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One each side, they hung discarded
One each side, they hung discarded
by Andrew Pratt
One each side, they hung discarded, human garbage left to rot. People jeering, heckling, teasing - just a side-show? awful plot? Soldiers hammered, people clamoured, flesh was torn and limbs were bent. ‘God forgive, O God forgive them’; Jesus’ words had clear intent. Verses 2-3 f…
Trampled road grit has no saviour
Trampled road grit has no saviour
by Andrew Pratt
Fifth Sunday after Epiphany Year A Matthew 5: 13 – 20 Hymn: Trampled road grit has no savour Trampled road grit has no savour, good for stamping under foot; but to season gifts and graces needs the salt that's pure and good... Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © Stainer & Bell Ltd…
TRINITY HYMN - We fathom mysteries, often fail