I danced on a Friday when the world turned black

It's hard to dance with the devil on your back

They buried my body, they thought I was gone

But I am the dance, and the dance goes on

Dance, dance, wherever you may be

I am the lord of the dance, said he

And I lead you all, wherever you may be

And I lead you all in the dance, said he.

Sydney Carter (1915–2004)

  1. Bullet    A New Song.pdfOpening Prayer

  2. Bullet    Living And Loving.pdfOpening Prayer

  3. Bullet    Migraine Prayer.pdfOpening Prayer

  4. Bullet    Summer In The City Eucharist.pdfEucharist

  5. Bullet    The Openshaw Jerusalem.pdfSong


Music and Dance