I don't get it. God has left me
I don't get it. God has left me
by Andrew Pratt
Eighth Sunday after Epiphany Year A Isaiah 49: 14 – 16 Hymn: I don't get it. God has left me ‘I don't get it. God has left me’ hear the peoples’ crude lament. Yet God pleads and makes a promise, I will hold and not relent. God will hear, God will know, God will always he
With secrecy diplomacy
With secrecy diplomacy
by Andrew Pratt
Epiphany year A Matthew 2: 1 - 12 Hymn: With secrecy, diplomacy With secrecy, diplomacy, King Herod made his quest; the threat must, duly, be contained, till then he would not rest. We sing the song of every child who ever has been born; we sing our song for all the w
Where's the justice? Where's the justice?
Where's the justice? Where's the justice?
by Avis Palmer
Where's the justice? Where's the justice? Often we in anguish cry. When death comes so unexpected, Then our questions start with "why?" Why do children have to suffer? Why do dear ones die in pain? When goodbye is never spoken, What's the cost and where's the gain? Verses 2-3 fol
Dark were the city streets
Dark were the city streets
by Avis Palmer
Nicodemus’song Dark were the city streets, The night watch on patrol Had passed the alleyway down which a figure stole. A seeker on a quest was bound, What would this night be lost or found? Responding to his knock The door was opened wide. Compelled by all he'd seen and heard he
To God we come and lift our voices high
To God we come and lift our voices high
by Gareth Hill Publishing/Song Solutions CopyCare
Hymn – To God we come and lift our voices high To God we come and lift our voices high; children of hope, we sing his majesty! Called to be faithful to the Lord of life - to change the world, one person at a time. In faith we build communities of Grace; hold broken lives for God’
How can humans cause such carnage
How can humans cause such carnage
by Andrew Pratt
How can humans cause such carnage, ravage all the earth? How can people slaughter children they have brought to birth? Have we lost all moral sense, or is this just our human curse? When we turn the page of history life can seem so cheap. As we read of Herod’s hatred we are moved
Flawed and fickle priests and people
Flawed and fickle priests and people
by Andrew Pratt
Flawed and fickle priests and people - hymn Third Sunday after Pentecost Matthew 11: 16-19, 25-30 Flawed and fickle priests and people, like young children playing games, running, squabbling, teasing, laughing, calling one another names. But the children's understanding Jesus t
God makes a mockery of death
God makes a mockery of death
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: God makes a mockery of death Sixth Sunday of Easter 1 Peter 3: 13 – 22 God makes a mockery of death, the Spirit is consistent, an Advocate will keep our part, in this Christ is insistent. We are not orphans, will not be beyond God's loving Spirit. And all that Christ has be
You are responsible, I am responsible
You are responsible, I am responsible
by Andrew Pratt
Ezekiel 18:1-4, 25-32 Hymn: You are responsible, I am responsible You are responsible, I am responsible, each for our actions and words that we say. Gone are the days of our blaming each other, gone are the days of our turning away. Each generation must look to its laurels, don’t
For All Your Troubled Friends Most Deeply Caring
For All Your Troubled Friends Most Deeply Caring
by Norman J Goreham (1931-2021)
This hymn starts from the Gospel narrative of the foot washing and then proceeds to praise all (including deacons!) who engage in a ministry of costly service. They stand in the great tradition of many on the Scripture page who were "helpers".
God's Love Is For Us All
God's Love Is For Us All
by James Morley
A baptismal setting of the tunes All Things Bright And Beautiful and Royal Oak. *Children bright and beautiful All people great and tall Each of us is wonderful God’s love is for us all* God came to us as Jesus And showed us how to live But when we all ignored him Gave his life t
Frightened Herod, wandering strangers
Frightened Herod, wandering strangers
by Andrew Pratt
Frightened Herod, wandering strangers, children make the tableau real. As we watch with eyes of wonder, come, God, make your presence real. In the midst of celebration, heralding a royal birth, help us grow in understanding, Christ among us, come on earth. Verse 3 follows Tune:
Strange how those, the least expected,
Strange how those, the least expected,
by Andrew Pratt
Strange how those, the least expected, offer thanks for acts of grace; while so many take for granted costly gifts as common place. Children take the care we offer, never know what love has cost, soon they grow in independence, soon the bonds of birth seem lost. Verses 3-4 follow
Forgetting the faith that has brought us salvation