“Blue Planet, Rising, Soaring through the Cosmos” (Tune: ‘Londonderry Air’, 184.108.40.206.220.127.116.11)
by Andrew Pratt See Hymns for our Planet
Blue planet, rising, soaring through the cosmos,
was lent in trust for us to tend and care
while children, young in wisdom, call in anguish,
for all they see now fills them with despair.
The wonder of the sky has drawn us upwards,
our eyes diverted by the moon and stars,
and as we dream we lose our moral compass,
and in our greed we grasp creation, call it ours.
Time runs away, our life on earth is finite,
young prophets calling, needing us to act
are crying out, lamenting for our planet,
while ‘adults’ sleep, denying fear and fact.
Still others stand, immune, ignore the future,
absolved from fault for all that comes to pass.
When will we grasp the need for urgent action,
see clearly, not net curtained, or through frosted glass?
While sands of time run down, are gone and finished,
in fear of change we hanker for the past,
but life on earth is threatened by inaction,
as lethargy and greed resist and last.
Good God forgive us for each fault and faction,
unwillingness to change to save this earth.
God give us ears to hear the words of wisdom
that we might save this planet, cradle of our birth.
(Andrew Pratt 29/10/2021 – Responding to Greta Thunberg ahead of and following COP 26)
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