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Brougham Place Uniting Church
Kardlayirdi Karnungga
A Light on the Hill
9.00am, April 3, 2026
Good Friday. Black.
Welcome to Brougham Place Uniting Church.
We acknowledge the Kaurna people as the traditional carers of the land
on which our church is built.
As you wait for worship to begin, please turn
your phone to silent.
Prelude
Tree of Life (M. Hauger)
With heavy hearts and a heavy world,
We meet you this day, O Christ
In your clenched hands, stretched and nailed
You gather us
And so,
we gather in remembrance.
We gather in love.
We gather in peace.
We gather in faith
that you, Christ, the wounded healer, the suffering servant
are among us this day.
Amen
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.
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.
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.
So let us learn how to serve
and in our lives enthrone him;
each other’s needs to prefer,
for it is Christ we’re serving.
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.
Please be seated
Time of silence
Good God, what have we done?
When we’ve been blind to your pain, when we’ve been asleep on the job you left us to get on with, when we are not willing to drink from your cup, forgive us.We do not understand the extent of what we do.
A candle is extinguished
Time of silence
Good God, what have we done?
When we betray you with our hearts and with our lips, when we choose to respond with violence instead of understanding, when we carefully claim to be with you only when and where it is safe, and then decry you when things get hard, forgive us.We do not understand the extent of what we do.
A candle is extinguished
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 mingled 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 a present far too small:
love so amazing, so divine
demands my soul, my life, my all.
Time of silence
Good God, what have we done?
Cruelty and callousness, anger and oppression, use and abuse of power – when we are guilty as sin of being unkind, when we take advantage of our advantages, forgive us. When we wash our hands even though keeping them in the mire might build a new and better outcome, forestall us. Christ, have mercy.We do not understand the extent of what we do.
A candle is extinguished
Sacred head sore wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down;
O kingly head surrounded
with thorns your only crown;
death’s shadows rise before you,
the glow of life decays;
yet hosts of heaven adore you
and tremble as they gaze.
hat language shall I borrow
to praise you, heavenly friend,
for this your dying sorrow,
your mercy without end?
Such agony and dying!
Such love to sinners free!
O Christ, all grace supplying,
turn now your face on me.
In this your bitter Passion,
good Shepherd, think of me,
look on me with compassion,
unworthy though I be:
beneath your cross abiding
for ever would I rest,
in your dear love confiding,
and with your presence blessed.
Lord, be my consolation,
my shield when death is near;
remind me of your Passion,
be with me when I fear.
My eyes shall then behold you,
upon your cross shall dwell,
my heart by faith enfold you;
and who dies thus, dies well.
Time of silence
Good God, what have we done?
We have watched at a distance and wrung our hands in ineffective sympathy, we’ve been far too ready to mock and judge, and we are so easily swayed.Christ, have mercy.
We do not understand the extent of what we do.
A candle is extinguished
Jesus, Lamb of God, Redeemer (Ave Verum Corpus) -Elgar
Jesus, remember me
when you come into your kingdom.
Jesus, remember me
when you come into your kingdom.
Please remain seated
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
were you there when they crucified my Lord?
O 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?
were you there when they crucified my Lord?
O sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble;
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they pierced him in the side?
were you there when they crucified my Lord?
O sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble;
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when the sun refused to shine?
were you there when the sun refused to shine?
O sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble;
Were you there when the sun refused to shine?
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
O sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble;
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Time of silence
Good God, what have we done?
A candle is extinguished
The last candle is extinguished
You are invited to go forward to the font and place your hands in the
dirt. Those online are invited to find some dirt or dust to place your
hands in.
Pray and promise that the next time you witness injustice, you will act
with compassion and follow in the way of Jesus – with hands open, ready
to get dirty.
You can then sit quietly for a while or leave in silence.
Thank you for joining us for worship!
If you would like to get in touch or request a prayer, please make use
of the Contact Cards in the pews and next to the Offering Bowl.
Alternately, you can email our Minister, Rev Linda Driver: lindad@bpuc.org
Some of the liturgy in
this service is adapted from
Resources published by Moira Laidlaw (B.A., Dip. Theol., D. Min.)
Liturgies for High Days by Dorothy McRae-McMahon published by
MediaCom Education Inc. - mediacomeducation.org.au.
Liturgy, Learning, & (Purposeful) Life (L3)
Rev Dr Cathie Lambert (including the Reflection)
© 2025, Uniting Church in Australia, Synod of South Australia
Sally Foster-Fulton, with Ruth Burgess: Getting Our Hands Dirty: A
Liturgy for Good Friday. Wild Goose Publications
Bible Reading is from New Revised Standard Version, Updated Edition.
Copyright © 2021 National Council of Churches of Christ in the United
States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide.
Congregation
hymns
Servant King
Together in Song 256. Graham Kendrick 1950- © 1983 G. Kendrick,
Kingsway’s Thank you Music. Words used with permission under copyright
CCLI Licence 137219 Copyright cleared Music for Churches
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
Together in Song 342. Isaac Watts 1674-1748. Public Domain.
O Sacred Head Sore Wounded
Together in Song 339. Paul Gerhardt 1607-76 from Salve caput cruentatum.
attrib. Bernard of Clairvaux 1091-1153,
tr. James Waddell Alexander 18-04-59 and others. Public Domain.
Jesus Remember Me
Together in Song 730. Words by permission Ateliers et Presses Taizé
Ltd.
Were you there
Together in Song 345.
Based on an African-American spiritual (PD)