Jerusalem awaits me
1 'Jerusalem awaits me',
said Jesus to the crowd,
yet they would jeer and taunt him
and curse his name out loud.
'Today I cast out demons,
tomorrow I will heal
The third day I will finish
the things I came to seal’.
2 In childhood he was harassed
and Herod sought his blood;
and now that fox still needed
to fell him where he stood;
but Jesus was as cunning
as those who wished to kill
and later in the garden,
would seek to do God's will.
3 Here comes the man of blessing,
the Christ that they would kill,
and those who seek to worship,
must also seek his will.
God give us strength to follow,
and give us grace to serve,
to follow Jesus' footsteps,
to never lose our nerve.
Andrew Pratt (born 1948) based on Lent 2 - Luke 13.31-35
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Metre: 7 6 7 6 D
Tune: THORNBURY
Tag: Lent 2
Nicodemus meets Jesus, a hymn
This coming Sunday (Lent 2) one of the gospel readings is John 3: 1 – 17 it is the account of Nicodemus visiting Jesus. This hymn reflects on that.
1 The riddle of salvation,
not of a cross or tomb,
confronted Nicodemus
within a quiet room.
Christ took him back to childhood,
and challenged all he knew,
his intellect was tested
by hearing what to do.
2 ‘To reach the end you hope for
you must be born again’.
He looked uncomprehending,
and wondered, was this sane?
But Jesus answered gently,
‘you have your life and worth,
another change is called for,
just like a second birth’.
3 The change that he was facing
would turn his life around,
that was the riddle’s answer,
what he had sought he found.
The life that Jesus offered
required a different frame,
and from that moment forward,
he’d never be the same.
4 And now that call still echoes
in every place and time,
the movement of God’s dancing,
the rhythm and the rhyme
disrupt and change, transform us,
move to another plain,
and those who follow Jesus
will never be the same.
Andrew Pratt (born 1948) based on John 3 vs 1-17 Nicodemus
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: 7 6 7 6 d
THORNBURY; WOLVERCOTE
Lent 2 – Two poems and two hymns
Mark 8: 31-38 Challenge ‘You don’t need to do that! Why do you put yourself through it? It’s totally unnecessary!’ Wise advice? Maybe – in some circumstances. Self-inflicted suffering doesn’t seem to make sense in the everyday world. But there are times when we have to face the facts – ‘no gain without pain’, is the old saying. Yet Jesus, making his future clear to his followers, discovered that even the best of them had no idea of what he had to face. And, for all the best possible reasons, Peter wanted to spare his friend the horror of the predictions that were being set before him. ‘Don’t tempt me, you devil!’ What a response to give. One that rocked Peter on his heels and made him feel hurt and guilty. Only time would heal that wound, but only as the wounds that Jesus suffered were made evident to them all. The challenge to suffering for the faith goes on. And when asked, ‘Why do you put yourself through it?’ is our answer tinged with the temptation to turn and creep away in another direction? ©Marjorie Dobson, This may be used personally or for local worship, but not published elsewhere without permission. All the pain and hurt and horror All the pain and hurt and horror, loss, denial and mistrust, hovered round as Jesus waited for his friends to re-adjust. Lost within misunderstanding: thought that love was just a dream, knew that it would be so easy, they’re confounded by Love’s scheme. Jesus taught that love would conquer only through integrity, that the way his life was pointing tested his humanity. Jesus felt that Peter’s challenge undermined his purpose here, spoke quite harshly, underlining, made his need both plain and clear. Death was now the final payment, Jesus spelt out to his friends. To them this was not expedient, not the way Messiah ends. Love would be denied if actions led to violence or defence, Jesus, lamb led to the slaughter, death the cost of love’s expense. Andrew E Pratt Words © 2012 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: 8.7.8.7D Tune: LUX EOI Determination Nothing could deter him. Not religious opposition. Not the wily Herod. Not the prophetic predictions. Not the Pharisees with their plotting, nor the teachers with their testing, nor the disciples and their doubting. Nothing could stop him. For as Jesus wept over Jerusalem, saw their persecution of prophets and their future of desolation, he saw his own destiny of death at the hands of those who set out to destroy him. Yet he moved on. And those who walked with him could only fear for his life and try in vain to shield him from his enemies, but knowing deep within their hearts he was determined to go on. ©Marjorie Dobson, This may be used personally or for local worship, but not published elsewhere without permission. Infectious faith Infectious faith we demonstrate by action, when words are lived and people feel God's grace, when platitudes are kept in quiet abeyance, and love expressed through every human face. This is the witness we are called to offer: the smile of welcome and the touch of care, when every neighbour frames the Christ we honour, the angel that we're greeting unaware. My friend, we cannot claim to grace the Godhead when those who stand in tatters at our door are turned away without a moment's notice, while others sleep upon a stone cold floor. Our faith and love are nothing, simply empty, just words we fling against a cloud filled sky, when those we see derided, disregarded, are left, without our protest, just to die. Are we to be just noisy, clanging cymbals, or signs of hope upon this cold, dark earth? Ours is the calling now to re-imagine the love of God, to sign each person's worth. Andrew E Pratt 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: 11 10 11 10 Tune: INTERCESSOR