Theme “Joy”
Joy in the Journey
We come together, as worshippers do on Sunday mornings the world over,
And have done throughout time.
We come with differences in age, in race, in our experience of life –
But we come also with so much in common:
fellow travellers on a wonder-filled
and mysterious pilgrimage we call life.
Pack your bag, bring your
Dewi Sant’s Little Things
Dewi Sant’s last words were:
Brothers and sisters, be joyful and keep your faith, and do the little things that you heard and saw from me. And me, I’ll will take the road that our fathers went on…
Dewi Sant’s Little Things
Not the sound of a harp but the sound of a harp-string
Not great oaktrees
Te Deum Laudamus
We praise you O God:
unfailing friend and guide
Through whose creative presence:
day by day the cosmos comes alive.
We imagine angels:
praising you on high,
Where cherubim and seraphim:
continually cry:
Holy, Holy, Holy:
Highest, Truest, Best;
Heaven and earth:
are overflowing with your grace.
We picture the apostles:
casting down their golden crowns.
The martyrs
Enter this house of worship
Tune: St. Saviourgate by Rev. Marianna Michell
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Enter this house of worship –feel the peace,
Warming our thoughts and feelings, bringing us grace;
Giving ourselves to worship, music and praise;
Gath’ring with friends, together our voices to raise.
Bring to this house of worship love and joy,
Spirits uplifted
May we leave our time together
with spirits uplifted
and hearts enlivened,
renewed in our quest for peace and justice,
ready to face whatever comes our way
with trust in the steadfast love of the Eternal.
Amen.
Morning prayer
Beloved, I thank you for the gift of this day.
May I give freely from my heart,
Living with a deep and abiding joy.
As I move through the day
May I know truth,
Move in beauty,
Rest in grace,
And trust in Your steadfast love.
Amen.
Never again
Never again, I said
It hurts too much to lose.
But then time passes and
My arms reach out
And take another
Rescued dog
With wide and worried eyes
To heal and hold
To love and nurture
To laugh at and with
To cry with
Share joy with and
Be comforted by.
I count the
Chalice lighting
When you celebrate, celebrate well, but remember
that nearby someone is grieving; and when you grieve,
grieve well, but remember that nearby someone is celebrating.
Therefore, as we gather here in this special place, we mark both grief and celebration. For absent friends, and for those whose company we enjoy right now, we light this chalice.
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