I THANK THE LORD ABOVE

 

I thank the lord above

As I stand in the quiet of the morn

And when spring lambs are born

For the fields so full of flowers

And the peace of the twilight hours

I thank the lord above

For the blueness of the sky

And for a new born babies cry

For the smell of summer rainfall

And the joy of a songbirds call

 

I thank the lord above

When winters shroud is on the land

And when I take my beloved’s hand

When my lovers face is all aglow

And when we make angels in the snow

 

I thank the lord above

As I stand at the alter with my bride

And when I look at her with pride

When I stand together with my wife

I thank the lord for my life

HEAVENS GATE

 

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 heavens gate

OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES – PAUL AND THE CAT

 

At nursery school

Little Paul told his teacher that

On his way to school

He had found a dead cat

 

“How do you know?”

The nursery teacher said

To little Paul

“That the cat was dead?”

 

“Because it didn’t move when

I pissed in its ear” he replied

“You did WHAT?”

She exclaimed in surprise

“You know what miss,”

Explained little Paul,

“I leaned over and went 'Pssst'

And it didn't move at all”

THE HOLY INFANT

 

In the presence of the lowly beasts

The prince of peace was born

And to his earthy joyous cries

They bowed low head and horn

The Shepherds stood in wonder

As the child they stood before

The child the angel told of

Lay before them in the straw

Countless miles the Magi came

Having traveled from the east

In lavish robes they knelt before him

And bowed lowly like the beasts

Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh

Were lain reverently before his stall

Precious gifts brought from afar

For the holy infant born for us all

JAMES THE GREATER

 

The legend of James

Apostle of the lord

And Christ’s appointed

Son of Thunder

Has it that

Upon his Martyrs death

In Jerusalem

St James body

Was taken by angels

And placed in a boat

Which sailed, unmanned

And rudderless

To the Spanish coast

Where it was enveloped

By a massive rock

ONE OF THE TWELVE - JAMES THE GREATER

 

One of the twelve

James the greater

Son of Zebedee

Son of Salome

Named by Christ

With his brother John

Sons of thunder

A simple fisherman

Turned to a fisher of men

By Jesus of Galilee

Witness of the ascension

Who spread the Gospels

Far and wide

Martyred in Jerusalem

By King Herod Agrippa I

 

Feast Day 25^th July

ST JAMES THE MOOR SLAYER

 

On a battlefield in Galicia

Upon the cry of Santiago

The saint appeared

Upon a steed of brilliant white

St James the greater

Was then transformed

From a fisher of men

To Santiago Matamoros,

St. James the Moor slayer