Oh God to you we pray
To let peace on earth
come our way
Oh God to you we pray
Would that we could have
our way
Oh God grant this day
That peace on earth will
come our way
Oh God, we hear you say
That peace on earth will
come our way
If we could from this
day
Just live Christmas
every day
Inspired by Helen
Steiner Rice (1900-1981)
Faith is like electricity
You can’t see its traits
But you can see the
light
Oh guardian angel
Please
watch over me
It
would be a comfort
To
feel the guarantee
That
should I go astray
Watching
over me
You
would be there
To
guide me back to safety
Teardrops stain my cheeks
Now
my love you’ve gone
Gone
to join the angel’s throng
As
sad and lonely I live on
I
am comforted to know
In
my sadness and despair
I’m
alone but you are with me
As
I feel you everywhere
With
my faith for strength
I
wipe my teary eyes
Safe
in the knowledge
That
no one really dies
We
will be together again
If
my beloved you will wait
Beyond
the golden portal
Just
through heaven’s gate
If I am the first to go
I
will wait for you in the place
Where
the crowns of Angels glow
If
I go first because I lost the fight
I
will be waiting with the Father
Where
the tunnel opens into light
If
I am the first one there
I
will await you in lush meadows
Where
heady perfume fills the air
If
I go first and leave you lonely
We
will meet again in paradise
In
our loved one’s company
If
I am the first to go, allay your fears
I
will be waiting in the place
Where
there are no more tears
If
I go before you and we must part
I
will wait for you in heaven
Where
sweet music soothes the heart
If
I am first to go, we will meet again
In
a far better place than this
Where
God has banished pain
If
I go first through the eternal door
You
will find me with the angels
Where
suffering is no more
If
I am first to go by days or years
You
will find me waiting there
Far
beyond this vale of tears
One of the twelve
Philip the Apostle
From the village of Bethsaida
On the Sea of Galilee.
Witness of the ascension
Who spread the Gospels
Far and wide
He was martyred
By beheading
In the city of Hierapolis
Feast Day 3rd May
It was not the apple on the tree
That caused the trouble you see
In the garden what God found
Was the pair on the ground
