Heavenly Father

Thank You

for waiting for me

on the Cross

for two thousand plus years

. . .

Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa

. . .

 

Sacred Conversation

 

. . .

 

Hymn 483

The Head that was once 

crowned with thorns

is crowned with Gloria now ;

a royal diadem addorns the 

mighty victor's brow.

. . .

The Cross He bears is life and health

though shame and death to Him : 

          His people's hope ,

          His people's wealth ;

      their everlasting theme.

. . .

St. Andrew's Church, Northford, 06472
The Hymnal 1982

The Ancient Mariner

 Part VI

First Voice

' But tell me, tell me !  speak again,

    Thy soft response renewing --

What makes that ship drive on so fast ?

    What is the Ocean doing ? '

Second Voice

Still as a slave before his lord,

   The Ocean has no blast ;

The great bright eye most silently

   Up to the Moon is cast --

If he may know which way to go ;

   For she guides him in smooth or grim.

See, brother, see ! how graciously

   She looked down on him.

. . .

. . .

Do as you have said.