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Sometimes all justice seems a joke
Sometimes all justice seems a joke
by Andrew Pratt
1 Sometimes all justice seems a joke, we see love sink and drown, as anarchy and violence rule, the poor are trodden down. 2 And all is lost, audacious grace, seems vain, a hopeless thought; until we bring to mind again what Jesus lived and taught: 3 T…
Hymn: The work of God that makes the world
Hymn: The work of God that makes the world
by Michael Docker
The work of God that makes the world In which we live and grow Is all around in sun and rain And sea and grass and snow The work of human beings makes The world a place to thrive. From what is given it creates; By art and science we live. The work of God that makes this world The…
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…
Telling the Christmas story
Telling the Christmas story
by Norman J Goreham (1931-2021)
A Christmas carol, encouraging to tell abroad the good news of the Saviour's birth. TELLING THE CHRISTMAS STORY (Luke 2: 8-20) The wakeful shepherds hear and see a wondrous sound and sight: angelic choirs in harmony add splendour to the night. “No longer fear; let sorrows cease…
We come to this, the sign of life
We come to this, the sign of life
by Michael Docker
We come to this, the sign of life, A place for one and all; Where water waits to bear and bless Whoever heed's God's call. We come to this, the sign of truth, A moment made in love; Where water promises to bear From here to what's above. Verses 3-4 follow CM (St Stephen; St Berna…
Hymn: Here in this book
Hymn: Here in this book
by Michael Docker
Here in this book we read and hear - Words are the Word, we say; By faith we sing this loud and clear, “Show us the Saviour's Way.” Here in this book the poet sighs, Here prophets rail and cry; Here there are wars, a mother cries, A man is born to die. Here in this book the stori…
Compassion moved a carpenter
Compassion moved a carpenter
by Andrew Pratt
Compassion moved a carpenter to break convention’s rules, where gentleness was labelled 'weak' and love was just for fools. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: FINGAL Metre: CM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 30/6/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. Please includ…
From many different continents
From many different continents
by Andrew Pratt
From many different continents, at one in heart and mind, an infinite variety, drawn from all humankind. We worship in each native tongue. The rhythms of our song, reflect the context where we live, and yet we all belong. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: CONTEMPLATION (Ouseley) Metre: CM …
God's way is just the way of love
God's way is just the way of love
by Andrew Pratt
God's way is just the way of love, the way that we should tread, to follow in the way of Christ, the way the Spirit led. It seems to be a simple task set out upon the page: to love our neighbours as ourselves, this runs from age to age. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: WILTSHIRE; RICHMOND…
Great God we call to you for love
Great God we call to you for love
by Andrew Pratt
Great God we call to you for love to hold us through the night, to shield us from the words that speak of ridicule or spite. Oh gracious God remove the guilt that binds us to the past, that then forgiven, loved and free we’ll know your grace can last. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: NATI…
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 …
In pious tones we worship God
In pious tones we worship God
by Andrew Pratt
In pious tones we worship God, with cheerful songs of praise, while all that God has sought of us is justice all our days. We sing our hymns and pray our prayers oblivious to need, while near our doors the poor will die. Ours is a hollow creed. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: WILTSHIRE M…
Now, in the garden, secretly
Now, in the garden, secretly
by Andrew Pratt
Now, in the garden, secretly a man and woman met. Outside a still and empty tomb she wished she could forget. Her mind still held the vivid sight: his body scarred and torn, and nothing here could dry her tears beneath this teasing dawn. Verses 3-5 follow Tune: GERONTIUS Metre: …
Now is the time to reassess
Now is the time to reassess
by Andrew Pratt
Now is the time to reassess our place within God's grace, a time for calm, reflective prayer, to meet God face to face. Now is the time for honesty for God is by our side; each action seen and understood, no way that we can hide. Verses 3-4 follow Metre: CM Tune: FINGAL Andrew …
The last word goes to God, and God
The last word goes to God, and God
by Andrew Pratt
The last word goes to God, and God is judge of all the earth, and yet in Christ there’s hope for all who share a human birth. This is no magic but a sign, for Christ who hung and died, was led to death because he loved, this could not be denied. Verses 3-5 follow Tune: MENDIP; LU…
We have no licence through our faith
We have no licence through our faith
by Andrew Pratt
We have no licence through our faith to carve a way of wrong, yet Christ has loved beyond the law, brought freedom to our song. In foolishness we build again the walls that Christ broke down, no human law is needed now for judgement wears no frown. Verses 3-5 Follow Tune: ABRIDGE…
What happened to the covenant
What happened to the covenant
by Andrew Pratt
What happened to the covenant, the rainbow in the sky, that signed an end to flood and storm? Still people stand and cry. The floods still come, the waters rage, while homes are swept away, the covenant, of which God spoke, seems of another day. Verses 3-5 follow © Andrew Pratt…
Sometimes, O God, our weariness