Carol services are in sight…What might we sing at Christmas? –

What might we sing at Christmas? – Carol services are in sight…

We used to sing of snow and ice – ‘In the bleak mid winter…’ Victorian sentimentality and sometimes, just sometimes, absolutely beautiful poetry. But a few years ago I was challenged by Rex Hunt of the Uniting Church in Australia. 'When we celebrate Christmas it's midsummer. Could you write some suitable hymns?'

What that challenge did, apart from making me envious of his climate and giving me a sense of meteorological maladjustment, was to make me look again at what ought to be at the centre of our Christmas hymnody, aside from Carols. There is a temptation to echo what others have written: 'Our God contracted to a span, incomprehensibly made man'. But neither could I, or do I, want to compete with Charles Wesley.

But come on, this is getting a bit serious! Can’t we have some good old carols?

I wonder what that brings to mind. A bit of history. The Oxford Book of Carols described carols as ‘simple, hilarious, popular, and modern’, a bit nearer pop than church. The reason? They began as folk songs – songs of the people and they were not just for Christmas. We’re nearer to Morris Dancing and ‘soul-caking’, more in the pub than the chapel, mixing history, tradition and now. But the carols we sing in churches have, to some extent, been ‘domesticated’. They are less likely to shock, or touch the earthy hilarity and fun of their predecessors. And they often present a Victorian picture-postcard view of Jesus’ birth than anything nearing reality.

Perhaps we should move to safer ground. What of the Nine Lessons and Carols of Kings College Cambridge? Well actually not Cambridge! The first ever ‘Nine Lessons with Carols’ took place in Truro Cathedral on Christmas Eve 1880. King’s only adopted the service in 1918. What the ‘Nine Lessons’ does give us are relevant scriptures in a semblance of order though not always setting them in their original context, or relating them to ours and often edited, or the service will go on too long. This is some way from the reality of Jesus birth, or of our world today.

Of those carols we might hear: some people would rather not sing the line in, ‘Born in the night, Mary’s child’, ‘go to your cross of wood’; or the third verse of ‘Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child’, which speaks of Herod the king, in his raging’, calling for the death, the ‘slaughter of the innocents’. What more appropriate text for the 28th December which falls on a Sunday this year, and how pertinent for the world in which we live? Too gruesome, but simply look at the world around us.

So a re-think of what we might sing in today's context at Christmas... one of a few texts…

We use to think of snow and ice,
of children making merry;
of trees bedecked with shining lights,
of holly bright with berry.
But as we celebrate today
the baby in a manger,
remind us how you loved, in life,
both enemy and stranger.

We spend and hoard to comfort us
within the chill of winter.
Remind us of each present pain
you challenge us to enter;
then hand in hand with those in need
and sharing in their coldness,
we might proclaim with louder voice
the gospel in its boldness.

And only when the world is fed
and all oppression ended,
when songs of joy replace the screams
that human war extended,
can we in honesty of heart,
with Mary in her wonder,
reclaim our faith's integrity
as alleluias thunder.

Andrew E. Pratt (born 1948)
Words © 2006 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: BISHOPGARTH


The tentacles of wealth and domination words responding to David Olusoga’s ‘Empire’

The tentacles of wealth and domination

On the 9th November 2025 at 00:33 I wrote these words in response to David Olusoga’s first episode of his series on BBC television – Empire – where he tells the story of the British Empire, from its origins under Elizabeth I to the establishment of colonies in America, the Caribbean and India.*

The tentacles of wealth and domination
exploit the poor and elevate the rich,
the seats of power are turning in an instant
are sliding, twisting, now about to switch.

We mirror history in each word and action,
again we turn our values upside down.
If this is love we're cynical and empty,
the face of God is creased into a frown.

God's people what has happened to the gospel,
the grace that we accepted, now refused,
the love in which God holds us lies polluted,
the neighbours with Christ's face we have abused.

When will we turn again toward the beauty,
accept the loving kindness of God's care,
before us lies the world and all its riches,
sufficient for our needs if we would share.

© Andrew Pratt 9/11/2025
*https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m002hytj

Christians may compare what Olusoga has depicted with the
Magnificat -

Luke 1: 51-53
51 He has shown strength with his arm;
he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts.
52 He has brought down the powerful from their thrones,
and lifted up the lowly;
53 he has filled the hungry with good things,
and sent the rich away empty.

UK Methodism – taking stock… Andrew Pratt (10/8/2025)

UK Methodism – taking stock… Andrew Pratt (10/8/2025)

The words of Ecclesiastes remind us that… ‘To everything there is a season’. Life goes on, season to season, year to year.

