Hymns G-L

God of all-consuming grace,
reckless lover of my soul;
call me to your holy place,
speak the love that makes me whole.
I would dare to hope in you,
dare to seek your warm embrace,
dare to offer all I am
to you in this sacred space.
 
When I’m weary, desert-dry,
scarred by service, bruised and raw;
let the still, small whisper-cry
steal into my aching core.
As I turn to you again,
gracious Heart of Heaven, my
life becomes your holy ground:
sharing Christ my heart’s reply.
 
Send me out to kiss the night
with your righteousness and peace;
‘till your gracious Gospel’s light
radiates and gives release.
Call me, guide me, Lord, I pray,
make me holy in your sight.
Send me from this holy place
– make my living your delight.
Recommended tune: Aberystwyth
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God of our sunrise and light of the morning,
dawn on our worship, renew us today.
Come by your Spirit and fill with your passion,
set us on fire with the Gospel we pray.
 
We are your people, the Church you have chosen.
We are a gift to the weak and the strong.
We are the shape of your love for all people.
Help us to live that the world may belong.
 
Jesus your cross is the hope of the hopeless,
guide of the blind and the staff of the lame.
Here, as the nations are grieving and limping,
Give us compassion to live for your name.
 
Jesus your cross is the world’s consolation,
object of pain yet the strength of the weak.
Here, as we struggle for peace and for meaning
Jesus we ask for your courage to speak.
 
Jesus your cross is the birthplace of justice,
cloth for the naked, refreshment for thirst.
Here, as we seek ways to live out the Gospel,
May we repent of our need to be first.
 
Jesus your cross is the mystery that beckons:
drawing us close till we see face to face,
sharing your love with the world in its turmoil,
blessing with your uncontrollable grace.
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Glorious and blessèd God,
Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
You are mine and I am yours,
only by your grace.
 
Now your will, not mine, be done
in all things, as you determine
and, wherever I may go,
shield me by your grace.
 
When my life is as I choose:
filled with purpose, rich and peaceful,
or in dark and troubled times
hold me in your grace.
 
In this pilgrimage of faith
I would seek to serve your glory;
To be known as yours alone,
faithful by your grace.
 
In this moment, holy Lord,
may I be a sign of heaven;
bringing you my willing heart
– fill it with your grace.
 
So, no longer mine but yours,
here my life of faith lies open.
Freely bound to serve your cause,
captive to your grace.
Based on the Methodist Covenant Prayer
Metre: 7.8.7.8.5.
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How long, 0 Lord, until you hear
the Church’s cry of pain?
Our voices fail, our strength grows weak
are all our dreams in vain?
Yet still we search for shafts of hope
for rumours of new birth,
we strain for heaven’s answer
to our anguish here on earth.
 
How long, 0 Church, until you learn
that death must be the sign?
How long until that call is heard
and recognised as mine?
Yet still I search for shafts of hope
for rumours of a change,
that dying to yourself prepares
for a divine exchange.
 
We hear, 0 Lord, that death means life
not only for the One
who risked the cross with all its shame
to show himself the Son.
Yet still we search for shafts of hope
for rumours of a sign
to help your restless people see
this mystery divine.
 
My children will you dare to see
beyond your sacred wall;
To risk a faith that dares to grasp
eternal life for all?
Yet still I search for shafts of hope
for rumours of a Church
that, dying to itself, can bring
my Kingdom here on earth.
Recommended tune: Vox Dilecti
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Jesus, hope of saints and sinners,
yours the name we’re called to share.
Hillside teacher, story-weaver
and the heartbeat of our prayer.
You invite us all to join you
at the Father’s Kingdom call:
so the friends of heaven gather 
to declare the Friend of All.
Where we nurse a fading image
of the Kingdom drawing near,
build upon our silent longing
make your vision crystal-clear.
Let our lives and lips reveal you
in the journey we’ve begun:
so that hope, in being faithful,
loves ‘til death is overrun.
Passing fame and fading glory
are the hallmarks of our age.
Give us voices to declare you,
Jesus, Lord on every page.
Hallelujah, friend of sinners,
yours the profile we would own:
yours the call to closer friendship,
yours the invitation home.
My friend, the Rev Dr Pete Phillips from CODEC at Durham, UK, asked if I knew of any hymns suitable for the world of social networking. I didn’t, so wrote the following one. You can sing it to many tunes but I favour Blaenwern, usually used for Love Divine, all Loves Excelling.
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Lord of ages past remembering
Lord of ages yet to be.
Hope of every generation,
yours the grace that sets us free.
Thorn and cross your battle tokens
symbols of a life laid down,
as the hope of all the nations
dies to claim us for his own.
      
So for this our generation
hear us as we bow the knee.
Shape our witness to our neighbour
send your Spirit, set us free!
      
For the lives where hope lies bleeding,
for the homes where love has died,
for the victims of injustice,
raise, O Lord, a battle cry.
Bread and wine your passion’s tokens,
symbols still of hope restored.
In the sacrament we offer
we proclaim our dying Lord.
      
So for this our generation …
 
Make your Church a pilgrim people,
challenge our complacent ease.
Then, because your truth disturbs us,
Father, bring us to our knees.
Lives renewed your gospel tokens
symbols of the Spirit’s call.
As the world that you have ransomed
hears the truth: You died for all.
      
So for this our generation …
Recommended tune: Morgenlied (in 1932 Methodist Hymn Book to Now the Year is Crowned with Blessing)
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