It is indeed right, our duty and delight, that we should praise You, Holy One, whose
Icon, the transfigured Christ transforms us into a people of passion
Who raise our peace-making in praise, echoing
Angels and archangels, cherubim and seraphim
As together we sing…
Holy, Holy …
Blessed are you, Holy One
At the cosmos’ birth
You anchored mountains deep in your memory
From a mountain top you gave tablets to Moses
Before a mountain cave in sheer silence
you passed before your servant Elijah
And on mountains still, on mountains sprinkled across this great continent
you meet your people in silence, in stone, in stark strength
Where earth meets heaven
Where these gentle giants proclaim your praise
And so fittingly you made a mountain to be
The throne of your Son who there
spoke to us of listening…
Blessed is he, and blessed are we, as we remember that
In the night in which he was betrayed
Our Lord Jesus took bread, and gave thanks; broke it and
Gave it to his disciples saying: take and eat, this is my
Body given for you.
Do this for the remembrance of me.
Again after supper, he took the cup, gave thanks, and
Gave it for all to drink, saying: This cup is the new
Covenant in my blood, shed for you and for all people for
The forgiveness of sin.
Do this for the remembrance of me
And so we remember Mary’s labour and Jesus’ birth, Mary’s mothering and Jesus’ life, Mary’s tears and Jesus’ suffering and death; we remember and we rejoice with her as we await his coming again, even now in this place... we rejoice, we remember...
His being beloved, His patient loving
And his passionate pursuit of justice
Send now, we pray, your Holy Spirit
That the comforter might comfort us
That heaven might reign for righteousness sake
That we might rejoice, and be glad, knowing that we are blessed
Because you answer us as we pray… Our Father in heaven