John Wesley referred to Methodists as… a ‘peculiar people’. So I’m prompted to reflect where we are heading.

Before we move on it’s worth giving thanks for what is past. Imagine, for a moment, or remember, where we’ve come from.

Here’s a bit of history. Bear with me (especially if you know this already). The Methodist Church of which we are a part came into being with a Conference on 20 September 1932 at the Royal Albert Hall. Three denominations joined together: Wesleyan, Primitive and United Methodists. The circuit I live in has buildings representative of all three. Nationally, at the time of union, there were 919099 members and 4370 ordained ministers. I’ll save you from doing the sums. This equates to 210 members/minister. There were around 15408 churches across the three denominations, just over 3.5 churches/minister.

I was ordained and came here in 1982. I had 5 churches with around 190 members. From memory, we had 4 Presbyters and 18 churches. I can’t recollect the total circuit membership. I know that some congregations have united, some churches closed.

Our current plan has 420 members listed. Not including our Deacons (who do not ordinarily have pastoral charge of congregations) or Supernumeraries there are two Presbyters, the equivalent today of the ordained ministers of 1933. Hmmm. Interesting.  Two ministers in 1933 terms.

The membership per minister at the moment is par for the course. But 7 Churches/minister is double that of 1933.

When our forebears took the risky step of joining denominations together they anticipated that the number of churches (congregations or Societies) would ultimately reduce by a third. That was sensible and rational for denominations already threatened by decline, though there was some obfuscation in relation to disclosing the number and location of buildings.

Back to where I live. With seven churches/minister the plan is supplemented with ‘Local Arrangements’ and visiting preachers. Communion services are enabled with the addition of an authorised lay Lay Worker and two Supernumeraries aged in their 70s and 80s.

 I feel sad and wonder how long it will take for the vision of 1933 to come to fruition. How long will it take us for Circuits to work as units in a way which makes us effective in serving our communities in the long term, and maintaining the health of us all, lay and ordained. How long can we sustain ‘our church’ when, as my brother-in-law would say, ‘we are the church’…? A few verses of scripture might give us food for thought. Speaking of the first Christians Acts relates:

 46 Day by day, as they spent much time together …, they broke bread at home and ate their food with glad and generous hearts, 47 praising God and having the goodwill of all the people. (Acts 2:46-47)

Our word ‘church’ came from the Greek ‘ecclesia’ simply a gathering of people… Not a building in sight. no possession but shared stewardship and care of one another.

© Andrew Pratt 2025

As summer ends a hymn to challenge us – The Christ was a vagabond

As we begin (for Methodists, a new Methodist year this hymn challenges us, not to look at others, but to be honest about our own faithfulness to the example of Jesus.

The Christ was a vagabond, penniless stranger,
or so some would style him, deriding his call.
And those who would follow, were they any nearer
the total self-giving, of giving their all?

And we at this moment, are we any better?
Our silver excuses, have we got it right?
The poor are still with us? Then love of our neighbour
is vacuous, meaningless, blinding our sight.

The wealth of this nation is at our disposal,
yet few hold the purse strings, have power to decide,
while others are crippled. Iniquitous ‘sharing’
will leave them impoverished, nowhere to hide.

With wages and taxes we barter for people,
define what is poverty, pity the poor,
but then, when the homeless and helpless come knocking,
we bar them from pavements while locking the door.

We bathe in hypocrisy, claim to be righteous,
great God will you open our eyes to the plight
of those we have damaged, derided, diminished:
the Christ in the other, still hid from our sight.

Andrew E Pratt (born 1948)
© 2017 Stainer & Bell Ltd.
Words © 2017 © 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: 12 11 12 11
Tune: STREETS OF LAREDO

How do we imagine beauty – Against a bleak backdrop a contrast…helpful? …a new text.

How do we imagine beauty - Against a bleak backdrop something of a contrast...helpful? I hope...a completely new text. 

How do we imagine beauty, 
wonder, words cannot express? 
Something felt, beyond our vision, 
love incarnate, nothing less?
Here and now all life is timeless,
here we're lifted out of self, 
now beyond all expectation,
human sense, or worldly wealth.

Can eternity be fathomed?
Glimpse the feeling, sense the sound, 
breathe the spirit of creation,
ground of being, sought and found.
Here a mystery unravels, 
yet withheld from human sight:
simply trust, with faith the given, 
God is beauty, love and light.

Andrew Pratt written 22/6/2025
Words 2025 © 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