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Faith-shaping Poets
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Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven
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Praying for Lucy
Come down, O Christ, and help me! Reach thy hand, For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on thy Lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, Me heart is in some famine-murdered land Whence all good things have perished utterly, And well I know my...
The Bible: Bestowed Word of God
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Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person
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a gambler who won
And, sitting down, they watched him there, The soldiers did; There, while they played with dice, And, sitting down, they watched him there, The soldiers did; There, while they played with dice, He made his sacrifice, And died upon the cross to rid God’s world of sin....
Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless
Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes on the hillside… And they’re all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same. Malvina Reynolds (1900 – 78), Little Boxes, 1962 song about tract houses in San Francisco.
Getting and spending
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers. William Wordsworth (1770-1850).
Don’t it always seem to go
You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til its gone…. They paved paradise And put up a parking lot, With a pink hotel, A boutique, and a swinging hot spot. Joni Mitchell (1945 - ), Big Yellow Taxi, 1970.
Worthless fame
No not to us, O Lord! The praise or glory be Of any deed or word; For in thy judgement lies To crown or bring to nought All knowledge or device That man has reached or wrought. And we confess our blame – How all too high we hold That noise which men call fame, That...
The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting
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View me Lord, a work of thine
In thy word, Lord, is my trust, To thy mercies fast I fly; Though I am but clay and dust, Yet thy grace can lift me high. View me Lord, a work of thine: Shall I then lie drowned in night? Might thy grace in me but shine, I should seem made all of light…....
Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living
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The just man justices
I say more: the just man justices; Keeps grace: that keeps his goings graces; acts in God’s eyes what in God’s eyes he is – Christ. For Christ plays in ten thousand places, lovely in limbs and lovely in eyes not his to the Father through the features of men’s faces....
Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience
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A Christian of sorts
I’m a Christian in my way; How it’s difficult to say; I’ve the haziest sort of notion What I mean by my devotion. Clichés clutter in my head, Catch words are my daily bread, Exquisitely undefined is the thing I call my mind. David Elton Trueblood...
Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful
Not Waving but Drowning
Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning; I was much further out than you thought And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking And now he’s dead. It must have been too cold for him, his heart gave way, They said. Oh, no no no, it was...
I Am a Child of God
When a person acquainted with the music of God appears, one who is wise both in words and deeds (Luke 7:32)… then this person will produce the sound of the music of God, since he has learned from all this how to strike the chords at the appropriate time: now the...
Love is not far to go
It is not far to go For you are near, It is not far to go For you are here. And not by travelling, Lord, We come to you, But by the way of love, And we love you. Amy Wilson Carmichael (1867-1951), Edges of His Ways, 1980.
Is Anybody There?
Prayers like gravel flung at the sky's window, hoping to attract the loved one’s attention. But without visible plaits to let down for the believer to climb up, to what purpose open that far casement? I would have refrained long since but that peering once through my...
The Church: Provisional but Necessary
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Two friends: such love
Such love I cannot analyse; It does not rest in lips or eyes, Neither in kisses nor caress. Partly, I know, it’s gentleness And understanding in one word Or in brief letters. It’s preserved By trust and by respect and awe, These are the words I’m feeling for. Two...
The Mission of God
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Useless
When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent Therewith to serve my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ‘Doth God...
Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom
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Glory: Now and Then, Here and There
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Love’s fire thou art
Love’s fire thou art, however cold I be, Nor heaven have I, nor place to lay my head, Nor home, but thee. Christina Rossetti (1828-82).