Lament oh my heart and my head turn to
light
Marching on goes the church singing ‘Lord
please bless me’
When God gave his all just to dress me.
So now I’m ‘bitter’ to pour out this rhyme
It’s all I hear time after time after time
But who will stand up and say what is true?
While you’re following man-meetings it will
not be you!
You can only see clearly when removing the
Shades
Of the Roman Catholic Empire playing
charades
She stands before you with an altered belief
But when asks what she does she lies
through the teeth
She’s not over there; she’s right here and
now
She won’t ask for indulgence or an idol to
bow
Maria just sits silently and studies your
faces
Your special people, special things and
special places
You’ve thrown out the pomp, the pope, the
fuss
But every meeting you do what she does!
Feeding the pride of Man by esteeming
Status, position – ego is beaming
Then let’s build ‘God’s House’ so now ‘Tithing
is true!’
Tithing was taxes – and God’s house is you!
Let’s ritualise baptism, the bread, the cup
Let’s also give titles and really mess it
up!
Now we have ‘church’ man made, ‘rearranged’
Rome laughs out loud when you say it’s all
changed
For as long as the people never find out
What the church is really all about
See you are a child, a child of the King
Your brothers and sisters are the only
thing
That you will have left when this place
explodes
And we all see the dawn where nothing
corrodes
So Family, God’s children are precious, the
core
Of God’s agenda, from ceiling to floor
That’s why Jesus said ‘This do…’
A family meal for me and for you!
Leaders would aim to facilitate others
Song? Prayer? Story? From sisters and
brothers
Just like the last supper, food brought and
shared
We bring our story, our song, unprepared
People meet people and in meeting are met
That genius – you, and the Spirit, we’re
set!
Then out to this dark, foreboding place
To be light and the salt in mercy and grace
Gary Ward
Gary Ward
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