When the call of God is sounded
like the ram's horn long ago,
urging us to come, surrounded
by the faithful whom we know,
entering God's courts with praise,
we our prayer as incense raise,
and upon the cross we gaze
coming in response to God.
Next, the word of God is given,
broken bread to feed our souls,
word which is itself a leaven
to enrich and make us whole;
word which comes with driving force,
word which right and wrong divorce,
bringing us comfort and remorse,
spoken from the mouth of God.
Left to ponder the invasion
of the word of heart and mind,
God the Spirit's quick persuasion
moves us to respond in kind.
Common bread and wine we share,
grace of baptism and prayer,
others' needs and burdens bear
as we pledge ourselves to God!
Must we leave the place of meeting
where Christ's love and pow'r abound?
yes, a silent world lies waiting
for the glorious Gospel's sound!
So we leave, resolved to be
servants, who on bended knee,
show Christ's mercy endlessly
in obedience to our God.