“REFUGEES” BY BRIAN BILSTON
THEY HAVE NO NEED OF OUR HELP
SO DO NOT TELL ME
THESE HAGGARD FACES COULD BELONG TO YOU OR ME
SHOULD LIFE HAVE DEALT A DIFFERENT HAND
WE NEED TO SEE THEM FOR WHO THEY REALLY ARE
CHANCERS AND SCROUNGERS
LAYABOUTS AND LOUNGERS
WITH BOMBS UP THEIR SLEEVES
CUT-THROATS AND THIEVES
THEY ARE NOT
WE SHOULD MAKE THEM
GO BACK TO WHERE THEY CAME FROM
SHARE OUR FOOD
SHARE OUR HOMES
SHARE OUR COUNTRIES
INSTEAD LET US
BUILD A WALL TO KEEP THEM OUT
IT IS NOT OKAY TO SAY
THESE ARE PEOPLE JUST LIKE US
A PLACE SHOULD ONLY BELONG TO THOSE WHO ARE BORN THERE
DO NOT BE SO STUPID TO THINK THAT
THE WORLD CAN BE LOOKED AT ANOTHER WAY
(NOW READ FROM BOTTOM TO TOP)
A WELL-ATTENDED event took place at the Friends Meeting House in Chichester last Sunday to mark the life and work of Bishop George Bell.
Poems were read on the twin themes of love and justice, including those by TS Eliot, John Betjeman, WH Auden, Wendy Cope and George Bell.
Richard Symonds, of the Bell Society, said: “At the end of the evening there was a collection for the Medical Foundation for the Victims of Torture. A similar event is now planned for Bishop Bell’s 60th anniversary next year.”
He was the Bishop of Chichester between 1929 and 1958.
He became well-known for his work helping refugees during the Second World War.
http://www.hymnary.org/text/once_to_every_man_and_nation (Hat-Tip : JG)
1 Once to ev’ry man and nation
Comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of truth and falsehood,
For the good or evil side;
Some great cause, some great decision,
Off’ring each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever
‘Twixt that darkness and that light.
2 Then to side with truth is noble,
When we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit,
And ’tis prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses
While the coward stands aside.
Till the multitude make virtue
Of the faith they had denied.
3 By the light of burning martyrs,
Christ, Thy bleeding feet we track,
Toiling up new Calv’ries ever
With the cross that turns not back;
New occasions teach new duties,
Ancient values test our youth;
They must upward still and onward,
Who would keep abreast of truth.
4 Tho’ the cause of evil prosper,
Yet the truth alone is strong;
Tho’ her portion be the scaffold,
And upon the throne be wrong;
Yet that scaffold sways the future,
And, behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God within the shadow,
Keeping watch above His own.
Source: Baptist Hymnal 2008 #538
James Russell Lowell
|Short Name:||James Russell Lowell|
|Full Name:||Lowell, James Russell, 1819-1891|
Lowell, James Russell, LL.D., was born at Cambridge, Massachusetts, February 22, 1819; graduated at Harvard College, 1838, and was called to the Bar in 1840. Professor of Modern Languages and Literature (succeeding the Poet Longfellow) in Harvard, 1855; American Minister to Spain, also to England in 1881. He was editor of the Atlantic Monthly, from 1857 to 1862; and of the North American Review from 1863 to 1872. Professor Lowell is the most intellectual of American poets, and first of her art critics and humorists. He has written much admirable moral and sacred poetry, but no hymns. One piece, “Men, whose boast it is that ye” (Against Slavery), is part of an Anti-Slavery poem, and in its present form is found in Hymns of the Spirit, 1864. Part of this is given in Songs for the Sanctuary, N.Y., 1865, as “They are slaves who will not choose.” [Rev. F. M. Bird, M.A.]
–John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)
A Poem by Brian Worsfold of Chichester
I raise my glass to Bishop Bell
Is he really now in hell?
And if it be so then I pray,
That I may join him there one day!
For then eternity would pass
Much quicker, and we’d raise a glass
And raise it to the place
Where those who never sinned
Sit smug and never look within.
Does his life’s work now count for nought?
It seems this now is what we’re taught.
God bless the Bishop now I say
I’ll sing his praises every day.