Starting thoughts and meditation

This hymn by Fred Pratt Green was written in 1974. Verse 3 is the original, later amended, but seems appropriate for a pilgrimage.

A New Day Bids Us Wake

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.

Each day we must renew
This journey we are taking,
And summon into view
The future of our making!
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.

Words © 1975 available on the publisher's website
http://www.hopepublishing.com/