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How can we live at one with God
How can we live at one with God
by Andrew Pratt
Seventh Sunday after Epiphany Year A Education Sunday Hymn: How can we live at one with God How can we live at one with God, inspired by Christ the living Word, infused with all the Spirit’s power when life is twisted and absurd... Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © Stainer & Bel
You seem remote; come close, come near
You seem remote; come close, come near
by Andrew Pratt
You seem remote; come close, come near, God, not afar but close at hand, when we're alone, afraid to pray, our God, you take us by the hand. We cannot see, we do not know, when You are active in this place, small hands, the unexpected glance, bring help, bring healing, bring Your
Hymn: How could God love against the grain
Hymn: How could God love against the grain
by Andrew Pratt
How could God love against the grain, to offer love we don't deserve; to meet us when we lose our way, to hold us when we twist, or swerve? This gracious, fulsome, steadfast love is more than we can comprehend, it offers hope when all seems lost, resists, survives beyond life's e
Another mountain on the road
Another mountain on the road
by Andrew Pratt
Another mountain on the road that led them to Jerusalem, a rising path, a stony way, the climb towards a brighter day. They broke through mist, looked down on clouds, the earth below now veiled to sight. Above, the summit, time to rest, a place of blessing for the blessed. Verses
Whatever gains I once held dear
Whatever gains I once held dear
by Andrew Pratt
Whatever gains I once held dear, the things of earth or heaven above; I now reflect and know their flaws, they fade before abundant love. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: WINCHESTER NEW; WILTON (Stanley) Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 24/2/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, En
Some king, who hangs as others taunt
Some king, who hangs as others taunt
by Andrew Pratt
Some king, who hangs as others taunt, and sling their insults fuelled with hate. Here love was nailed as blood was drained, this was no sordid trick of fate. Verses 2-3 follow Tune: ABENDS; WINCHESTER NEW Metre: LM Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © 11/11/2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd,
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