As Adam left the Garden
With Eve close by his side,
As inward, hearts were hardened,
And eastward, daylight died…
Disrupting the garden,
He stirred up the ground,
breathing life into the dust:
God’s image became us…
A long time ago, in old Israel dwelling
There lived a man Jonah, whose story I’m telling.
Now Jonah was special, what they call a prophet,
Who spoke with the Lord, not a person to scoff at…
God gives us more than we can handle
Be it grief, pain, loneliness, scandal…
God of Light and Life,
As we prepare our hearts this Advent,
at the end of a trying year…
Oh, come, ye unfaithful
Broken and polluted!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye…
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. We sing in full voice, though it be in a minor key. We sing rejoice. Lord Jesus, quickly come. Amen.
Advent conceives a hope in the heart:
Creation reborn, a brand new start.
Eden becomes the trough of the beast…
Hymn text translated by John Mason Neale
Arrangement, additional text & melody by Kristin Schweain
Music and adaptation by Matt Preston
Words Aurelius Clemens Prudentius
tr. Henry Williams Baker & John Mason Neale
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Heavenly Father,
May I find joy
in the ordinary, mundane good works…