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notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK
Thursday, April 28, 2005Keep it flying - revisited John Vincent based on The Red Flag. We exchanged wickedly subversive ideas about sneaking this into our confirmation service next Thursday - election night, you notice. Which of course we won't, for fear of offending the bishop. How feebly compromised we have become. Which reminds me that during the previous election campaign a raging Trotskyite accused me of being a "whited sepulchre." If I understood what he meant I suspect I might have to agree he was right.
But despite all that I'll be whistling this near a maypole on Bank Holiday Monday:
God's Kingdom's flag is deepest red,
O'er strugglers now and martyred dead,
Christ calls disciples still today,
Take up my cross, walk in my way.
Then raise his scarlet standard high.
Beneath its folds we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep Christ's red flag flying here.
His Kingdom makes our hopes arise:
All shall be free, and good, and wise,
All will their heavenly fullness bear,
All will have riches, all will share.
Let's join his movement, grasp his hand,
See tiny foretastes in our land,
Here let his Commonwealth begin!
Let's give and share, and let all in!
John Vincent, from HYMNS OF THE CITY, £2 incl p&p from UTU