All who are thirsty
All who are weak
Just come to the fountain
Dip your heart in the Stream of Life
Let the pain and the sorrow be washed away
In the waves of His mercy
As deep cries out to deep
As deep cries out to deep
– All Who Are Thirsty
Farther along we’ll know all about it
Farther along we’ll understand why
So, cheer up my brothers, live in the sunshine
We’ll understand this, all by and by
-Josh Garrels, listen here: Farther Along
In a scene from the movie Ironweed, the characters played by
Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep stumble across on an old Eskimo
woman lying on the ground, probably drunk. Besotted themselves,
the two debate what they should do about her.
“Is she drunk or a bum?” ask Nicholson.
“Just a bum. Been all her life.”
“And before that?”
“She was a whore in Alaska.”
“She hasn’t been a whore all her life. Before that?”
“I dunno. Just a little kid, I guess.”
“Well, a little kid is something. It’s not a bum and it’s not a whore. It’s something. Let’s take her in.”
-Philip Yancey, What’s So Amazing About Grace
Father, I want to know Thee,
but my cowardly heart fears to give up it’s toys.
I cannot part with them without inward bleeding
and I do not try to hide from Thee the terror of parting.
I come trebling, but I do come.
Please root from my heart all those things which
I have cherished so long and which have become a very
part of my living self, so that Thou mayest enter
and dwell there without a rival.
Then shalt Thou make the place of Thy feet glorious.
Then shall my heart have no need of the sun to shine in it,
for Thyself will be the light of it,
and there will be no night there.
In Jesus name,
-A.W. Tozer, The Pursuit of God
We have smashed down the doors now,
and the light floods in upon your face;
All your prisoners are laughing,
and your former slaves are giving thanks.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
-Wendell Kimbrough, listen here: The Death of Death
O Lord, our Lord, how excellent is Thy name in all the earth;
I worship Thee. With all the angels and saints I adore Thee.
I acknowledge Thee to be my Creator and my God.
I render Thee the homage of my being and my life.
I am not my own, I am Thine.
I will devote myself to Thy divine service this day and forever.
O gramt me grace for this dear Lord.
-Ralph Cushman, Pocket Prayer Book, 1941
May the peace of the Lord Christ go with you; wherever he may send you;
may he guide you through the wilderness: protect you through the storm;
may he bring you home rejoicing: at the wonders he has shown you;
may he bring you home rejoicing: once again into our doors.
-Common Prayer: A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals