Wednesday, September 26, 2018

from our Islands of Birds, we give you prasie O Lord... A Prayer of thanksgiving


A Bell bird ruffles its feathers on a cold winter morning 

As Part of the seasons of creation this sunday is animal Sunday, but wanting to give it a Kiwi twist I've decided to focus on Birds. New Zealand is a land of Birds and so it seem appropriate to give praise for them and join them in giving praise and thanks to God... It is partly a prayer I wrote a few years ago and I have to admit parts of it come across as a bit forced and laboured. It isn't really poetry but it is written in seven line stanzas with a refrain between.

As per usual please feel free to use any part or line you like or the whole thing or non of it.

On the dense bush clad hills

Across Rich pasture land, vineyard and orchard

In the Hedge rows and specimen trees of suburbia

And the single concrete encased trees of city centres

At even the faintest hint of light they raise their voices

Our land of birds sings its dawn chorus praise to you O God

And we join our voices to theirs to thank you Lord



From our islands of birds, we give you praise O lord



We praise you for the wonder of our seabirds

The long alone glide of Albatross over stormy Southern Ocean

The graceful flight, sudden plunge and splash of Gannet

The long journey back to clifftop homes, for roost and rest

The demanding harsh squawk of gull and skua

The purposeful low tide wade of spoonbill, oyster catcher and heron

And Dotterel dance on sandy shore



From our islands of birds, we give you praise O lord



For the bush dwellers unique to this place we thank you

The rare night time screech of kiwi, and satisfied morepork

The lonely kakapo boom, and cheeky antic of kea and kaka

The day time tunes of bell bird and tui, saddle back and robin

For fan tail flit and the beating air of Kereru swoop  

The seemingly effortless circle of watchful Falcon and Hawk

Pukeho and Weka strut, and welcome surprise of Takahe in tundra,



From our islands of birds, we give you praise O lord



For the birds that have come and made their home with us

Sparrow chirp, thrush and black bird in garden perch

The coo and the pooh of urban dwelling pigeon

The dazzle of red with rosellas in the park

Magpie in misty field, geese guarding and black swan gliding

Hen cluck and rooster call, duck waddle with pond and river grace

Pets of Parakeet, budgie and Cockatoo to talk to you



 From our islands of birds, we give you praise O lord



We join them to praise you for the wonder of your creation

The night sky, galaxy and star, that point us to eternity

The beauty of land and sea, flora and fauna

We join them to acknowledge your provision

That every good gift comes from your hand

You make the crops to grow and the earth to bear fruit

Gave us gift and talent to make it grow and to earn our keep



From our islands of birds, we give you praise O lord



We join them to praise you for your grace

You sent your son Jesus to be our way, our light

His death our forgiveness and being raised our new life

God who knows even when a sparrow falls to the ground

Fill us afresh with your spirit we pray

That we may know you more and more, tell your truth

That we may Love people, care for creation, and live for your glory



From our islands of birds, we give you praise O lord

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