May our God bloom and grow

Grant you peace, clean and bright ...

I went in to Overcomer's Outreach again last night. Usually this means I also attend the Healing Service beforehand, which is quite different. They do something a little culturally odd at the end of the service (but all those attending seem to find their own peculiar joy in the moment, even if it's tinged with a little amusement) and that is that everyone stands and joins hands in circles all over the Cathedral to sing a doxology. So we all hold hands, sway and swing our arms about, sing (with feeling!), smile at each other and feel the love.

Mostly it's been the doxology "Now unto him ..." but the last couple of times we have sung one I don't know, to the tune of Edelweiss. (And being there holding hands with my recovering friends singing along to Edelweiss makes me feel like my life is a movie.)

But then you know what happens - I am stuck with that tune for the next three days! Only because I don't know the words of the doxology, I get it all confused in my head and have lines swirling about up there like those above. And I can't even find the words on google (perhaps it is a Cathedral special) to put myself out of my misery.