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.
The spectrum of our faith and praise,
the art that serves through craft or phrase,
brings vital energy and power
to colour this and every hour.
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The Spirit of God is both humble and gentle,
devoid of hypocrisy, sharp as a sword.
And when we are driven along by that Spirit
we live with God’s courage, embody God’s Word.
A pinch of yeast within the flour
A treasure hidden in the ground
We know not the day nor hour
When the pearl is finally found
Into your arms, I come, Beloved.
I am god, I am here for you.