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The Same Spirit - poem/meditation
The Same Spirit - poem/meditation
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem/meditation -The same spirit Sixth Sunday of Easter John 14: 15-21 A counsellor. A comforter. An advocate. That’s what we need – all three of them. The counsellor will listen and ask questions and help us to understand ourselves, then give us wise advice, but only if we ask f…
Father God - Prayer
Father God - Prayer
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer - Father God Sixth Sunday of Easter Psalm 66: 8 - 20 Father God! What a comfort there is in those words. You don’t know how much I need a loving father right now. But then you do, don’t you? That’s the whole point! You know when I feel low and sad and need a shoulder to cr…
Not in lofty words or wisdom
Not in lofty words or wisdom
by Andrew Pratt
Fifth Sunday after Epiphany Year A 1 Corinthians 2: 1 – 16 Hymn: Not in lofty words or wisdom Not in lofty words or wisdom but in simple words and speech we will talk of love and gospel free to all and free to each... Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © Stainer & Bell Ltd, London,…
O God you give us all we need
O God you give us all we need
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: O God you give us all we need Second Sunday of Easter Psalm 16; John 20: 19 – 31 O God you give us all we need, our future is within your grace, though death has spun our lives around you bring us hope, you show your face. You are our refuge, shelter, strength, the ground o…
This day is a day of both prayer and of praising
This day is a day of both prayer and of praising
by Andrew Pratt
Second Sunday after Christmas year A Jeremiah 31: 7 – 14 Hymn: This day is a day of both prayer and of praising This day is a day of both prayer and of praising, of gath'ring the nations from east and from west, the people far south, from the north are arising, this day is the da…
Where are you God, when darkness shrouds each day
Where are you God, when darkness shrouds each day
by Andrew Pratt
Where are you God, when darkness shrouds each day Fifth Sunday in Lent Psalm 130; John 11: 1 – 45 Where are you God, when darkness shrouds each day, when mists obscure my path, I see no way? Where are you God amidst this urban sprawl when roaring traffic leaves a smoky pall? Wher…
Sometimes our grasp of life is frail
Sometimes our grasp of life is frail
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: Sometimes our grasp of life is frail Fourth Sunday after Pentecost Psalm 119: 105-112 Sometimes our grasp of life is frail, yet through it all love will prevail. We feel that every step is cursed, believing things can not get worse. In spite of all, we keep our faith, hel…
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…
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