Hymn: Like feathers on the wind
Hymn: Like feathers on the wind
by Andrew Pratt
Like feathers on the wind our words can lose their way, a loosened tongue, as much as arms, is in the devil's pay. We need a listening ear, a slowness when we act, before we judge, the time to sift the rumour from the fact. Verses 3-4 follow Tune: GARELOCHSIDE; POTSDAM Metre: SM …
Hymn: It seemed as if the Lord lived still
Hymn: It seemed as if the Lord lived still
by Andrew Pratt
It seemed as if the Lord lived still, expressed his will, the lame could walk, and all assumed the blind would see, the silent ones would start to talk! Yet all they saw when looking round, were Galilean fisher folk, a zealot and some other men, some hazarded it was a joke. Verse…
Hymn: Life is tough, but God will hold us
Hymn: Life is tough, but God will hold us
by Andrew Pratt
Life is tough, but God will hold us through each hardship of our lives, when our hope is torn to ribbons grace is present, love survives. God will feed us bread of heaven, finest wine to slake our thirst. Those who grieve will know God's comfort, those who waited will be first.…
Hymn: Life needs our care, not foolish indiscretion
Hymn: Life needs our care, not foolish indiscretion
by Andrew Pratt
Life needs our care, not foolish indiscretion, the willingness to guard against our greed; but still the world has need to learn the lesson: extravagance puts want ahead of need. God gives the Spirit to correct direction, to guide us from the drunkenness of thought that fuels a w…
Hymn: Look: fantastic celebration
Hymn: Look: fantastic celebration
by Andrew Pratt
Look: fantastic celebration, thirty thousand gathered round, in the midst the ark is lifted, this would now be hallowed ground. Listen: tambourines are ringing, this would be the day of days. Songs and lyres and harps resounding form a framework for their praise. Verses 2-3 follo…
Hymn: Look: such horror, torn, then tortured
Hymn: Look: such horror, torn, then tortured
by Andrew Pratt
Look: such horror, torn, then tortured by the scourge across his back, by the torments and derision, and the hate that twisted fact. See our God, derided dying, smeared with blood and sweat and tears, hanging in a robe of loving, now surrounded by his fears. Verse 3-5 follow Tune…
Hymn: Passion can distort our judgment
Hymn: Passion can distort our judgment
by Andrew Pratt
Passion can distort our judgment, twisting love, distorting fate. Is this Adam's sin returning as endearments turn to hate? In the cold light of the morning, looking back on what we've done, even at the new day's dawning, feeling chill in morning sun. Verses 3-4 follows Tune: MER…
Hymn: Our call: to prophesy with love
Hymn: Our call: to prophesy with love
by Andrew Pratt
Our call: to prophesy with love, within a hostile place to walk with rebels, challenge thieves, where hate and greed debase; to face political intrigue where boundaries are blurred, where wrong can masquerade as right, and yet, not be deterred. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: CLAUDIUS (F…
Hymn: Remember all those times of sadness
Hymn: Remember all those times of sadness
by Andrew Pratt
Remember all those times of sadness when friends and hope seemed far away; those times of loneliness and heartache when every day seemed bleak and grey? And even when our God seemed absent we found the means carry on. Amid the hopelessness God found us, then raised us up to make …
Hymn: Our God needs neither shrine nor temple
Hymn: Our God needs neither shrine nor temple
by Andrew Pratt
Our God needs neither shrine nor temple, no static place of rest or praise, but as we travel God goes with us in this and all our future days. Our God of cloud and fiery pillar, a God of mystery and might, could never be constrained, restricted, but runs as free as fire and light…
Hymn: Now with laser-like precision
Hymn: Now with laser-like precision
by Andrew Pratt
Now with laser-like precision surgeons slice through flesh and bone; sharper yet in moral focus, is the Spirit God will own. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: CROSS OF JESUS Metre: 8.7.8.7 Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 12/9/2012 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. …
Hymn: Reign in your tongue, have self-control
Hymn: Reign in your tongue, have self-control
by Andrew Pratt
Reign in your tongue, have self-control, then think of all you do or say, we need to answer ill with love, to find that there's another way. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: ABENDS Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 8/8/2012 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.…
Hymn: Pray and praise or keep in healing
Hymn: Pray and praise or keep in healing
by Andrew Pratt
Pray and praise or keep in healing, all the people we hold dear; share in honest hope and feeling all our faith that God is here. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: SHIPSTON Metre: 8.7.8.7 Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 21/8/2012 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. …
Hymn: Rejoice! Rejoice! Again I say rejoice!
Hymn: Rejoice! Rejoice! Again I say rejoice!
by Andrew Pratt
Rejoice! Rejoice! Again I say rejoice! Our God is near, it's time to make our choice, in gentleness and purposeful in grace, to share God's love in every time and place. Rejoice! Rejoice! Again I say rejoice! Put fear aside, let prayer inspire each voice. This is the gift that ea…
Hymn: The dwelling of God, while transcendent almighty
Hymn: The dwelling of God, while transcendent almighty
by Andrew Pratt
The dwelling of God, while transcendent almighty, is here with humanity folded in love, while out through the cosmos, with stellar precision divinity flies through all courses above. Above celebration, beyond acclamation we join in our worship the God of all days, our language is…
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…
Hymn: The crumbs that spoke of broken bread