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Poem: John Newton
Poem: John Newton
by Antonia Saunders
A poem about John Newton, the lyricist of Amazing Grace John Newton A slave trader for many years, Upon th’ Atlantic sea, With no remorse or guilt or tears For mine precious bounty. We packed the men in tiny cells, Their feet and hands in chains. Four feet each man, a living hell
The table's set, the room prepared
The table's set, the room prepared
by Andrew Pratt
The table's set, the room prepared, come close and gather round, for Jesus bids, 'remember me' and here God's grace is found. If Philip who would count the cost, when thousands sat for bread, could find a supper place with Christ, then we, too, can be fed. Verses 3-6 follow TUNE:
Jerusalem rejoice and sing
Jerusalem rejoice and sing
by Andrew Pratt
Jerusalem rejoice and sing as new things come to pass; a revelation is revealed, that love will live and last. Beyond a detrimental end, beyond the cross and tomb, the Christ was raised, would live again beyond the dark and gloom. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: AMAZING GRACE Metre: CM
The shepherd mind had open eyes
The shepherd mind had open eyes
by Andrew Pratt
The shepherd mind had open eyes to calibrate the worth, to see beyond the poverty divine in human birth. These shepherd hands had held a lamb, had weighed* the new-born flesh. In every birth of lamb or child our hope is born afresh. Verses 3-4 follow *The older word, ‘hef
We need not hear to understand
We need not hear to understand
by Andrew Pratt
We need not hear to understand the glory of the sky, we need not see to recognise the comfort of God's love. God reaches us beyond our sense, encompasses with love, God's care is greater than our need conveyed to us by grace. Verses 3 follows Tune: AMAZING GRACE or BROTHER JAME’S
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