General (Vol. 2)
God and His People
Part i.
- Sometimes I feel so helpless,
Most when I see the starving on TV;
Sometimes I just can't handle
Distressed and tearful friends who come to me:
I listen and sometimes counsel
And give slightly more help than I can afford:
But in the end
I just commend
Them all to My Dear Lord. - Sometimes I cannot manage
The rising expectations on my time;
Sometimes I cannot balance
Conflicting pressures between work and home:
I am honest and say sorry
and give slightly more time than I can afford;
But in the end
I just commend
Myself to My Dear Lord. - Often we are too wary
To give and take, to share the things we own;
Often we are too weary
With the same old problems coming round again:
But we are stewards and not owners
And there should be nothing that we can't afford
And in the end
We just commend
Ourselves to Our Dear Lord.
Part ii.
- Lost on the way with all ambitions broken,
Lost by the leaders I have led before,
Nothing to say that I have not heard spoken,
Nothing to save us from the fatal shore:
It is extremity that fires our love,
Rarely with smiles do we invoke The Dove. - It is the crisis that informs our loving
Not gentle thanks for modest Graces given,
The calm we take as right for our behaviour,
The storm is unjust punishment from heaven:
What God is this who watches our complaint,
Whose love surpasses patience and restraint? - We are not lost, He sees our every footstep,
We are confused by our own crookedness;
He walked the path in love that we must follow,
Our lot made easier by His faithfulness:
So, rest a while, reflect, and gather in
Our Saviour's gifts, repent, and then begin.
Part iii.
- Our strength is love,
Our fortress is forgiving,
Our strong defence is service to Our Lord;
We fight with faith,
Our hope sustains our living,
His loving-kindness is our only sword:
When we descend to earthly violence
Our cause is lost, for we have no defence. - We have forgotten more than we remember,
We have repeated sins from age to age;
What we have done in reverence to our fathers
Obscures the grandeur of our heritage:
For we are children of the Trinity,
Only in that can we be safe and free.