But discovering late on that I had an additional reflection to produce for our early morning communion, in the walled Garden of Sir Thomas and Lady Dixon Park, taking the place of one of my female colleagues, prompted me to write not so much sermon, but a brief reflection which I finished with this song, set to the tune of "She moved through the fair..." The idea had been "bubbling under" for some time, though I hadn't been able to bring it to a head, but necessity is a good master. It is obviously based on the encounter between Mary Magdalene and the risen Christ in John 20 v10ff, and I am sure that someone else will have done something similar before, as it is an obvious fit... But here is my version... Just be thankful you didn't have to hear me sing it!
She moved through the garden
At the break of the day
And saw there a gard’ner
And this he did say
“Tell me why are you weeping?”
O why do you cry?”
And to his enquiry
This was her reply:
“O where have they tak’n
The corpse of my Lord?
Tell me where I can fetch him
Without one more word.”
For she could not see clearly
Because of her grief,
That he was the one who
Would bring her relief.
He simply said “Mary”
Not one other thing.
She cried out “Rabboni”
And to him did cling.
But he stepped away from her
And he her then sends
to say “He is risen!”
unto all his dear friends.
Selah
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