Lament & Hope

Lament & Hope

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  • Open & Unafraid: A Prayer for Climate Grief

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    Words and voice: Jon Swales
    music used with permission Chris Sayburn ‘It pours’


    Father of Creation,

    God of Compassion,

    Our hearts are heavy,

    Our souls are sad,

    For we are overwhelmed,

    By waves of climate grief.


    Despite knowing what we know,

    Humanity moves towards the point of no return.

    Creation Groans,

    Heaven Weeps,

    Our hearts lament and grieve. 


    Restore unto us the joy of your salvation,

    And grant us your peace.


    Lord Jesus Christ,

    The one who walked a trail of tears,

    We are are weary and heavy laden, 

    Weary with tears.

    Heavy laden with disappointment.

    We come to you, for you invite us,

    To find rest and restoration for our souls.


    Temperatures rise, 

    Sea levels rise.

    Creation Groans,

    Heaven Weeps,

    Our hearts lament and grieve. 


    Restore unto us the joy of your salvation,

    And grant us your peace.


    Spirit of the Living God,

    The One who speaks to our very depths,

    You invite us to be open and unafraid,

    Vulnerable without shame, 

    Honest and intimate.

    Healer of all hurts,

    Heal us and make us whole.


    The beast of unrestrained capitalism,

    Puts profit before people,

    Creation Groans,

    Heaven Weeps,

    Our hearts lament and grieve. 


    Restore unto us the joy of your salvation.

    And grant us your peace.


    Holy Trinity of Love,

    You have invited us into your divine embrace.

    And have filled our hearts with love.

    In the storm of climate grief,

    You are our rock and harbour,

    To you be praise, honour and glory.


    Amen


    -Swales 2023
















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  • Hope Whispers

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    Words and voice: Jon Swales
    Beats- Chris Sayburn

    Hope whispers my name,

    And speaks to my soul.

    ‘Rest a while,

    I have a healing balm and will tend your wounds.’


    I counter,

    ‘But have you seen the pain,

    The poison runs deep,

    The beasts run wild.’


    And hope speaks,

    And addresses my wounded heart,

    ‘Indeed, 

    I know.

    The night is darkest just before the dawn.


    On cursed tree,

    Through whip and nail,

    The evil of empire,

    & the sickness of sin

    sinned against me. 

    Alone in pain. 

    I breathed my last ‘


    Downcast I spoke

    ‘The beast has won .

    As hope lies silent in the grave.

    In the book of life evil will have the last word’


    And hope rejoiced 

    And laughed and sang, 

    A song of healing love,

    ‘My beloved one,

    This is not true, 

    The grave did not win.

    I was raised to life.

    Evil does not have the last word.

    Love wins’


    And I wept,

    And he wiped the tears from my face. 

    Hope embraced me in his love,

    I beheld his face.

    We danced

    He is making all things new. 


    • Swales 2023 


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