God of relief and recovery; of salvage and salvation. Rescue the desperate and drowning. May the kiss of your life heal them
We stand before your beauty God as before an ocean. We see and hear but know beyond sight and hearing there is no end of you
A river flows. Under me, around me, over me sometimes. It cleans. It purifies. It quenches. It is love. It carries me to God
The biggest dreams give the smallest actions worth. In my vision of a world transformed the offer of a glass of water matters
Give us night vision God to see you in the dark. May we find in all things the contours of our presence.
Years pass by like roadsigns. We note the numbers. Celebrate in song. And every sign also bears the words: God is faithful
As a breeze blows through the reeds of the riverbank, God moves in our midst. As an eel in water, we move in the midst of God
Thank you God that you hear my heart underneath the noise of my behaviour. Your mercy makes the most of my intentions
God make me more reflective than reactive. Instead of grabbing may I give. Where self-congratulation rises bring self-control
Wide open is the landscape you have brought me into God. Wide open is your world. My may heart also be wide open to your word
Thank you God for the gift of Sabbath; for the rhythm of rest and restoration. May the war torn and weary find renewal in you
Make me God a genius of generosity. Gracious in giving. Lavish in love. Give me the soul of a servant and a heart to help.
Under the riots of the world a river runs. Beneath our streets a seed is sown. A gentle whisper rises ‘I make all things new’
Hungry I bring to you my emptiness God. Weary, I come in weakness. Bruised, I offer brokeness. Fill me, God. Free me. Fix me.
I watch the world through windows. Frames delineate my view. Cracks reflect my brokeness. God grant me the wider lens of love
God of relief and recovery; of salvage and salvation. Rescue the desperate and drowning. May the kiss of your life heal them
We stand before your beauty God as before an ocean. We see and hear but know beyond sight and hearing there is no end of you
A river flows. Under me, around me, over me sometimes. It cleans. It purifies. It quenches. It is love. It carries me to God
The biggest dreams give the smallest actions worth. In my vision of a world transformed the offer of a glass of water matters
Give us night vision God to see you in the dark. May we find in all things the contours of our presence.
Years pass by like roadsigns. We note the numbers. Celebrate in song. And every sign also bears the words: God is faithful
As a breeze blows through the reeds of the riverbank, God moves in our midst. As an eel in water, we move in the midst of God
Thank you God that you hear my heart underneath the noise of my behaviour. Your mercy makes the most of my intentions
God make me more reflective than reactive. Instead of grabbing may I give. Where self-congratulation rises bring self-control
Wide open is the landscape you have brought me into God. Wide open is your world. My may heart also be wide open to your word
Thank you God for the gift of Sabbath; for the rhythm of rest and restoration. May the war torn and weary find renewal in you
Make me God a genius of generosity. Gracious in giving. Lavish in love. Give me the soul of a servant and a heart to help.
Under the riots of the world a river runs. Beneath our streets a seed is sown. A gentle whisper rises ‘I make all things new’
Hungry I bring to you my emptiness God. Weary, I come in weakness. Bruised, I offer brokeness. Fill me, God. Free me. Fix me.
I watch the world through windows. Frames delineate my view. Cracks reflect my brokeness. God grant me the wider lens of love
