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Climate Justice Evening: Prayers and Readings






‘It becomes ever clearer that climate change is the

greatest threat we and future generations face.

A true horseman of the apocalypse.

-Justin Welby, Archbishop of Canterbury


“Climate change is moving faster than we are –

and its speed has provoked a sonic boom SOS across our world.

We face a direct existential threat.”

-António Guterres, United Nations Secretary-General


“Listen to the cry of the earth and the cry of the poor, who suffer the most.

The urgent need for interventions can no longer be postponed.”

-Pope Francis


“The future of the human race is now at stake.”

-Rowan Williams, Former Archbishop of Canterbury


Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines,

the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the

flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls,

yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation

-Habakkuk 3:17–18 (ESV)


Agnus Dei

Verse 1 Alleluia, Alleluia, For the Lord God Almighty reigns. Alleluia, Alleluia! For the Lord God Almighty reigns. Alleluia!

Holy!

Chorus Holy are You, Lord God Almighty! Worthy is the Lamb! Worthy is the Lamb!

You are holy!

Holy are You, Lord God Almighty! Worthy is the Lamb! Worthy is the Lamb! Amen.

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My Father’s World (Lyrics) - PKYB


Is it true what they say,

That good things come to those who pay?

And as the notes, they trickle down

You hear the sound of loosening chains


Is this my father’s world?

Is this my father’s world?

Is this my father’s world?

Is this my father’s world?


Greed unrestrained, is taking lives

It puts us to shame

‘Cus the poor, they pay the cost

For all our wants, our dreams,

Our selfishness


Is this my father’s world?

Is this my father’s world?

Is this my father’s world?

Is this my father’s world?


Why do the wicked always win?

We’re in the grips of evil men

The tears stream down, we’re at a loss

Lord please have mercy, woe to us


We look to the day

When justice comes like healing rain

And the earth, scorched with fire

Springs anew and grows again


This is my father’s world

This is my father’s world

This is my father’s world

This is my father’s world



Evening Prayer


Father of Creation,

The Beginning and the End.

As our evening prayer rises before you,

So may your Spirit descend,

And hold us in your love,

To you be all praise and glory.


As we face the night,

Our hearts are heavy,

Knowing that this world of yours is groaning.

For redemption, healing and wholeness.


As we face the night,

Our souls are sad,

Knowing that another day has passed,

Where we are plunged further into a world of climate breakdown.


Temperatures rise,

Lord have mercy.


Sea Levels rise,

Christ have mercy.


We pray,

For the world’s most vulnerable,

Let your kingdom come,


For those who are hungry.

Let your kingdom come.


For climate refugees,

Let your kingdom come.


For the structures and systems

that support death and domination

Let your kingdom come,


Do not be silent O God,

Pull the mighty from their thrones.

Stand up for the Oppressed,

Let your will be done.


Father of Creation,

The Alpha and the Omega,

As our evening prayer rises before you,

So may your Spirit descend,

And hold us in your sweet embrace.

For you are our hope and comfort.


As we go into the night,

We thank you that you hold us.


When we close our eyes in sleep ,

We thank you for your peace.


As we reflect upon our day,

We thank you that you forgive us.


Father of Creation,

God and Father of Our Lord Jesus Christ,

We thank you for your Son,

Our Saviour,

The Good Shepherd,

Jesus.


May he this night lead us by quiet waters,

As this world walks through the valley of the shadow of death.


May he anoint our head with oil,

And bid our anxious thoughts to flee.


Father of Creation,

The Beginning and the End.

As our evening prayer rises before you,

So may your Spirit descend,

And hold us in your love

To you be all praise and glory.

Into thy hands, O Lord, I commend my soul and my body.

Bless us, have mercy upon us, and grant us life eternal.

Amen


A Lament


Father of Creation,

God of Compassion

You created a world of wonder,

Of possibility and potential.

You declared it to be good.

For this, we give thanks.

To you be praise, honour and glory.


Father of Creation,

God of Compassion,

This world is no longer as you intended it to be.

Humanity has betrayed its calling,

To tend and keep,

Creation groans.


For this, we weep,

Lord, have mercy.


For this, we mourn,

Christ, have mercy.


On our watch,

We reap what we have sown,


On our watch,

Sea levels rise,


For this, we weep,

Lord, have mercy.


For this, we mourn,

Christ, have mercy.


On our watch,

Forests destroyed,


On our watch,

Malnutrition increases.


For this, we weep,

Lord, have mercy,


For this, we mourn,

Christ, have mercy.


And so now with tears in our eyes we look to you,

With regret,

With repentance,

Knowing the difficult decades that we face,

As temperatures rise,

Extinctions increase,

As we come to terms with our existential plight.


For our children,

Lord, have mercy.


For our grandchildren,

Christ, have mercy.


For the world's most vulnerable,

Christ, have mercy.


Father of Creation,

God of Compassion,

Wake us from our slumber,

Equip us afresh to be the justice-shaped people of God.


Father of Creation,

God of Compassion,

Wake us from our slumber,

Equip us afresh to our priestly and prophetic calling.


That we would speak truth in a culture of denial,

That we would enact hope in a culture of despair,

That we would face what will be with love-filled action,


That, in humanity’s darkest hour, you would enliven us, so

We would bandage the wounds of those caught beneath the wheels of climate injustice,

That, in humanity’s darkest hour, we would have the courage,

To drive a spoke into the wheel of climate injustice itself.


Father of Creation,

God of Compassion,

You created a world of wonder,

Of possibility and potential.

You declared it to be good.


In our grief,

In our mourning,

We give thanks.

To you be praise, honour and glory.


Amen



Song


Oh, Lord hear my prayer,

Oh Lord, hear my prayer

When I call answer me.


Oh Lord, hear my prayer,

Oh Lord, hear my prayer,

Come and listen to me.



The Beatitudes

Blessed are the poor For theirs is the kingdom of God Blessed are they who mourn now For they will be comforted

Blessed are the meek For they will inherit the earth

Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for justice For they will be satisfied

Blessed are the merciful For they will be shown mercy

Blessed are the pure in heart For they will see God

Blessed are the peacemakers For they will be called the daughters and sons of God

Blessed are they who are persecuted because of righteousness For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.


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“We are not to simply bandage the wounds of victims caught beneath the wheels of injustice, we are to

drive a spoke into the wheel itself.”

― Dietrich Bonhoeffer

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