This song was written as part of a pastoral essay considering the Christian response to dementia, which in 1992 was very sketchy; thankfully much has been published and put into practice since.

The first verse is for dementia sufferers who face awful loss, as in Psalm 88; the second verse, for those who watch and care, reflects 1 Peter 1:3-5.

Since 1992 people facing all sorts of other losses have found this song helpful.
 

O Lord, this time now is ending

O Lord, this time now is ending.
How did the sand flow so fast?
How can I leave all You gave me and made me and meekly give them up?
And yet You know me,
And yet You hurt me,
Your love it pierces to my bone.
My life is naked,
My hands stretch open,
Your Cross to bear is all I own.

My God, can this be new creation
Can life begin in decay?
Can Light be seen in faith’s stumbling and darkness, a quick’ning from the dead?
This is Your story,
Where is Your glory?
Your love it raised Christ from the tomb.
So clothe our lives
And fill our hands,
Your resurrection is our hope.

This is Your story;
Where is Your glory?
Your love it raised Christ from the tomb.
So clothe our lives
And fill our hands;
Your resurrection is our own.


Copyright © 1992 Jill Cheverton, revchev@email.com


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