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Hymn: Strange magic? No, the grace of God
Hymn: Strange magic? No, the grace of God
by Andrew Pratt
Strange magic? No, the grace of God. A healing signified the facts: that in the Spirit's way and style, disciples mirrored saving acts. The steps of Jesus led the way, this carpenter, once nailed to wood, and though the crowds rejected him, now Peter stands where he once stood. V…
It seemed beneath his dignity
It seemed beneath his dignity
by Andrew Pratt
It seemed beneath his dignity: strange healing offered by this seer, the Jordan river for a bath? The plan seemed neither sane nor clear. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: BRESLAU LM Subscribers who are logged in can view the full document by running your mouse over the PDF image. Andr…
Hymn - So stunned by what she heard then saw
Hymn - So stunned by what she heard then saw
by Andrew Pratt
So stunned by what she heard then saw, a voice was calling out her name, and turning she was shocked by joy for Jesus walked into the frame. Not long before she’d watched him die, the victim of a murderous act, she saw him lose his grasp on life, a witness to this dying fact. Ver…
When roots grow deep and branches rise
When roots grow deep and branches rise
by Andrew Pratt
When roots grow deep and branches rise they mirror faith secure in grace. And from this ground thanksgiving grows beyond this time, in every place. Verses 2 follows Tune: BRESLAU Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 12/7/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stain…
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…
We wring our hands in hopelessness
We wring our hands in hopelessness
by Andrew Pratt
We wring our hands in hopelessness while Herod's spirit roams abroad, the innocent are slaughtered still as hatred draws a tighter cord. We lack audacity to face corruption in our very midst; humanity is drawn by greed and power has the final twist. God bring again your human…
What better way to spend the night
What better way to spend the night
by Andrew Pratt
What better way to spend the night than walking down a city street? Near shuttered shop fronts bodies sleep. Is Christ among the ones we greet? The stars are bright, the frost is sharp, and home will draw us from the cold. Outside the door, beyond the warmth, young people die bef…
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