A thought for Sunday

Starting from home today, down to Alfriston. This repeats last Sunday's thought, though I didn't realise it!

Photo: setting off from Kingston Ridge, to walk back up to the main route

A morning hymn

A new day bids us wake
To clear and cloudy weather,
And for each other's sake
Restores us to each other:
Remembering God, we say:
This is his world, his day.

As all life needs the sun,
Which never ceases giving,
Even when day is gone
Its energy for living:
Forget God, though we may,
This is his world, his day.

So now, in solitude,
Or met in Christ together,
We praise our loving God
And pray for one another:
Believing, come what may
This is his world, his day.

Fred Pratt Green