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ from death to life is born.
Glorious life and life immortal, on this holy Easter morn.
Christ has triumphed, and we conquer by his mighty enterprise.
We with him to life eternal by his resurrection rise.
Christ is risen; we are risen. Shed upon us heav’nly grace,
Rain and dew and gleams of glory from the brightness of thy face,
That we, with our thoughts in heav’n, here on earth may fruitful be,
And by angel hands be gathered, and be ever, Lord, with thee.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Glory be to God on high.
Alleluia! to the Savior who has gained the victory;
Alleluia! to the Spirit, fount of love and sanctity;
Alleluia! Alleluia! to the Triune Majesty. Alleluia! Alleluia!

*CLOSING HYMN          Crown Him with Many Crowns        David Cherwien, arr.

Maundy Thursday

ANTHEM                  Father, Forgive Us                 Craig Courtney

Text: Pamela Martin

Father, forgive us each time we close our eyes
To a bruised and wounded world, the shattered, broken lives,
Empty ones who die alone forsaken in their shame.
Every time we turn away we crucify again.
Father, forgive us each time that we disown
Mothers who have lost their sons, the children with no home,
Thousands crying out in thirst, the prisoners in pain.
Every time we turn away we crucify again.
Father, forgive us, our hearts remain unmoved
By suffering and poverty; we know not what we do.
When we fail to hear the voice of Christ in every cry,
When we do not recognize the Savior in their eyes,
We crucify again.

Palm Sunday

ANTHEM                                  Hosanna! Blessed Is He                          Knut Nystedt

Hosanna!
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!
Hosanna!     

April 10th

ANTHEM                                        Lord, with Glowing Heart               John Leavitt
Text: Francis Scott Key

Lord, with glowing heart I’d praise thee for the bliss thy love bestows,
For the pard’ning grace that saves me, and the peace that from it flows.
Help, O God, my weak endeavor; this dull soul to rapture raise;
Thou must light the flame, or never can my love be warmed to praise.
Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, wretched wand’rer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee from the paths of death away.
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling, him who saw thy guiltborn fear
And, the light of hope revealing, bade the bloodstained cross appear.
Lord, my spirit’s ardent feelings vainly would my lips express.
Low before thy footstool kneeling, deign thy suppliants prayer to bless;
Let they grace, my soul’s chief treasure, love’s pure flame within me raise;
And since words can never measure, let my life show forth thy praise!

April 3rd

VOLUNTARY         Sæterjentens Søndag             Ole Bull
Wei Tsun Chang, violin                   Paul Thurmond, Organist  

OFFERTORY ANTHEM        Come, You Sinners, Poor and Needy
Evelyn R. Larter

Come, you sinners, poor and needy, weak and wounded, sick and sore.
Jesus ready stands to save you, full of pity, love and pow’r.
He is able, he is able, he is willing, doubt no more.
Agonizing in the garden, lo! your master prostrate lies.
On the bloody tree behold him; hear him cry before he dies.
“It is finished, it is finished; sinners, will not this suffice?”
Let not conscience make you linger, nor of fitness fondly dream.
All the fitness he requireth is to feel your need to him.
This he gives you, this he gives you, ‘tis the Spirit’s rising beam.
I will arise and go to Jesus; he will embrace me in his arms.
In the arms of my dear Savior, oh, there are ten thousand charms.

*POSTLUDE                                 I Want Jesus to Walk with Me               Mary McDonald

April 2nd - Memorial Service for Bud Sine

Special Music:                                                 Wei Tsun & Seanad Chang 

Special Music

March 27th

ANTHEM                               O Blessed Spring                              Robert Buckley Farley
Text: Susan Palo Cherwien

O blessed spring, where Word and sign embrace us into Christ the Vine,
Here Christ enjoins each one to be a branch of this lifegiving Tree.
Through summer heat of youthful years, uncertain faith, rebellious tears,
Sustained by Christ’s infusing rain, the boughs will shout for joy again.
When autumn cools and youth is cold, when limbs their heavy harvest hold,
Then through us, warm, the Christ will move with gifts of beauty, wisdom, love.
As winter comes, as winter must, we breathe our last, return to dust;
Still held in Christ, our souls take wing and trust the promise of the spring.
Christ, holy Vine, Christ, living Tree, be praised for this blest mystery:
That Word and water thus revive and join us to your Tree of Life.     

March 20th

VOLUNTARY                                Julia Florida                         Augustine Barrios Mangore
Zebulon Turrentine, guitar

ANTHEM                                         God So Loved the World                  John Stainer

God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son,
That whoso believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world,
But that the world through Him might be saved.

OFFERTORY                                      El Sueno del Laudero               Julio Cesar Oliva

March 13th

ANTHEM                          O Love, How Deep, How Broad, How High         Hal H. Hopson
Text: Thomas á Kempis (1380-1471); Tune: Scarborough Fair

O Love, how deep, how broad, how high, beyond all 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 temptation sharp he knew; for us the tempter overthrew.
For us he prayed; for us he taught; for us his daily works he wrought,
By words and signs and actions thus still seeking not himself, but us.
For us by evil pow’r betrayed, scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed,
He bore the shameful cross and death; for us gave up his dying 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.
All glory to our Lord and God for love so deep, so high, so broad;
The Trinity whom we adore forever and forever more.       

Ash Wednesday

ANTHEM                                Jesus Walked This Lonesome Valley         Carlton R. Young

Jesus walked this lonesome valley; he had to walk it by himself.
Oh, nobody else could walk it for him; he had to walk it by himself.
You must go and stand your trial; you have to stand it by yourself.
Oh, nobody else can stand it for you; you have to stand it by yourself.
As we walk our lonesome valley, we do not walk it by ourselves;
For God sent his Son to walk it with us; we do not walk it by ourselves.