Tune: Michael
Loving God, creation’s founder,
source of life and living love,
when the Spirit’s pow’r we follow,
wisdom guides us as we go.
Then we know, as we sow,
seeds of love must die to grow.
If we trust in bricks and mortar,
building empires, hoarding love,
life becomes a frantic circle
focussed on our treasure trove,
till we stand, hand in hand,
midst the wreckage of our plans.
Loving God, you call us forward
from the chaos of our lives.
Where we seek to look behind us
you encourage forward sight.
With the ground, all around
crumbling slowly, love is found.
Trusting in this love discovered,
new adventures wait each day.
Crossing bridges to new places,
we build kindom on the way.
In God’s pow’r, life will flow’r
as God’s love sustains each hour.
Moving onwards we encounter
new ideas and new dreams.
With new vision for the future
love demands a different theme.
All are one, all are loved,
God is oneness God is love.
Photo: Meknes, Fes, 17th century — Michael Dutchak
