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Prayers for All Occasions Book - Prayer - Weather
Prayers for All Occasions Book - Prayer - Weather
by SPCK - Ian Black
Weather Lord God of the universe, you set the seasons to enable the earth to yield fruit and provide for life to flourish. As the sun warms and ripens the crop, may it not scorch or burn... Taken from Prayers for All Occasions by Ian Black
Earthquake, wind and fire
Earthquake, wind and fire
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Earthquake, wind and fire Proper 14 year A 1 Kings 19: 9-18 Into the hurricane of life – the rush, the chaos, the bewilderment, the anxiety, uncertainty, the fear of loss, the birth of pain, the failures and fractures of life – God of the still, small voice, whisper your
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: We have drunk wine from the grapes in this vinery
Hymn: We have drunk wine from the grapes in this vinery
by Andrew Pratt
We have drunk wine from the grapes in this vinery grapes that have hung in the sun, now a sign: Jesus taught plainly, with words of simplicity, 'you are those branches and I am that vine'. Look at it this way, imagine a scene with me: look at the gardener tending each branch. Tho
Once, like a mighty rushing wind
Once, like a mighty rushing wind
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: Once, like a mighty rushing wind Acts 2: 1 – 21 Once, like a mighty rushing wind, the Holy Spirit came. From Pentecost, the world they knew could never be the same. The Christ that they had loved and known, the one who hung and died, was in their living, laughter, joy; and
Gazing on the Gospels year c - The Day of Pentecost Year C
Gazing on the Gospels year c - The Day of Pentecost Year C
by SPCK - Judith Dimond
Day of Pentecost John 14.8-17 [25-27] Gaze on a wood in a storm, the trees blown every which way by the invisible wind. Branches are stripped of their leaves and the weaker boughs are broken, and fall to the forest floor. Listen to the rage of the storm, rushing through a garden,
Poem: Held in the cleft of the cold, dark rock
Poem: Held in the cleft of the cold, dark rock
by Andrew Pratt
Poem: Held in the cleft of the cold, dark rock Held in the cleft of the cold, dark rock, the summit of human fear, pursued to the end of his life's reserves, the hunters were drawing near. God was remote, Elijah quaked, protection was hard to find, the One he had heard and sought
Poem: Which way?