Coins (Matt 27:3-8)

When Judas, who had betrayed him, saw that Jesus was condemned, he was seized with remorse and returned the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and the elders. “I have sinned,” he said, “for I have betrayed innocent blood.”

“What is that to us?” they replied. “That’s your responsibility.” So Judas threw the money into the temple and left. Then he went away and hanged himself.

The chief priests picked up the coins and said, “It is against the law to put this into the treasury, since it is blood money.” So they decided to use the money to buy the potter’s field as a burial place for foreigners. That is why it has been called the Field of Blood to this day.

Rooster (Mark 14:66-72)

While Peter was below in the courtyard, one of the servant girls of the high priest came by. When she saw Peter warming himself, she looked closely at him. “You also were with that Nazarene, Jesus,” she said.

But he denied it. “I don’t know or understand what you’re talking about,” he said, and went out into the entryway. When the servant girl saw him there, she said again to those standing around, “This fellow is one of them.” Again he denied it.

After a little while, those standing near said to Peter, “Surely you are one of them, for you are a Galilean.” He began to call down curses, and he swore to them, “I don’t know this man you’re talking about.”

Immediately the rooster crowed the second time. Then Peter remembered the word Jesus had spoken to him: “Before the rooster crows twice you will disown me three times.” And he broke down and wept.

The Servant King (From Heaven You came)

From heaven You came, helpless babe Entered our world, Your glory veiled Not to be served but to serve And give Your life that we might live

This is our God, the servant king He calls us now to follow Him To bring our lives as a daily offering Of worship to the servant king.

Verse 2: There in the garden of tears, My heavy load he chose to bear; His heart with sorrow was torn, 'Yet not my will but yours,' he said.

This is our God, the servant king He calls us now to follow Him To bring our lives as a daily offering Of worship to the servant king.

Verse 3: Come, see His hands and His feet, the scars that speak of sacrifice, hands that flung stars into space, To cruel nails surrendered.

This is our God, the servant king He calls us now to follow Him To bring our lives as a daily offering Of worship to the servant king.

Hands (Matthew 27:24-26)

When Pilate saw that he was getting nowhere, but that instead an uproar was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the crowd. “I am innocent of this man’s blood,” he said. “It is your responsibility!”

All the people answered, “His blood is on us and on our children!” Then he released Barabbas to them. But he had Jesus flogged, and handed him over to be crucified.

Crown (Matthew 27:27-29)

Then the governor’s soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head.

They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said.

Old Rugged Cross

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suff'ring and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross. Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some day for a crown.

O, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world Has a wondrous attraction for me For the dear Lamb of God left his glory above To bear it to dark Calvary

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross. Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some day for a crown.

In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine A wondrous beauty I see For ‘twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died To pardon and sanctify me

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross. Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some day for a crown.

Lots (Matthew 27:33-40)

They came to a place called Golgotha (which means “the place of the skull”). There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it. When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots.

And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. Above his head they placed the written charge against him: THIS IS JESUS, THE KING OF THE JEWS. Two rebels were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left.

Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads and saying, “You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!”

Wine/Vinegar (Matthew 27:48-49)

Immediately one of them ran and got a sponge. He filled it with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink. The rest said, “Now leave him alone. Let’s see if Elijah comes to save him.”

Cloth (Matthew 27:57-60)

As evening approached, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who had himself become a disciple of Jesus. Going to Pilate, he asked for Jesus’ body, and Pilate ordered that it be given to him.

Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away.

It’s Your Blood

It's Your Blood that cleanses me It's Your Blood that gives me life It's Your Blood that took my place

In redeeming sacrifice And washes me, Whiter than the snow, than the snow My Jesus, God's precious sacrifice

Nails (Isaiah 53:1-7)

Who has believed our message and to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed? He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground.

He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain.

Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem. Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, Yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted.

But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; The punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.

We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; And the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; He was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, So he did not open his mouth.

Were you there…

Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed him to the tree? Oh, sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble. Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?

Were you there when they pierced him in the side? Oh, sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble. Were you there when they pierced him in the side?

Were you there when they laid him in the tomb? Oh, sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble. Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?

Communion

When I survey

the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died My richest gain I count but loss And pour contempt on all my pride

Forbid it Lord, that I should boast Save in the death of Christ my God All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to His blood

See from his head, his hands, his feet Sorrow and love flow mingling down Did e’er such love and sorrow meet Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine That were an off’ring far too small Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all

Refreshments!