Oh, nurturing God we thank you for the seeds
The source is yours and all in it
Drawn by God’s presence. . .
. . .we gather
Inspired by God’s spirit. . .
. . .we worship
Charge our hearts with wonder,
God of sheer delight,
As we sense your presence
Filling day and night.
If Heaven is more than simply a place,
If pictures of God evolve evermore,
If love is affirmed as life’s highest grace
The mystery remains, the sacred expands
To gift compassion’s transforming embrace.
When masks of God both age and die,
With intervening deities,
As doctrines lose their rigid hold
And freedoms grow like forest trees
Leave behind illusion’s ways
Culture plants within the mind,
Clothed in vestments of the faith
Masking truths we need to find,
No one can share my inner space;
There I am alone, yet not alone,
For you are there, O God,
Deeper than my thinking,
An awakening is beginning,
The half living now arise.
All those scales which they accepted
Are now falling from their eyes.
God wake us from illusion, rouse us from our dream,
Free us from believing that things are as they seem.
Though everything seems solid which we can see or clutch
The quantum space within them is something we can’t touch.
Let opposites all share a common space,
The inner and the outer be as one;
Each mind reflect life’s interweaving grace
And hearts all find God’s presence deep within.
Look behind the festive scene
Both to factory and land;
Contemplate the labour force
Using both the mind and hand.
In nature as in Jesus,
All life is truly one,
But we divide Christ’s mantle
And drown Creation’s song,
The world within and world outside
Both rest within God’s caring.
When inner streams unite with seas
They herald total sharing.
Come, let us think like mountain rocks,
Come breathe the song of scented breeze;
Come join the atoms’ quantum dance,
Come weep with all the fallen trees.
I feel the holy at work
standing by myself
in the sanctuary of the Good Shepherd
Most Holy Presence, fount of all becoming,
in you we live and move and have our being.
