God’s dearest work of art
we long have called the heart,
The depth within from which begin
the prayers that we impart.
Praise God who gives us life to live
Praise God who calls us all to give
Praise God whose image we all bear
Praise God whose love we now can share
1. Ancient stars would shed their light,
Shining bright, both day and night;
Heralding some wondrous birth
Of some god’s descent to earth;
This day we have witnessed a man for all nations,
a man who was human, held fast what is right,
for this he would live with profound resignation,
he shone in the world, don’t extinguish that light.
1. God is at hand. A babe is born;
Proclaimed to be ‘The Light’;
With every morn
New light brings dawn:
And God is seen anew;
And God is seen anew;
And God, and God is seen anew.
Praise the universal Spirit,
Present as we draw each breath,
Live and move and have our being,
Pass at length the gate of death.
1. With open hearts we come this Anzac Day
To pay respect, to ponder and to pray;
We would reflect upon the pers’nal cost
Paid by those grieving and by all “the Lost.”
Contemplate all nature’s beauty
And embrace its darker side;
Life as sacrifice is ordered;
Sometimes life will be denied;
Celebrate with adoration
New growth after seeds have died.
We eat with our friends, enjoying a meal
In fellowship sweet; it has great appeal;
The same was for Jesus; it was a strong sign
To demonstrate friendship — in bread and in wine.
These can be favoured times when life has dignity,
When rule of law and human rights breed liberty;
If justice is pursued,
If truth is not subdued,
If we decide to live in peace and harmony.
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Where does this Jesus live? Where does he stay?
Are gospel stories right in what they say?
We wish to know where Jesus spends the night.
‘Nowhere to lay his head’ – Could this be right?
World religions foster justice,
Teach of wisdom to pursue;
Why then is there so much malice
In what some believers do?
All creation sings a story
Of great splendours to declare;
When we contemplate its beauty
We are called forth into prayer.
We, enchanted, stand in silence;
God discovered everywhere.
Eternal fury fires the saints,
who shake and rattle, push and shove,
who challenge every bland excuse,
who seek for justice, work for love.