The Faith We Sing

Hymn Texts

Date: Wednesday, May 30, 2001

Womb of Life

By Ruth Duck (John 1:14; 20:19-23)
© 1992 GIA Publications, Inc. Used with permission.
  1. Womb of life, and source of being, home of every restless heart,
    In your arms the worlds awakened; you have loved us from the start.
    We, your children, gather 'round you, at the table you prepare.
    Sharing stories, tears, and laughter, we are nurtured by your care.
  2. Word in flesh, our brother Jesus, born to bring us second birth,
    you have come to stand beside us, knowing weakness, knowing earth.
    Priest who shares our human struggles, Life of Life, and Death of Death,
    Risen Christ, come stand among us, send the Spirit by your breath.
  3. Brooding Spirit, move among us; be our partner, be our friend.
    When our memory fails, remind us whose we are, what we intend.
    Labor with us, aid the birthing of the new world yet to be,
    free of servant, lord, and master, free for love and unity.
  4. Mother, Brother, Holy Partner; Father, Spirit, Only Son:
    We would praise your name forever, On-in-three, and Three-in-one.
    We would share your passion, share your word made new,
    Ever singing, ever praising, one with all and one with you.

Bring Many Names
By Brian Wren
© 1989, 1994 Hope Publishing Company. Used with permission.

  1. Bring many names, beautiful and good,
    celebrate, in parable and story, holiness and glory,
    living, loving God.
    Hail and Hosanna! Bring many names!
  2. Strong mother God, working night and day,
    planning all the wonders of creation, setting each equation,
    genius at play:
    Hail and Hosanna! Strong mother God!
  3. Warm father God, hugging every child,
    feeling all the strains of human living, caring and forgiving,
    till we're reconciled:
    Hail and Hosanna! Warm father God!
  4. Old, aching God, grey with endless care,
    calmly piercing evil's new disguises, glad of good surprises,
    wiser than despair:
    Hail and Hosanna! Old, aching God!
  5. Young, growing God, eager, on the move,
    saying no to falsehood and unkindness, crying out for justice,
    giving all you have:
    Hail and Hosanna! Young, growing God!
  6. Great, living God, never fully known,
    joyful darkness far beyond our seeing, closer yet than breathing,
    everlasting home:
    Hail and Hosanna! Great, living God!

Mothering God, You Gave Me Birth
By Jean Janzen, based on the writings of Juliana of Norwich
© 1991 Abingdon Press, admin. by The Copyright Company. Used with permission.

  1. Mothering God, you gave me birth in the bright morning of this world.
    Creator, source of every breath, you are my rain, my wind, my sun.
  2. Mothering Christ, you took my form, offering me your food of light,
    grain of life, and grape of love, your very body for my peace.
  3. Mothering Spirit, nurturing one, in arms of patience hold me close,
    so that in faith I root and grow until I flow'r, until I know.

She Comes Sailing on the Wind
By Gordon Light (Gen. 1:2; Matt. 3:16-17; Mark 1:10-11; Luke 1:26-56; 3:22;Acts 2:1-4)
© 1995 Common Cup Company. Used with permission.

She comes sailing on the wind, her wings flashing in the sun;
on a journey just begun, she flies on,
And in the passages of her flight, her song rings out through the night,
full of laughter, full of light, she flies on.

  1. Silent waters rocking on the morning of our birth,
    like an empty cradle waiting to be filled.
    And from the heart of god the Spirit moved upon the earth,
    like a mother breathing life into her child.
  2. Many were the dreamers whose eyes were given sight
    when the Spirit filled their dreams with life and form.
    Deserts turned to gardens, broken hearts found new delight,
    and then down the ages still she flew on.
  3. To a gentle girl in Galilee, a gentle breeze she came,
    a whisper softly calling in the dark.
    The promise of a child of peace whose reign would never end,
    Mary sang the Spirit song within her heart.
  4. Flying to the river, she waited circling high,
    above the child now grown so full of grace.
    As he rose up from the water, she swept down from the sky,
    and she carried him away with her embrace.
  5. Long after the deep darkness that fell upon the world,
    after dawn returned in flame of rising sun,
    the spirit touched the earth again, again her wings unfurled,
    bringing life in wind and fire as she flew on.

I Am Your Mother
By Shirley Erena Murray
© 1996 Hope Publishing Company. Used with permission.

  1. I am your mother: Do not neglect me!
    Children, protect me -- I need your trust;
    my breath is your breath, my death is your death,
    ashes to ashes, dust into dust.
  2. I am your nurture: Do not destroy me!
    Love and enjoy me, savor my fruit;
    my good is your good, my food is your food,
    water and flower, branches and root.
  3. I am your lodging: Do not abuse me!
    Tenderly use me, soothing my scars;
    My health is your health, my wealth is your wealth,
    shining with promise, set among stars.
  4. God is our maker: Do not deny God,
    challenge, defy God, threaten this place;
    Life is to cherish, -- care, or we perish!
    I am your mother, -- tears on my face.