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Creating God‚ from sun’s first ray
Creating God‚ from sun’s first ray
by Norman J Goreham (1931-2021)
AT NOONTIDE Creating God‚ from sun’s first ray you journey with us through the day and‚ as the noon leads on to night‚ you order time and change aright. Verses 2-3 follow L.M. This hymn is written in the style of the Latin office hymns in the medieval church. Copyright‚ ©‚ 2005
You seem remote; come close, come near
You seem remote; come close, come near
by Andrew Pratt
You seem remote; come close, come near, God, not afar but close at hand, when we're alone, afraid to pray, our God, you take us by the hand. We cannot see, we do not know, when You are active in this place, small hands, the unexpected glance, bring help, bring healing, bring Your
All the glory of the cosmos
All the glory of the cosmos
by Andrew Pratt
All the glory of the cosmos bleeds its brilliance through the darkness, light emerges, shadows shorten, sign and hope of people's pardon. Nations gather in communion, cov’nant grace and hope of union, lift your eyes for God is with us, bringing hope through Christ's forgiveness.
Hymn: How could God love against the grain
Hymn: How could God love against the grain
by Andrew Pratt
How could God love against the grain, to offer love we don't deserve; to meet us when we lose our way, to hold us when we twist, or swerve? This gracious, fulsome, steadfast love is more than we can comprehend, it offers hope when all seems lost, resists, survives beyond life's e
Hymn: That's it, we're humbled, on our knees
Hymn: That's it, we're humbled, on our knees
by Andrew Pratt
That's it, we're humbled, on our knees. God listen to our heartfelt pleas, for you are God and we are not, our pride has got us in a knot. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: ARIZONA; CALM (Dykes); COUTANCES (mv); FULDA Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 27/9/2012 Stainer & Bell Lt
A cloak of darkness, like a shroud
A cloak of darkness, like a shroud
by Andrew Pratt
A cloak of darkness, like a shroud, had crawled across the rolling land, and through that darkness people trudged, a weary, wand'ring, pilgrim band. From day to day they marked their route, but when at last all hope had gone, in darkness, deeper than before, some lost the heart t
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
Hymn: He stood with scarred and open hands
Hymn: He stood with scarred and open hands
by Andrew Pratt
He stood with scarred and open hands, their bloodied, but now risen, Lord, incomprehension met his words, their fear had tightened like a cord. His word of peace rang in their ears, yet they could hardly understand. Bemused, unsettled, disbelief meant that the fear they felt was
Hymn: The years have turned
Hymn: The years have turned
by Andrew Pratt
The years have turned, the ages passed, millennia run like a stream, and were those words of prophecy a concrete hope, or just a dream? And could a child embody peace, and justice have a human face, could holiness and righteousness inform our grasp of love and grace? Verses 3-4 f
Hymn: Who rules the world just like a king
Hymn: Who rules the world just like a king
by Andrew Pratt
Who rules the world just like a king within our present time and space? Who has the power of life and death, of healing or withholding grace. As politicians seek our votes, exposing or obscuring truth, sometimes their language loses rhyme, while arguments become obtuse. Just what
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
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
Some king, who hangs as others taunt
Some king, who hangs as others taunt
by Andrew Pratt
Some king, who hangs as others taunt, and sling their insults fuelled with hate. Here love was nailed as blood was drained, this was no sordid trick of fate. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: ABENDS; WINCHESTER NEW Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 11/11/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd,
There are no limits to God's love