SEEDS OF CHANGE

words and music by Carolyn McDade

This is a time when we honour and name
those who gathered before us.
This is a time we hear God's word
in the voices never heard
who shatter all myths of pretension

Out of the truth of those turned away,
blamed, oppressed and discarded,
Who shall reap and who shall sow?
Who decides what seeds will grow
and who lays a claim to the harvest?

CHORUS:
Fire of passion, light of vision,
into the ashes we sow seeds of change
rooting a wisdom, dark and fertile,
yielding a harvest of hope
good for all people who live in the land.

Cycles move; people can change,
turning fresh in the morning
Blossoms of joy amidst the pain
Love that died is born again
and sacred all lands and all peoples

Out of the ash, a cauldron of green
fresh, eager, and faithful
hope long scorned by 'powers that be'
lives now as people free
their dreams for tomorrow reviving

CHORUS:
Fire of passion, light of vision,
into the ashes we sow seeds of change
rooting a wisdom, dark and fertile,
yielding a harvest of hope
good for all people who live in the land.

Stay with, stay with, stay with, stay with...

A time to plow, a time to sow,
A time to tend, a time to grow
gather, lay fallow, then turn the earth
again, again

Stay with, stay with, stay with, stay with...

 



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