One that did not was from Bridge City Monthly Meeting.
Hallelujah Epistle
Lyrics to the Bridge City "Hallelujah Epistle" performed at community night.
I. We meet in Forest Grove this year
To greet dear Friends from far and near
While eating meals in tents upon the lawn, yeah
Those plastic forks
Thou shall not waste
Care for the earth,
we have embraced
They say we are a people quite peculiar
Hallalujah, Hallalujah
Hallalujah, Hallalujah
II. We couldn’t connect to cyberspace
We had to resort to face to face
And put aside our personal computers
Release, return, receive, respond
Connecting with the great beyond
It turns out body prayer is pretty cool, yeah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
III. The building that
was last year’s Light
Had turned into a construction site,
And confusion worked its way right down into ya
Construction noise
Was bad at times
The thumps and bumps
And buzz saw whines,
Despite it all the Light just shined right through ya
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
IV. Tom Rawson’s our presiding Clerk
No banjo, but he’s hard at work,
With dreams of fishing on the Calapooia
There were a few
long plenaries
Fast fading
in our memories
Like changes to the structure they put to ya
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
V. So as we leave this Friendly place
We’re grateful for the love and grace
It’s not the accommodations that really drew ya
Deep worship and,
Good fellowship,
What’s not to like?
It’s worth the trip!
Come back to Annual Session it’ll renew ya!
I. We meet in Forest Grove this year
To greet dear Friends from far and near
While eating meals in tents upon the lawn, yeah
Those plastic forks
Thou shall not waste
Care for the earth,
we have embraced
They say we are a people quite peculiar
Hallalujah, Hallalujah
Hallalujah, Hallalujah
II. We couldn’t connect to cyberspace
We had to resort to face to face
And put aside our personal computers
Release, return, receive, respond
Connecting with the great beyond
It turns out body prayer is pretty cool, yeah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
III. The building that
was last year’s Light
Had turned into a construction site,
And confusion worked its way right down into ya
Construction noise
Was bad at times
The thumps and bumps
And buzz saw whines,
Despite it all the Light just shined right through ya
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
IV. Tom Rawson’s our presiding Clerk
No banjo, but he’s hard at work,
With dreams of fishing on the Calapooia
There were a few
long plenaries
Fast fading
in our memories
Like changes to the structure they put to ya
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
V. So as we leave this Friendly place
We’re grateful for the love and grace
It’s not the accommodations that really drew ya
Deep worship and,
Good fellowship,
What’s not to like?
It’s worth the trip!
Come back to Annual Session it’ll renew ya!
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