Andrew Pratt
Strange how we adorn with honours
Strange how we adorn with honours
by Andrew Pratt
Strange how we adorn with honours people doing what they should, while the one we count as master hung upon a cross of wood. Verses 2-3 follows Metre: 8 7 8 7 (Trochaic) Tune: ST OSWALD Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 18/9/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.
Willows hung with harps are weeping
Willows hung with harps are weeping
by Andrew Pratt
Willows hung with harps are weeping like the sorrow of our song, deep reflection of the mourning for the hurt of human wrong. Hurt which seems to have no ending, still rings on from age to age, still our human hearts are bleeding, still our grief takes centre stage. Verses 3-4 fo
Monologue/meditation: Lament
Monologue/meditation: Lament
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue/meditation: Lament Share all or part of the reading from Lamentations. The speaker, a modern day Jeremiah, is sitting on a stool, thinking. Raising his or her head, begins to speak... The rooftops were wet, shining in light that glinted between clouds. The damp mist of
Cooling streams and fiery depths
Cooling streams and fiery depths
by Andrew Pratt
Cooling streams and fiery depths, heaven and hell shall beckon, those who have, have much to lose, all have much to reckon. Verses 2-3 follow Metre: 7 6 7 6 Tune: MELLING Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 7/9/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. Please i
Beneath the shadow of her wings
Beneath the shadow of her wings
by Andrew Pratt
Beneath the shadow of her wings the eagle covers up her young, and soon, once egg caged, chicks will fly, by winds and thermals lifted, flung. Verse 2 follows Metre: LM Tune: BRESLAU Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 6/9/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.u
However bleak or desolate
However bleak or desolate
by Andrew Pratt
However bleak or desolate our lives may seem to be, a day of blessedness will come when we will be set free. As Jeremiah struck a deal, brought property in hope, he sensed a vision of a world beyond our human scope. Verses 3-5 follow Metre: 8 7 8 7 Tune: FINGAL Andrew Pratt (bo
People that manage, manipulate markets
People that manage, manipulate markets
by Andrew Pratt
People that manage, manipulate markets, using their skills just to maximise gain. This is the focus that holds their attention, working for profit, their purpose is plain. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: STEWARDSHIP; LIEBSTER IMMANUEL, ST NINIAN (Dykes) Metre: 11.10.11.10 Andrew Pratt
When blood is poured like water
When blood is poured like water
by Andrew Pratt
When blood is poured like water, humanity destroyed, in denigrating neighbours, your grace seems null and void. Our politics seem barren as this hot desert floor, while all around seems hopeless and life, a firm closed door. Verses 2-3 follow Metre: 7 6 7 6 D Tune: PASSION CHORAL
The cry of the poor should bring grief to the people
The cry of the poor should bring grief to the people
by Andrew Pratt
The cry of the poor should bring grief to the people, yet balm is not found, there is mourning instead. The harvest is past and the summer is ended, the winter is coming, dread raises its head. Verses 2-3 follow Metre: 12 11 12 11 Tune: STREETS OF LAREDO Andrew Pratt (born 1948
Way out beyond the stone clad walls
Way out beyond the stone clad walls
by Andrew Pratt
Way out beyond the stone clad walls where hills are steep and ravens fed, the quad-bike riding shepherd looks for sheep, distressed or lost or dead. Ten times a hundred fill the fold, but every shepherd holds a place where beasts are safe, are kept and held, are held by duty, lov
Our wisdom is shown in our lives, in their living
Our wisdom is shown in our lives, in their living
by Andrew Pratt
Our wisdom is shown in our lives, in their living, in actions of loving and moments of grace. Belief has a meaning when faith between people enhances each neighbour, shows love has a face. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: STREETS OF LAREDO; ST CATHERINE’S COURT Metre: 12.11.12.11 Andrew
Foul and foolish were the people
Foul and foolish were the people
by Andrew Pratt
Foul and foolish were the people, skilled in evil more than good. Now a prophet came among them using words they understood. Feigning ignorance like children, justifying what they did, yet we own we're little different, words distorted, actions hid. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: COME R
Monologue: A teeny, weeny bit silly…
Monologue: A teeny, weeny bit silly…
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue: A teeny, weeny bit silly… I have to admit that I felt just a teeny, weeny bit silly. It was to be a three storey house. It was architect planned. Four bedrooms, all en suite...jacuzzis You should have seen the design for the kitchen...every modern appliance. I like tec
Poem - We read of cultures from the past
Poem - We read of cultures from the past
by Andrew Pratt
We read of cultures from the past where slaves were normal, commonplace. Today we look with different eyes, to keep a slave would bring disgrace. Yet people still are caught and sold, removed from family and friends, then bought, mistreated and abused. For them life’s horror neve
We read of cultures from the past
We read of cultures from the past
by Andrew Pratt
We read of cultures from the past where slaves were normal, commonplace. Today we look with different eyes, to keep a slave would bring disgrace. Yet people still are caught and sold, removed from family and friends, then bought, mistreated and abused. For them life’s horror neve
What value can you place on love
What value can you place on love
by Andrew Pratt
What value can you place on love, how can you weigh attention that watches every step you take beyond this world's convention? Verses 2-3 follows Tune: DOMINUS REGIT ME Metre: 8.7.8.7 Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 16/8/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co
Crazy how the world can splinter
Crazy how the world can splinter
by Andrew Pratt
Crazy how the world can splinter, everything comes crashing down, lives are broken, hopes are shattered, life is like a tarnished crown. Verses 2-3 follows Tune: DIJON; ALL FOR JESUS Metre:8.7.8.7 Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 14/8/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, w
Not pushing for favours, nor craving acceptance