Order of Service
5 March
2003
Ash Wednesday
“Yet even now,”
says God, 
“return to me with all your heart, 
with fasting, with weeping, 
and with mourning; and rend your 
hearts and not your garments.” 
Return to your God, for God 
is gracious and merciful, slow 
to anger, and abounding in steadfast 
love, and repents of evil.” 
Joel 2: 12-13    
Remember,
human, that you are dust, and to dust you will return. 
Call To Worship
Put on sackcloth
and lament
 COME, PASS THE NIGHT IN SACKCLOTH
 YOU MINISTERS OF MY GOD!
Sanctify a Fast, Call a solemn assembly.
GATHER THE ELDERS AND ALL THE
INHABITANTS OF THE LAND
 TO THE HOUSE OF THE LORD YOUR GOD AND
CRY OUT TO THE LORD.
*Opening Hymn No.
334 “Come, Ye Sinners” vs. 1, 3, 4
Please be Seated for a Time of Silent Prayer As We Come Before Our God 
Prayer of
Confession
Let us pray.
Most holy and
merciful God:
We confess to you and to one another, 
and to the whole communion of saints in 
heaven and on earth, 
that we have sinned by our own fault 
in thought, word, and deed, 
by what we have done, 
and by what we have left undone.
We have not loved you
 with all our heart, and mind, and
strength. 
 We have not loved our neighbors as
ourselves. 
 We have not forgiven others
 as we have been forgiven. 
Have mercy on us, O God.
We have been deaf to your call 
 to serve as Christ served us. 
 We have not been true 
 to the mind of Christ. 
 We have grieved your Holy Spirit. 
Have mercy on us, O God.
We confess to you, O God, 
 all our past unfaithfulness.
 The pride, hypocrisy, and impatience
in our lives. 
We confess to you, O God.
Our self-indulgent appetites and ways 
 and our exploitation of other people. 
We confess to you, O God.
Our anger at our own frustration
 and our envy of those more fortunate
than ourselves, 
We confess to you, O God.
Our intemperate love of worldly goods and
comforts 
 and our dishonesty in our daily life
and work, 
We confess to you, O God.
Our negligence in prayer and worship 
 and our failure to commend the faith
that is in us, 
We confess to you, O God.
Accept our repentance, O God, 
 for the wrongs we have done. 
 For our neglect of human need and
suffering 
 and our indifference to injustice and
cruelty, 
Accept our repentance, O God.
For all false judgments, 
 for uncharitable thoughts toward our
neighbors, 
 and for our prejudice and contempt 
 toward those who differ from us, 
Accept our repentance, O God.
For our waste and pollution of your
creation 
 and our lack of concern for those who
come after us, 
Accept our repentance, O God.
Restore us, O God, 
 and let your anger depart from us.
Favorably hear us, O God, for your mercy is great. 
Amen.
United Church of
Christ, Book of Worship
A selection of
poems and verses
Scripture Text (New
American Bible)
Click here for readings from the public domain 
World English Bible
Meditation
* Hymn “Dust and
Ashes”
The Blessing and
Distribution of the Ashes
Communal Closing
Prayer (by Edward Hays)
Come, O Life-giving Creator,
            and rattle the
door latch
            of my
slumbering heart.
Awaken me as you breathe upon
            a
winter-wrapped earth,
            gently calling
to life virgin Spring. 
Awaken in these
fortified days
            of Lenten
prayer and discipline 
            my youthful
dream of holiness.
Call me forth from the prison camp 
            of my numerous
past defeats 
            and my narrow
patterns of being 
            to make my
ordinary life extra-ordinarily alive, 
            through the
passion of my love.
Show to me during
these Lenten days 
            how to take
the daily things of life 
            and by
submerging them in the sacred, 
            to infuse them
with a great love 
            for you, O
God, and for others.
Guide me to perform simple acts of love and prayer, 
            the real works
of reform and renewal 
            of this
overture to the spring of the Spirit. 
O Father of Jesus,
Mother of Christ, 
            help me not to
waste 
            these precious
Lenten days 
            of my soul's
spiritual springtime.
*Hymn “Ashes” 
Benediction
LORD of the winds, I cry to thee.
    I that am dust,
And blown about by every gust 
    I fly to thee.
  
Lord of the waters, unto thee I
call.
    I that am weed upon the waters borne, 
        And by the waters torn,
Tossed by the waters, at thy feet I fall.
    I am.like a lonely bird on the housetop. 
All day long my enemies taunt me;
    those who deride me use my name for a curse. 
For I eat ashes like bread,
    and mingle tears with my drink,
because of your indignation and anger; 
    for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.
My days are like an evening shadow; 
    I wither away like grass.
But you, O Lord, are enthroned forever; 
    your name endures to all generations.
You will rise up and have compassion on Zion, 
    for it is time to favor it;
    the appointed time has come.
For your servants hold its stones dear, 
    and have pity on its dust.
Psalm 102 :1
YOU thumbed grit 
into my furrowed brow,
marking me 
with the sign of mortality, 
the dust of last year’s palms. 
The cross you traced 
seared, smudged skin, 
and I recalled 
other ashes 
etched 
into my heart
by those who loved too little
or not at all.
Elizabeth-Anne Vanek
 
WHOEVER on that medieval
day
decided that it had to be ashes 
to sign the season, was in touch with death 
but he’d forgotten the place of red earth, 
remembered in the gut by those who know 
dirt mixed with the blood of woman giving birth.
The flesh of one
so full of hope cries out, 
comes pushing now the growing, wintered well 
in her womb, wailing songs of the longing 
for life and love and gentleness of green 
and a springtime sun to be welcoming 
for us, to warm us out of these our tombs 
to bid us light and peace and graciousness.
So we are signed
with earth—with death and birth.
Mary Claire van Orsdal
THE Lord my Creator took me as dust from the
earth,
and formed me into a living being, 
breathing into me the breath of life. 
God honored me, 
setting me as ruler upon earth over all things visible, 
and made me companion of the angels. 
But Satan the deceiver, 
using the serpent as instrument, 
enticed me by food— 
parted me from the glory of God, 
and gave me over to the earth and to the lowest depths
    of the earth.
But in compassion, O Savior, call me back
again!        
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