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We play at church, one long charade
We play at church, one long charade
by Andrew Pratt
1 We play at church, one long charade, a trite religious game, and all the time the world goes by, Christ dies again in vain. 2 The down and out wish for our tithes, the homeless plead and pray, while we enact our sullen rite, our crass religious play. 3
Perpetual fashion, flowery prayers
Perpetual fashion, flowery prayers
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: Perpetual fashion, flowery prayers Proper 26 Year A Matthew 23:1-12 Perpetual fashion, flowery prayers, a show to make you blink, the Scribes and Pharisees sought praise, and that should make us think. Hypocrisy had been condemned, Christ saw another way, of humble service,
Sometimes we wonder at the work
Sometimes we wonder at the work
by Andrew Pratt
Sometimes we wonder at the work of God whose name we praise, for God is not bent to our wants, nor to our words or ways. Our thoughts and actions, every rite, contain no magic powers. We have to let the Spirit blow through other lives and ours. Verses 3-5 follow Tune: AULD LANG S
Hymn: She felt just like a ragged dog
Hymn: She felt just like a ragged dog
by Andrew Pratt
She felt just like a ragged dog that scratched around for food, denied, despised and kicked aside and never any good. Yet now she stood inside the door and pleaded with this man, for each taboo had little weight, her grief had wider span. Verses 3-5 follow Tune: AULD LANG SYNE (
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