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Prayers and poems from poets who range from clergy to radiologists to teachers.
- Beautiful Days (Hebrews 13:5) Lord, it’s a beautiful day sun shining, birds singing, blossom and flowers at their best. I’m thankful, but so, so lonely, so, so sad. Summer doesn’t fill the gap, it widens it. Smiles and shorts and sun-cream, the holiday plans of others magnify my loss. Lord help me, please. Restore my...Beautiful Days
- A Grace We bless thee, Lord, for this our food For life and health and every good May we, more blest than we deserve Live less for self and more to serve. AnonA Grace
- (Acts 2) From prophecy to fulfilment, from fear to courage, from confusion to conviction, from despair to certain hope, from head to heart, from longing to knowing, from weakness to strength, from paralysis to power. What a difference a day makes – The Day of Pentecost when the Spirit came and everything was different and...The Day of Pentecost
- Father, Thank you for sending Jesus to be one of us and to show us how you want us to live. Thank you that He chose to live for us and to die for us. Thank you that when He returned to you, He didn’t leave us to flounder but sent us His Spirit to...Pentecost Prayer
- The tax collector had climbed a tree Trying to see what it was all about ‘Come down Zaccheus, I’ll eat at your house’, And Zaccheus’ life was turned inside out. Simon the Pharisee invited the Lord And at the meal a woman came in, With tears and perfume she anointed His feet And Jesus responded...Meals with Jesus
- When we opt not to vote We ought to take note That it’s not been forever like this; Not that long ago It would have been so That we’d have to give voting a miss! Unless we were rich With cloth of gold stitch A Lord or a Peer of the Land A country Esquire...Thursday, the Third Day of May
- (from Isaiah 60) Rise and shine – your light has come! Glory of the rising sun! See! God bids us all to shine With the countenance divine! For the earth in darkness lies Hear the lost benighted cries. See! God’s glory now appears! Comfort to the nations’ tears! Raise your eyes and look about! Hear...Rise and Shine!
- O Lord, grant that we may not be like porridge Stiff, stodgy and hard to stir But like cornflakes: crisp, fresh and ready to serve. AnonGrace to be not like porridge
- Lord, grant me a simple, kind, open, believing, loving and generous heart, worthy of being your dwelling- place. By John Sergieff, Russian priest, 1829 – 1908Your dwelling- place
- (John 20: 19-23) Locked in, afraid, Uncertain, even after Mary’s story, even after that behind closed doors seemed safest, on the first day of the week, in the evening. And then, the world changed. He was with us! Suddenly and wonderfully with us. Jesus, our Lord, alive and with us in a new and completing...On the first day of the week, in the evening
- A teacher, a good man, a story teller All of these things people will say, A prophet who spoke of heavenly things But upsetting the religious men of His day? He healed so many, raised the dead Easy to see how these tales would grow, Walking on water, stilling the storm? These are just stories...But who do you say I am?
- The echoes of the angels’ tears Ring deep within my soul; The music of celestial spheres Sweeps o’er me as they roll. O loving Lord, I kneel and raise My song of worship deep; For melodies of love and praise And songs that make me weep. For those who have Your precious gift To...The precious gift