An understanding Father
who’s tender, gentle, kind
maturing heart and mind.
He’s infinitely tender,
he’s infinitely strong,
he’s infinitely awesome,
and I’m his royal son.
Not weak and not uncaring
of foolish things I do;
he’s just and strong and righteous,
and helps me to pull through.
He is the Finest Master,
I want to serve him well.
He’ll teach and bless, support me,
and with me ever dwell.
Tune: 76 76 D tune of ‘O Sacred Head sore wounded’ or Ewing, tune of ‘Jerusalem the golden’
This life to which you have been born,
bursts forth from deep within
with fruit that nourish and adorn –
fruit only God can bring.
When life loads on and weighs you down,
you find yourself inclined
to crumble, or lose heart, and groan –
by grace gird up your mind –
not weary in the things you should
be doing – he’s defined
what’s truly properly right and good,
unselfish, thoughtful, kind.
His Spirit gives us power to go,
press onward in his strength,
his comfort and his joy we’ll know,
and harvest see at length.
‘The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control … Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up’ Galatians 5:22,23 and 6:9
Tune: CM eg ‘Amazing Grace’ or DCM eg tune of ‘It came upon a midnight clear’ or ‘There is a green hill far away’