September 3, 2017
WELCOME TO ST ANDREW’S ON THE TERRACE
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This is the month of September!
When we reflect on the breadth and depth and length of Creation
Today is River Sunday
When we reflect on rivers, all they bring us and all we owe them
This place is a sacred space
One of the places in which we consider, pray, receive and respond to grace and beauty
One of the places where we can be challenged to hear the demands of the divine and the planet
In this month, on this day, in this place, we journey the River of Life.
‘Song of t
Words: ©Norman Habel. Tune (CH
4 160): Praise, my soul
Watch once more the windswept storm clouds;
Suddenly the sky has wings!
God has come to rain among us,
giving hope to all dry things.
Sing a song of splashing waters,
the veins of Earth.
Taste the moisture of the morning,
smoother than the best red wine;
toast the lifeblood of the planet:
Here’s to God’s wild wet design!
Sing a song of flowing waters,
pulsing through the veins of Earth.
View anew the dark blue o
Whales cavorting, spraying foam;
God at play with deep sea monsters,
feeling very much at home.
Sing a song of laughing waters,
pulsing through the veins of Earth.
Feel the breath of God move softly,
gentle mists that brush the skin;
breathing God’s own spirit,
life renewed from deep within.
Sing a song of living waters,
pulsing through the veins of Earth
Kia ora tatou
CALL TO WORSHIP
We call to the rivers t
o worship with us:
the Clutha, Rakaia, Manawatu, and Waikato,
all rivers that flow to the sea.
We invite the streams to sing:
Trout and water crays, inanga whitebait,
Cockabullies and eels sing praise.
We invite the river bi
add their praise
Whio, and mallard duck,
Kingfisher and dragonflies call their praise.
with the waters in their hymn of praise
waterfalls, singing streams,
rushing rapids and still pools,
ripples that dance at the river mouth.
river, sing praise to all creation.
from Season of Creation worship resources
We remember the rivers across our planet,
rivers that are the lifeblood of Earth
vital for all forms of life.
We remember the streams of our past,
the pools and ponds where we played
and the feeling of celebration
as we splashed each other.
We remember and rejoice.
We give thanks
streams that flow with the
water of life.
We acknowledge and confess
that we have become alienated from Earth
and have polluted the rivers of our garden planet.
We are sorry.
We have polluted our rivers with poisons.
We have treated our streams as waste dumps.
We have turned living waters into dea
We have wasted precious waters in luxury living.
We need to be taught
to love Earth
and return to Earth as our home.
We are coming
As we come home to Earth,
As we seek to love our home,
As we seek to care for our kin,
glory fills our planet
vibrant presence among us and our kin in
creation, especially in the
rivers, the streams and waterways of
Earth. Help us empathise with
creatures who are suffering.
spirits lift an
rejoice with the
vibrant world of the rivers
waterways of our planet
from Season of Creation worship resources www.seasonofcreation.com
(sung twice seated)
‘When Peace, Like a River
Horatio Gates Spafford (1873)
, Philip Paul Bliss. Public Domain
Ville Du Havre.
When peace like a river attendeth my way,
when sorrows like sea billows roll;
whatever my lot, you have taught me to say,
"It is well, it is well with
It is well with my soul;
it is well, it is well with my soul.
LIGHTING THE RAINBOW CANDLE
TIME WITH THE CHILDREN
SSING THE CHILDREN
We send you to the Rainbow Room programme to hear stories, ask
uestions and have fun together.
bless you. Amen.
PASSING THE PEACE
Feel free to pass the peace with those nearby or move to greet others further away. Passi
ng the peace
consists of shaking hands and saying “Peace be with you.” The response is “Peace be with you” or just
“And with you.” Or, simply saying ‘Hello” is a good idea. Also feel free to simply observe if you wish!
Words ©Joy Cowley. Music © 2014 Vivien Chiu
Life is like a river
that flows towards the sea.
It has a small beginning,
until it's in a larger place,
a current deep and wide,
giving its abunda
to the land
on either side.
And I have a question
to ask you, my friend.
Where does the sea be
Where does the river end?
The river has its secrets.
In its depths it knows
the nature of the ocean
where its water flows.
It hears the seabirds singing.
the touch of foam.
The sea is always calling
the river to come home.
Life is like a river
and deep inside my mind,
the call of love grows stronger
as I leave each day behind.
We move with the current
of this unseen mystery.
Already we have knowle
of the presence of the sea.
THE WORD IN TEXTS
2 Kings 5: 1
4 and 9
Matthew 3: 13
ations 22: 1
ord among us
we give thanks
'Rivers for Life'
This is All: The Pillow Book of Cordelia Kenn
I thought how lovely and how str
ange a river is. A river is a river, always
there, and yet the water flowing through it is never the same water and is
never still. It’s always changing and is always on the move. And over time
the river itself changes too. It widens and deepens as it rubs
gnaws and kneads, eats and bores its way through the land. Even the
the Nile and the Ganges, the Yangtze and the Mississippi,
the Amazon and the great grey
green greasy Limpopo all set about with
must have been n
o more than trickles and flickering streams
before they grew into mighty rivers.
Are people like that? I wondered. Am I like that? Always me, like the river
itself, always flowing but always different, like the water flowing in the
river, sometimes walking
steadily along andante, sometimes surging over
rapids furioso, sometimes meandering with hardly any visible movement
tranquilo, lento, sometimes gurgling with pleasure, sometimes sparkling
in the sun, sometimes appassionato, sometimes misterioso, sometime
staccato, sometimes vivace, and always, I hope, amoroso.
Do I change like a river, widening and deepening, eddying back on myself
sometimes, bursting my banks sometimes when there’s too much water,
too much life in me, and sometimes dried up from lack of
rain? Will the I
that is me grow and widen and deepen? Or will I stagnate and become an
arid riverbed? Will I allow people to dam me up and confine me so that I
flow only where they want? Will I allow them to turn me into a canal to
use for they own purpo
ses? Or will I make sure I flow freely, coursing my
way through the land and ploughing a valley of my own?
Vltava or "The Moldau"
So may it be
We recognise and bless the gifts brought to the table, and those
their way electronically from our banks to the church’s account.
LIFE IN THE COMMUNITY OF ST ANDREW’S
People share notices and visitors are welcomed. If you have a notice,
please move to the front row, ready
from the lectern.
For the benefit of newcomers, please introduce yourself before you begin.
PRAYERS OF THE PEOPLE
RCLE OF PRAYER
We think today of the people of
the National Council of
Churches of Burundi
In New Zealand, we remember those
who work this
election season as candidates, members of all political parties and all
Here in the Central P
resbytery, we pray for the leaders and
St Paul’s Union Church, Pahiatua.
PRAYER FOR ST ANDREW’S
INVITATION TO COMMUNION
St Andrew’s is an open community a
nd all are invited to Christ’s table.
Wherever you are on your faith's journey, wherever you have come from and
wherever you are going to, whatever you believe, whatever you do not believe,
you are welcome to participate in the communion. This is God’s m
eal for all
INCLUDING COMMUNION HYMN
‘Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
Public Domain. John Hughes, Peter
Williams, William Williams.
67 Cwm Rhondda
. Public Domain.
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty,
Hold me with thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven, bread of heaven
Feed me till I want n
Feed me till I want no more.
Open now the crystal fountain
Whence the healing stream doth flow;
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through:
Strong deliverer, strong deliverer;
Be thou still my strength and shield;
Be thou still
my strength and shield.
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction
Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to thee;
I will ever give to thee.
“Hornpipe” from The Water Music
G.H. Handel (1685
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