Andrew Pratt
Palm Cross
Palm Cross
by Andrew Pratt
Palm Cross image ideal for PowerPoint use. For a transparent background version - Click Here Andrew Pratt (born 1948) © Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. Please include any reproduction for local church and school use on your CCL Licence returns. All wide
Broken bread and conversation
Broken bread and conversation
by Andrew Pratt
Broken bread and conversation, sharing food and drinking wine. Jesus punctuates the story talks of symbol, speaks of sign. When they ate, each time of meeting, they were to remember this, not some mystic magic moment, just a time of human bliss. Time for friendly reminiscence, ti
The prophet stands before the crowd
The prophet stands before the crowd
by Andrew Pratt
The prophet stands before the crowd with words of comfort in his voice. His stance is confident and strong, he offers, challenge, hope and choice. He emanates authority yet he has felt the grip of fear; he faced the ones who threatened him, the angry crowd was drawing near. Verse
As Jesus came riding along on a donkey
As Jesus came riding along on a donkey
by Andrew Pratt
As Jesus came riding along on a donkey, the pavement was holy, he hallowed the ground. The stones will cry out if the people are silent, a day filled with joy and with praising is found. Then those who had followed and those who came after sang loudly while waving their palms i
If only the righteous go in through the Lord's gate
If only the righteous go in through the Lord's gate
by Andrew Pratt
If only the righteous go in through the Lord's gate then who can be rescued, yes who can be saved? Can love be so gracious to those who are needy, to bring them salvation, all penalties waived? God's loving is boundless toward all the people, the love of a parent when children ar
Poem - Right here in the presence of loving and grace
Poem - Right here in the presence of loving and grace
by Andrew Pratt
Right here in the presence of loving and grace, see Judas is scowling, a sneer scars his face. Anointing with perfume is costly and rare, this gift could be sold giving substance to care. What need this affection, that Jesus received? It seemed to go counter to all they believed.
Right here in the presence of loving and grace
Right here in the presence of loving and grace
by Andrew Pratt
Right here in the presence of loving and grace, see Judas is scowling, a sneer scars his face. Anointing with perfume is costly and rare, this gift could be sold giving substance to care. What need this affection, that Jesus received? It seemed to go counter to all they believed.
Whatever gains I once held dear
Whatever gains I once held dear
by Andrew Pratt
Whatever gains I once held dear, the things of earth or heaven above; I now reflect and know their flaws, they fade before abundant love. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: WINCHESTER NEW; WILTON (Stanley) Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 24/2/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, En
Monologue: ‘Those that sow in tears shall reap in joy.’
Monologue: ‘Those that sow in tears shall reap in joy.’
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue: ‘Those that sow in tears shall reap in joy.’ ‘Those that sow in tears shall reap in joy.’ Really? Sounds like the beatitudes all over again to me! Cursed to be Blessed? Bad times turned to Good? Comfort? Might be for you! For me? What was that old song? 'Why does it al
When our lives are tossed and windswept
When our lives are tossed and windswept
by Andrew Pratt
When our lives are tossed and windswept, twisted, spun and turned around, God is in the swirling darkness, leads our feet to solid ground. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: WRAYSBURY; WYCHBOLD Metre: 8.7.8.7 Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 2/3/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, w
When all is lost, there seems no turning back
When all is lost, there seems no turning back
by Andrew Pratt
When all is lost, there seems no turning back; when friends are gone, while gain has turned to lack; when life has left us in a crumpled heap, we slip and slide, we agonise and weep. Sometimes our lives are spun, flipped upside down, the royal are poor, the beggar wears a crown.
Monologue: Not me!
Monologue: Not me!
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue: Not me! What's that you say? You saw me just the other night? You can't be right! And Freda saw me too? She was with you? Oh no... you are mistaken. I turned to walk away, but something, nagging, made we want to stay. A wasp was buzzing in my head and later, resting in
Out of Egypt now in Canaan
Out of Egypt now in Canaan
by Andrew Pratt
Out of Egypt now in Canaan, finding freedom in this place celebrating liberation, Hebrews learning of God's grace. Now this story, part of hist'ry, told again from year to year: speaks of haste, release and rescue, time of tension, time of fear. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: ALL FOR JE
When ever disaster brings death and destruction
When ever disaster brings death and destruction
by Andrew Pratt
When ever disaster brings death and destruction, when people are suff'ring and questions arise, we should not assume some divine retribution condemning the people that we might despise. God's judgement is subtle, each person is counted, each one is significant, folded in grace. G
Monologue: Memories
Monologue: Memories
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue: Memories Sometimes my memory is really clear but as I get older it sometimes slips a bit. Nothing unusual there, they tell me. But when I think about it sometimes I doubt the memories themselves. Do I really remember being pushed by mum and dad in my push-chair by the
Sometimes, O God, our weariness
Sometimes, O God, our weariness
by Andrew Pratt
Sometimes, O God, our weariness and pressure on our time can undermine our prayerfulness, our thoughts of the divine. We thirst and long to know your love, to hear your present voice, that in this void, this emptiness, we might, again rejoice. Verse 3 follows Tune: BELMONT Metre:
In the silent, stillness, listen
In the silent, stillness, listen
by Andrew Pratt
In the silent, stillness, listen, God is calling will we hear? All too often faith has foundered, grace is muzzled by our fear. In our rush and haste and hurry we have lost the time for prayer; lost the time for conversation, then we think God is not there. Verses 2-3 follow © An
Monologue: Jesus and Herod