Cloth for the cradle |
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Wae's me for Prince Charlie
(Scottish Trad) |
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Cloth for the cradle, cradle for the child,
The child for our every joy and
sorrow;
Find him a shawl that’s woven
by us all
To welcome the Lord of each tomorrow.
Darkness
and light and all that’s known by sight,
Silence and echo fading,
Weave into one a welcome for the Son,
Set earth its own maker serenading.
Cloth for the cradle......
Claimant
and queen, wage earners in between,
Trader and travelling preacher,
Weave into one a welcome for the Son,
Whose word brings new life to every creature.
Cloth for the cradle......
Hungry
and poor, the sick and the unsure,
Wealthy, whose needs are stranger,
Weave into one a welcome for the Son,
Leave excess and want beneath the manger.
Cloth for the cradle......
Wrinkled
or fair, carefree or full of care,
Searchers of all the ages,
Weave into one a welcome for the Son,
The Saviour of shepherds and of sages.
Cloth
for the cradle......
©1987
WGRG,
Iona
Community, Govan,
Glasgow
G51 3UU
,
Scotland
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