A Prayer for Saturday
Old Stories Become New Songs
(On reading 1 & 2 Samuel)
We love to tell the old, old story.
We love to sing the old, old song
of your saving deeds of mercy and
freedom and
healing and
newness.
We now about Exodus freedom
and dancing tambourines.
We now about land and huge clusters of grape.
We know about rivers of water and
rivers of oil.
We now about the strangeness that
the blind see,
the lame walk,
the lepers are cleansed,
the dead are raised,
the poor rejoice.
We know. Give us courage to
trust what we know and to
obey what we hope.
We know that the old, old story - in our telling - becomes
a new, dangerous, transforming song. And so we sing!
(Walter Brueggemann, Prayers for a Privileged People, 109)
(On reading 1 & 2 Samuel)
We love to tell the old, old story.
We love to sing the old, old song
of your saving deeds of mercy and
freedom and
healing and
newness.
We now about Exodus freedom
and dancing tambourines.
We now about land and huge clusters of grape.
We know about rivers of water and
rivers of oil.
We now about the strangeness that
the blind see,
the lame walk,
the lepers are cleansed,
the dead are raised,
the poor rejoice.
We know. Give us courage to
trust what we know and to
obey what we hope.
We know that the old, old story - in our telling - becomes
a new, dangerous, transforming song. And so we sing!
(Walter Brueggemann, Prayers for a Privileged People, 109)
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