1. Let’s remind each other how the world was won
— not with mighty army, nor with soldier’s gun;
his unlikely palace: Mother Mary’s womb;
Operation Jesus from a borrowed room.

2. Flesh and bone, so fragile, his strategic way:
with a broken body Jesus won the day.
Cluster bombs and rifles
— he had none of these.
They were never needed for his victory.

3. Though this man was helpless, Satan’s kingdom fell.
Weakness was the weapon that defeated hell.
Feeble flesh, so human, just like mine and yours,
brought the world to safety, opened heaven’s door.

4. May I sit beside you in this quiet room?
Though the darkness hides you, dawn is coming soon.
When the night is gone, your legs will walk again,
death will be destroyed and life will never end.

Robin Mann © 2002

For Christmas, a different v.4

4. May I lie beside you, in your manger bed,
Will I know or care what danger lies ahead?
If I feel your breath upon my face, I know
heaven’s power is with me everywhere I go.

Keith Stiller, a Lutheran pastor in Queensland, emailed me a couple of months before Christmas 2001, asking if I might write a song for him, for their Christmas Eve service. He had thought of using a 17th century hymn full of military imagery but, deciding that it was archaic, asked if I could write a new one. After at first feeling negative towards the idea — I’m not much into wars and militarism — I studied the older words and decided that I could do something similar. Jesus is not the Saviour of the World through superior military power, but wins through losing, lives by dying, is strong by being weak. The invasion of Afghanistan gave the song an edge that it might not have when war is not the first story in the news every night. And of course this still applies in March 2003.

2021 - Where do we go from here?

Breezin' along in my Japanese coupe, breezin' along with the windows down. The dog keeps sniffing the air - he's got an empty head but he's alright. We've got time to spare, time to get where, we don't know, and who cares?

And the days go fast and the nights go faster
Lord, where do we go from here?
Lord, where do you want me to be? (© Robin Mann 1972)

Some questions keep on coming, and this is one of them.
The pandemic has put a hold on so much, and while Australia is in a better position than many, uncertainty remains.

Two weeks ago I  finished a song 'In the year that's coming'. It ends with:

May your love shine through us,
every day renew us,
keep on coming to us, 
stay with us
in the coming year.