The ‘Inner Self’

Poems & Thoughts of a Lincolnshire Man

The Stewards Prayer’ to add

PSALM 23 IN LINCOLNSHIRE DIALECT –
THE GOOD SHEPHERD

The Lords me Shepperd, I want fer nowt
He makes me lig o’er in a cloise full o’ green gress
And leads me to a beck thats surging wi runnin’ wa’er. He mends all thats brokken and I feel so’er much beher . He puts me on the reight roaad.
Sometimes I hev ta walk through a valley that is as dark as death
But I ween’t be frit, noa, cos ‘es wi me all the the time.
‘E guides me we ‘is shepherd’s croook and ‘e ez a long esh stick that ‘e beats the livin day-lights out of anything that would do me any ‘arm.
He throws a paree an’ I’m the guest of ‘onour an’ all me enemies ar wetching.
And ‘e does a funny thing; ‘e puts oil on me heead!
An’ ‘e keep fillin’ me tankard till it runned o’er.
Now’t ill ‘appen to me fer the rest o’ me daays.
Then I’ll live wi’ ‘Im in the Big ‘Owse fer ivver.

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A PRAYER FOR DREAMERS

We pray for the dreamers of this life, O God,
for those persons who image new possibilities,
who long for what others cannot perceive,
who spin dreams of wonder & majesty in their minds.
Defend them from ridicule and harsh criticism,
from self-doubt and lack of faith in their dreams,
and from abandonment of the call to make things new.
Grant that from their dreams
may come forth blessings for all humankind
to enrich the quality of life
and the wonderment of us all,
in Christ’s name we pray. Amen

((C) Vienna Cobb Anderson 1991)

A LINCOLNSHIRE BENEDICITE:
O All Ye Works of the Lord, Praise Ye The Lord!