Easter Resurrection hymn: In the garden, walking, weeping
1 In the garden, walking, weeping,
Mary came at break of dawn.
All the sorrow, all the anguish
made her figure lost, forlorn.
2 All the fragrance of that garden
couldn't take away her fear;
coming through the dancing shadows
sunshine could not calm or cheer.
3 In the corner of the garden
was the tomb where he'd been laid.
Her intention was to hold him,
feel again the love he gave.
4 Now she saw the tomb was empty,
heard a gardener call her name,
turning round she saw him, Jesus,
one who'd reached her through her shame.
5 Sunshine cut through clouds of mourning,
for his death had come and gone,
silencing the dirge of sorrow,
now she'd sing a sweeter song.
Andrew E Pratt (born 1948)
Words © 2002 © Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England copyright@stainer.co.uk . Please include any reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd.
Metre: 8 7 8 7
Tune: OMNI DIE
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Good Friday hymn – Let us pause for recollection
Good Friday hymn – Let us pause for recollection
1 Let us pause for recollection
of a day that shook the earth:
day of gruesome execution,
day of death, yet hope of birth?
Will we turn away, denying
those who show us how to live
lives of sacrificial kindness,
scared to love, afraid to give?
2 Will we wash our hands like Pilate,
let injustice take the stage,
turn our backs on fear and bloodshed
echoes of another age?
Will we watch them from a distance,
humans hanging out to dry,
or will we deride, forsake, them,
leaving them without a sigh?
3 Will we count our gains in secret,
leaving just a sordid kiss?
Will remorse and horror haunt us
selling such a life as this?
This is now our time of crisis
as we stand beneath the cross,
this is now the choice before us:
total gain, or utter loss.
Andrew E Pratt (born 1948)
Words © 2016 © Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England copyright@stainer.co.uk . Please include any reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd.
Metre: 8 7 8 7 D
Tune: CALON LAN
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Maundy Thursday Hymn: His hands were remembered in breaking of bread
Maundy Thursday Hymn: His hands were remembered in breaking of bread
His hands were remembered in breaking of bread,
in wine that they drank and in words that he said;
their eyes were now opened, for this was their friend,
the true resurrection of love without end.
Till now they were blind in their grief and their loss,
their lives overshadowed by torture and cross;
but now in the evening as night shadows fell,
they knew that all manner of things could be well.
And here we remember in this time and place,
that moment of wonder, incredible grace,
our eyes are now opened, for this is our friend,
we celebrate life and God's love without end.
Andrew Pratt (born 1948)
Words © 2011 © Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England copyright@stainer.co.uk . Please include any reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd.
Metre: 11 11 11 11
Tune: ST DEINIO
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FOR PALM SUNDAY – A HYMN
1 No royal robes, but donkey riding,
the Christ, our King, had come to town,
Jerusalem came out to meet him.
Would gold or thorns compose a crown?
2 The people spread their palms before him,
they wondered what this day would bring:
as Jesus, humble, riding quietly
brought contrast to the praise they'd sing.
3 The ones who'd shared these years had answers,
but even they could get it wrong.
So many tensions, tangled, threaded
brought notes of discord to their song.
4 But soon the world would be confounded,
the tables turned, the structures torn,
till only those fired by God's spirit
could meet this crisis, be reborn.
5 And if within imagination
we walked within that crowd today,
would we withstand the world's derision,
to stay with Christ, or turn away?
Words: Andrew Pratt (born 1948) © 18 August 2012 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. Please include any reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd.
Metre: 9 8 9 8
Tune: ST CLEMENT
Hymns for Palm and Passion
Here we're watching from the side-lines – a hymn for Palm Sunday
1 Here we're watching from the sidelines,
yet we bring ourselves to bear
on the picture, on the action:
now it feels as though we're there.
Deep within the crowd we're cheering,
yet our doubt is all too near.
Is it safe to follow Jesus?
Then this doubt is fuel to fear.
2 Now the crowds shout out hosanna!
Feeling one, we join their call.
Carried by the celebration,
know that we could give our all.
Doubt has been repressed, and hidden,
for a time our fear is small.
Yet, if we could only know it,
Christ is heading for a fall.
3 On beyond this acclamation,
crowds would find a reason why
they could change these glad hosannas
to a raucous, angry cry.
And are we as faulted, fickle,
just as likely to deny
all the things we once held firmly,
call for God to hang and die?
4 We are human, if we're honest
we will own that we can fail,
change and spin our understanding,
recognise that we are frail.
God we need your gracious loving,
deep forgiveness to assail
things that hurt and leave us broken.
God enable and prevail.
Andrew Pratt (born 1948)
© 2011 Stainer and Bell Ltd., London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. Please include any reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd
Metre: 8 7 8 7 D
Tune: CONVERSE
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Here terror stripped our Lord of hope – a hymn of the Passion
1 Here terror stripped our Lord of hope,
the sweat of blood, the fear of death,
the shadow of that fearful cross,
that dries the throat, that quickens breath.
2 Alone and desolate he waits
and prays that God might take away
the cup that signals human dread,
while friends have slept, or left the fray.
3 And, strange enigma, this is God
and here God shares mortality,
within the garden, on the cross,
at one with our humanity.
4 And now our deepest fear and loss,
condensed to pain of mind and heart,
are met within God's human frame,
within God's science and God's art.
5 And in our lost humanity
when hope is drained and faith has gone,
when desolation dwells within,
God holds our hurt and love goes on.
Andrew Pratt (born 1948)
© 2015 Stainer and Bell Ltd., London, England, www.stainer.co.uk. Please include any reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd.
Metre: 8 8 8 8
Tune: FULDA
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