This is from my back catalogue; a hymn written to commemorate the centenary of Kensington Diocese, London that can be sung to the tune of Bethlehem Eternal City.
Send your Spirit on our City
Make our joyful anthem swell
Raise our eyes to highest heaven
Let no doubt our fervour quell.
May we speak your truth and plainly
With no shame or thought to hide
Free of cunning, men's distortion
Holy word unveiled with pride.
Let our city not be blinded
By the God of a passing age
But the gospel of our Saviour
Leap unvarnished off the page.
May we not proclaim our own truth
But our Saviour's blazing light
Shining forth from out the darkness
To release us from our plight.
As that light shines out from darkness
We have now his light within
And behold the face of Jesus
As his flock he gathers in.
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Second Wind
PoetryHighest rank #12 in Poetry Second Wind is an eclectic collection of mostly light hearted poems but often has a serious message and takes the occasional side swipe at politicians and those in power.
