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Like a trace of mist at morning
Like a trace of mist at morning
by Andrew Pratt
Like a trace of mist at morning, golden in the rising sun, grace remains beyond the dawning of the grief that has begun. See Elisha followed after old Elijah, near to death; holding onto something special: gracious spirit, near as breath. Verses 3-4 folllow Tune: ST OSWALD; WRAYS
Poem: Hear the echoes of the scripture
Poem: Hear the echoes of the scripture
by Andrew Pratt
Poem: Hear the echoes of the scripture Hear the echoes of the scripture in the parting of the waters, see Elijah in the whirlwind, see Elisha, looking, waiting. See Elisha take the mantle, see Elisha strike the water, faith and action moving forward, faith is passed from hand to
Meditation: God! We're brought up short!
Meditation: God! We're brought up short!
by Andrew Pratt
Meditation: God! We're brought up short! God! We're brought up short! So many heroes we might follow: footballers, X-Factor winners, Mahatma Ghandi or Nelson Mandela; a scientist or a politician. Who should we emulate? And is it worth it anyhow? Then we hear Elisha's story: This
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