Jesus was preaching, he stood in a boat
It was quite like a pulpit but this one could float.
It was borrowed from Simon who’d fished through the night
And was feeling depressed as he’d not got one bite.
He was cleaning his nets with two of his men
When Jesus said “go out again”
Simon said, “You’re a carpenter, that’s very good
And I’m sure you’re an expert at sawing up wood
And I couldn’t make you a neat dovetail joint
Or fit sturdy hinges, but that’s not the point.
We’re fishermen, Jesus, that’s what we do –
And frankly, we don’t need instructions from you
Look at these guys, they’re experienced men
And Jesus said, “Go out again”
They looked at each other, they looked at the skies
And then they looked straight into Jesus’ eyes
Then they pushed out their boat from the edge of the lake
And let down their nets – though it seemed a mistake.
John said, “We’ll catch water – that will be nice,
We can fry it or grill it and eat it with rice!”
James said “water won’t grill, mate, it’s always too wet”
Then Simon said “Hang on, I can’t move the net!
The catch was enormous, the boat almost sank
They only just got it back safe to the bank
And that was with help from a few other men
After Jesus said “Go out again”
Simon fell to his knees and said, “Lord, I’m a sinner
Please leave us alone – take some fish for your dinner!”
But Jesus said Simon, you’ve seen nothing yet
You’re still going fishing, but not with a net
I need disciples, go fishing for men
Get up, Simon, go out again.
So Simon went out, and the others went too
And made lots of disciples, like me and like you
And the work is continuing, year after year
Which is why, I suppose, we are all sitting here.
And Jesus still sends us on his great commission
You can still hear his voice if you try hard to listen
Above all the noise of two thousand and ten
You’ll hear Jesus say “Go out”
When Jesus had gone back to Heaven
The disciples were feeling quite low
And none of them knew what they all ought to do
And nobody knew where to go.
So they met in a room like they used to
To see what they all could agree
It was “Peter’s Collection of Christians”
So they called it the first PCC
Then a great rushing wind came around them
Some screamed and some cried and some laughed
And Thomas, as usual complaining,
Said “I don’t like this room – there’s a draught!”
Then great tongues of flame rose above them
And settled on everyone’s head.
Peter tried to stay calm, but he thought – with alarm –
“If this isn’t from Jesus we’re dead!”
Then they all felt the power inside them
Cos the flames were the spirit of God
And they called out in praise – but in strange foreign ways –
Although none of them thought it was odd.
From all around people came running
To see what was causing the noise.
There were people from all round the world there
Old men, grannies and young girls and boys.
A foreigner said “Aru Humbar”
As he turned round to talk to his wife.
Which means “That bloke is speaking our language-
But I’m sure he’s lived here all his life!”
And everyone else said the same thing
They couldn’t believe their own ears
Then a bloke in the crowd, just a LITTLE too loud
Said “they’ve all had too many cold beers”
Then Peter stood up, feeling big, brave and burly,
Saying “Friends, we’re not drunk – for a start it’s too early!
But we’ve got a message from God, up in Heaven
To send round the world – yes – even to Devon”
Then he told them of Jesus who’d been crucified
He said “You were all there so you all know he died,
But he came back that Sunday as fit as a fiddle –
(apart from the holes in his hands and his middle)
The crowd were astonished and many believed
And that’s how the first Christian church was conceived.
And the gospel’s still travelling – good news for the lost
Unchanged since it set out – that first Pentecost.
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