George Stuart - The mystery of growing

We come here not knowing

The myst’ry of growing,

But still we are thankful for what it may bring;

New life in the making

With ev’ry awak’ning

Gives promise of joy, so with nature we sing;

In myst’ry we’re seeing

The Ground of all Being

Displayed here before us - a wonderful sight;

All new life is telling

That God is indwelling,

And in that assurance we take great delight.

The womb with safe water

For each son and daughter

Has been the first home in which love is the food;

Now water of blessing

In love is expressing

The welcome of God and our own gratitude;

Clear water refreshes;

It cleanses then blesses

With what is essential for life to abound;

So love, like the water

For each son and daughter

Through us, is God’s gift with which they can be crowned.

In great jubilation

And joyous elation

We honour creation with all of our heart;

For each lake and ocean

With zeal and devotion

We pledge to give nurture, accepting our part;

We know that each river

And creek can deliver

The smile of God’s Spirit in these gifts of grace;

We all have the duty

To live out their beauty

By holding God’s gifts in love’s richest embrace.

Tune The Ash Grove Not in AHB TiS 531

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