1 Herod's high and mighty stand Showed the power at his command, Slaughtered children in the land: Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy on us. 2 Mary wept, she understood, Wept as every mother should, Ramah's echo, death to good: Chorus 3 Surely force has had its day, Brutish whim and power's display; Yet our actions hurt betray: Chorus 4 Seen on every paper's page, Words of hate and fists of rage, Signs of greed in every age: Chorus 5 Anger still inflicts the pain, Each excuse is seen as lame, Yet again we bear the shame: Chorus 6 Till through this and every time People cease from heinous crime, Till with peace their actions rhyme: Chorus VERSION IN SONGS FOR A NEW MILLENIUM (7 7 7 D and refrain) 1 Herod's high and mighty stand Showed the power at his command, Slaughtered children in the land: Mary wept, she understood, Wept as every mother should, Ramah's echo, death to good: Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy on us. 2 Surely force has had its day, Brutish whim and power's display; Yet our actions truth betray: Seen on every paper's page, Words of hate and fists of rage, Signs of greed in every age: Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy on us. 3 Anger still inflicts the pain, Each excuse is seen as lame, Yet again we bear the shame: Till through this and every time People cease from heinous crime, Till with peace their actions rhyme: Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy, Kyrie, Lord have mercy on us. Andrew E Pratt (born 1948) From: Whatever name creed, No.28 (1999) & Songs for the new millennium. Words © 1999, 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. Tune: HOLY INNOCENTS (Ian Sharp) Whatever name creed, No.28
Tag: power
Lent 3 – Two hymns a Meditation and a Poem
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 Words © 2015 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: 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 Words © 2019 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 © Stainer & Bell Ltd Metre: 12 11 12 11 Tune: STREETS OF LAREDO; ST CATHERINE’S COURT
The powerless whisper in the void
The powerless whisper in the void,
the powerful take the stage.
God give us courage and the voice
to share and speak our rage.
Then may that rage, inspired by grace,
mould, challenge and persuade,
until decision makers hear
and love those they betrayed.
When wealth is allied to the cause
of politics or class,
God give insightful empathy
to clear the misted glass,
to help us see with clearer sight,
the way another lives,
to recognise that we can change
the fate that hist’ry gives.
Give credence to the claim we make:
we share a common birth,
that all are equal under God
upon this ravaged earth.
Let actions magnify the words,
the arguments we make,
until decision makers feel
their old assumptions quake.
Andrew Pratt 1/11/2019
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Tune: SOLL’S SEIN; KINGSFOLD
Metre: CMD