Let There Be Peace on Earth
Song by Vince Gill Let there be peace on earth And let it begin with me Let There Be Peace on Earth The peace that was meant to be With God as our Father Brothers all are we Let me walk with my brother In perfect harmony. Let peace begin with me Let this be the moment now. With ev'ry step I take Let this be my solemn vow To take each moment and live Each moment in peace eternally Let there be peace on earth And let it begin with me
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Shine Thou upon us, Lord,
Shine Thou upon us, Lord True Light of men, today, And through the written Word Thy very self display; That so from hearts which burn With gazing on Thy face, Thy little ones may learn The wonders of Thy grace. 2Breathe Thou upon us, Lord, Thy Spirit’s living flame, That so with one accord Our lips may tell Thy name; Give Thou the hearing ear, Fix Thou the wandering thought, That those we teach may hear The great things Thou hast wrought. 3Speak Thou for us, O Lord, In all we say of Thee; According to Thy Word Let all our teaching be; That so Thy lambs may know Their own true Shepherd’s voice, Where’er He leads them go, And in His love rejoice. 4Live Thou within us, Lord; Thy mind and will be ours; Be Thou beloved, adored, And served with all our powers; That so our lives may teach Thy children what Thou art, And plead, by more than speech, For Thee with every heart. John Ellerton, 1881 Tune: Leoni "Birds, though you long have ceased to build, guard the nest that must be filled. Even the hour when wings are frozen God for fledgling time has chosen. People look East and sing today: Love the bird is on the way. " from "People, look East" hymn for Advent II "If the chickadees coming to the feeder are fluffed fat as tennis balls the temperature is in the low thirties, plenty cold enough for a muffler." Hal Borland
"Most high, omnipotent, good Lord, grant your people the grace to renounce gladly the vanities of this world; that, following the way of blessed Francis, we may, for love of you, delight in your whole creation with perfectness of joy; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, on God, for ever and ever. Amen." The Collect of the Day "The Sentences"
William Croft I am the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord : he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: and whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shalt stand at the latter day upon the earth. And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God: whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another. We brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the Name of the Lord. Man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down, like a flower; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay. In the midst of life we are in death: of whom may we seek for succour, but of thee, O Lord, who for our sins art justly displeased? Yet, O Lord God most holy, O Lord most mighty, O holy and most merciful Saviour, deliver us not into the bitter pains of eternal death. I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead which die in the Lord: even so saith the Spirit: for they rest from their labours. Amen. Pentecost Fare:
The Tree Song I saw a tree by the riverside one day as I walked along, Straight as an arrow, And pointing to the sky, growing tall and strong. How do you grow so tall and strong?" I said to the riverside tree. This is the song my tree friend sang to me. I have roots growing down to the water. I have leaves reaching up to the sunshine. And, the fruit that I bear is the sign of the life in me. I am shade from the hot summer sundown. I am nests for the birds of the heaven. I'm becoming what the maker of trees Has meant me to be: a strong, young, tree. I saw a tree in the wintertime, when show lay on the ground. Straight as an arrow and pointing to the Sky and the winter winds blew all around. " How do you grow so straight and tall?" I said to my wintertime tree. This is the song that my tree friend sang to me: I've got roots growing down to the water. I've got leaves growing up to the sunshine. And, the fruit that I bear is a sign of the life in me. I am shade from the hot summer sundown. I am nests for the birds of the heavens. I'm becoming what the maker of trees Has meant me to be: a strong young tree." I saw a tree in the city streets where buildings blocked the sun. Green and lovely, I could see it gave joy to everyone. How do you grow in the city streets?" I said to my downtown tree. This is the song that my tree friend sang to me: I've got roots growing down to the water. I've got leaves growing up to the sunshine. And, the fruit that I bear is a sign of the life in me. I am shade from the hot summer sundown. I am nests for the birds of the heavens. I'm becoming what The Maker of Trees Has meant me to be: a strong, young, tree." Written by Ken Medema arranged by Robert Sterling Pairs so nicely with.... In the bleak midwinter
BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign. In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ. Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day, Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay; Enough for Him, whom angels fall before, The ox and ass and camel which adore. Angels and archangels may have gathered there, Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; But His mother only, in her maiden bliss, Worshipped the beloved with a kiss. What can I give Him, poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb; If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part; Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart. Listening to these ancient words for Advent Three Of the Father's love begotten, Ere the worlds began to be, He is Alpha and Omega, He the source, the ending He, Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years shall see, Evermore and evermore! O that birth forever blessèd, When the virgin, full of grace, By the Holy Ghost conceiving, Bore the Saviour of our race; And the Babe, the world's Redeemer, First revealed His sacred face, evermore and evermore! O ye heights of heaven adore Him; Angel hosts, His praises sing; Powers, dominions, bow before Him, and extol our God and King! Let no tongue on earth be silent, Every voice in concert sing, Evermore and evermore! Christ, to Thee with God the Father, And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee, Hymn and chant with high thanksgiving, And unwearied praises be: Honour, glory, and dominion, And eternal victory, Evermore and evermore! The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on. Emily Dickinson |
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