Lent 3
1 Corinthians 1: 18-25
Poem: One Big Question
When worldly wisdom
and superior knowledge
and intellectual snobbery
and informed atheism
have died the death
of earthly flesh
and fragile brain,
will God be quietly
weeping over the waste,
even as the cross blazes out
its triumphant foolishness?
© Marjorie Dobson. This may be used personally or for local worship, but not published elsewhere without permission.
John 2: 13-22
We play at church
We play at church, one long charade,
a trite religious game,
and all the time the world goes by,
Christ dies again in vain.
The down-and-out wish for our tithes,
the homeless plead and pray,
while we enact our sullen rite,
our crass religious play.
We watch defenceless ones denied,
the ones we should defend,
we keep the best place for ourselves,
self-righteous to the end.
O God forgive our self-deceit,
hypocrisy and pride.
God, bring us down to dine with you
and those we would deride.
God, give us hearts of gracious love,
to look beyond our greed,
to live and love with those you call,
at one in hope and need.
Andrew E Pratt
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Metre: CM
Tune: AULD LANG SYNE
Poem: Anger
Whip in hand
and uncharacteristically angry,
Jesus swept through the temple courtyard.
Tables were smashed,
money scattered;
pigeons found freedom in flight
and sacrificial animals fled to safety.
His voice boomed
across the rapidly emptying space –
‘this is desecration!
How can strangers worship here
in a place over-run with commerce and greed?
My Father’s house is for prayer,
not for profit!
How dare you do this to it?’
And traders huddled in corners
and tried to keep their eyes on their vanishing possessions.
And priests flocked
to witness the devastation
and to gather in consultation
and to plot their revenge.
And strangers came out of the shadows
to wonder at the nerve of this man
who had said exactly what they wanted to hear,
but so powerfully
that he was bound to create new enemies for himself.
And as Jesus turned to leave,
the accused robbers spat at his departure;
the opportunists gathered all the loot they could
and disappeared into the shadows;
and the self-righteous Jewish believers
could only ask for proof of authority
for his actions.
They didn’t like his answer.
It was completely unrealistic.
But in the end it proved to be true,
although not in the way they were expecting.
Three days they had succeeded in destroying him,
but in three days he was back.
Indestructible!
© Marjorie Dobson. This may be used personally or for local worship, but not published elsewhere without permission.
Our vulnerable God suffered pain and temptation
Our vulnerable God suffered pain and temptation,
rode lightly to wealth, saw the greedy as flawed.
And we, as disciples, who walk in Christ's footsteps
are challenged to follow, to love, not defraud.
Transparent in action, confronting injustice,
upbraiding the rich, while upraising the poor.
He called us to welcome the outcast, the homeless,
by giving, not taking, by opening each door.
Let taxes revalue the lost and discarded,
ensuring the powerful will equally share;
until all the world is redeemed for all people,
until inequality ends as unfair.
And now as we look to the world let us value,
each person, each neighbour of infinite worth,
through sharing and stewardship to lift up the lowly,
to raise out of poverty all upon earth.
Andrew Pratt
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reproduction for local church use on your CCL Licence returns. All wider and any commercial use requires prior application to Stainer & Bell Ltd © Stainer & Bell Ltd
Metre: 12 11 12 11
Tune: STREETS OF LAREDO; ST CATHERINE’S COURT
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