Capel y Boro Service Verdi Chorus of Hebrew Slaves, Opening music: Sun 17 May 2020 at 11am from ‘Nabucco’ Karl Jenkins And God shall Morriston Orpheus Choir wipe away all tears from ‘The

Service for Mental Health Armed Man: A Mass for Salm 57 Awareness Week Peace’

Mandela and Shakespeare’s God shall wipe away all tears and Complete texts, readings, Julius Caesar there shall be no more death, hymns with links, and neither sorrow nor crying, translations Song - Wyn Davies neither shall there be any more Count on Me Wyn Davies pain. Praise the Lord.

(Revelation 21:4) from John Milton Paradise Lost

John Clare View here: Written in Northampton County https://www.youtube.com/watch? Asylum v=WhXEHGKj8U4

Arr Brian Hughes Hiraeth Côr DInas

from Diary of Anne Frank

Message, from Prison letters of Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Be Still My Soul Intrada (Finlandia David T. Clydesdale, Jean Ysbryd y tragwyddol Dduw, Sibelius, Katharina Von Schlegel) disgyn arnom ni; Ysbryd y

Opening music: tragwyddol Dduw, disgyn arnom Prayers Karl Jenkins And God shall wipe ni: plyg ni, trin ni, golch ni, cod ni: including Prayer of Dame away all tears from ‘The Armed Julian of Norwich Ysbryd y tragwyddol Dduw, Man: A Mass for Peace’; Côr disgyn arnom ni. Caerdydd Glân gerwbiaid a seraffiaid

(Sanctaidd Iôr) Spirit of the eternal God, descend Intrada and Welcome (Richard Mant cyf. Alafon) upon us; Spirit of the eternal God,

descend upon us: Who would true valour see Blessing fold us, treat us, wash us, raise us: (John Bunyan) Spirit of the eternal God, descend

Closing music: A talk by John Jones on the upon us. Paul Simon hymn Newyddion braf Bridge over Troubled Water

(sung by NHS staff Llandudno, Newyddion braf a ddaeth i’n bro Who would true valour see, May 2020) (John Dafydd, cytgan Elfed Lewys) let him come hither;

one here will constant be,

Gwenallt come wind, come weather; from Dartmoor and Plasau’r there’s no discouragement Brenin shall make him once relent his first avowed intent O llefara, addfwyn Iesu to be a pilgrim. (William Williams) Whoso beset him round Ephesians 4: 1-16 / 17-32 with dismal stories do but themselves confound; his sermons at the Zoar Chapel in Elfed, as he was commonly known, his strength the more is. Southwark Street" was also from , No lion can him fright; from Blaenycoed, between he’ll with a giant fight, View here: and , but he will have a right https://www.youtube.com/watch? who came to London in 1898, to be a pilgrim. v=BVIM4_gan4E initially to Harecourt Chapel, a famous place of worship in Islington, before being invited to Hobgoblin nor foul fiend lead the Tabernacle, King’s Cross can daunt his spirit; A talk by John Jones on the in 1904 where he remained for he knows he at the end hymn Newyddion braf almost forty years. shall life inherit.

Then fancies fly away, The next hymn was written by a Elfed started preaching at an early he’ll fear not what men say; shoesmith from the village of age and was known locally as the Caeo, in the hills between he’ll labour night and day “Boy Preacher”. While he was at Lampeter and Llandovery. His to be a pilgrim. Newcastle Emlyn grammar school name was John Dafydd, and it’s he was introduced to poetry and rumoured that he made William the strict meters and began to Williams Pantycelyn’s shoes! John compete at eisteddfodau. He later Dafydd was a Methodist who was attended Carmarthen Presbytarian greatly influenced by the religious College where he won every prize ideas of John Bunyan, especially his during his four years there. The Pilgrim’s Progress, which was National Eisteddfod in Wrexham popular reading in in the in 1888 was called Elfed’s 18th century with its Puritan Eisteddfod as he won three of the overtones. literature prizes and it was during

this time that he wrote some of his This uplifting hymn first appeared most popular hymns. in Pantycelyn’s first collection of

Welsh hymns, Aleluia, in 1747 and After a period in England, Elfed was described as a meditation on returned to Wales, as minister of eternal life. The chorus, however, Park Chapel in Llanelli. While was added in the 20th century by there, he won the chair at the the minister of King’s Cross chapel National Eisteddfod in 1894 and in London, Howell Elvet Lewis, was editor of the Congregational originally for a different hymn by hymn book, Y Caniedydd John Dafydd Caeo. Elfed’s words Cynulleidfaol. were united with John Dafydd’s in

its current form in the Detholiad His long tenure at King’s Cross for the 1994 gymanfa programme. covered the 1904 revival, the 1st

World War and the Depression in the 20s. He helped a great many who had come to London in search of work during this time, received many honorary John Bunyan window at Southwark doctorates and became Archdruid Cathedral, the venue for the of the Gorsedd between 1924 and recording of this hymn on the link 1928. Retiring from King’s Cross in below and close to Capel y Boro. 1940, Elfed retired to Penarth and, Bunyan had a connection with despite failing eyesight, he Southwark. Horace Monroe writes: continued to travel to preach and "John Bunyan, the tinker of Bedford, lecture until his death in 1953. is connected with Southwark as the preacher who drew crowds to hear

Newyddion braf a ddaeth i’n David ‘Gwenallt’ Jones Euogrwydd oesoedd sydd bro, from Plasau’r Brenin yn methlu marw: hwy haeddent gael eu dwyn ar go', A Thywi las fel llinyn mae'r Iesu wedi cario'r dydd, yr hen wynfydau caiff carcharorion fynd yn rhydd. Yn dirwyn rhwng hwsmonaeth y gwaith a’r ydau. Cytgan: O llawenhawn, cydlawenhawn You heard them. The congregation am ddyfod Iesu Grist i’n byd; of the damned efe yw’r Gair, Duw cariad yw, Ascended and in session with their efe yw’r gobaith inni i gyd: dogs. Halelwia! Llawenhawn, Their screech owls, and their endless cydlawenhawn, Written in 1934, the novel’s hero cries am ddyfod Iesu Grist i’n byd. Myrddin Tomos echoes the writer’s of pain and guilt. Shapes writhing in own experience of imprisonment as the fog; But in your cell you gripped Mae Iesu Grist o'n hochor ni, a conscientious objector during your necklace of goodness, your fe gollodd ef ei waed yn lli; World War One. lucky charm, trwy rinwedd hwn fe'n dwg yn The blue river Tywi winding through iach Nid oedd yr un darlun ar y fields of hay and corn. i’r ochor draw 'mhen gronyn bach. muriau. Cerdyn rheolau’r car- char yn unig a hongiai ar un Gwenallt (the bardic name of David Wel, f'enaid, bellach cod dy ben, ohonynt. Darllenodd Myrddin James Jones, 1899 –1968) was one mae'r ffordd yn rhydd i'r nefoedd Tomos y rheolau drwyddynt yn of the most important figures of wen; fanwl, ac o ddiffyg llenyddiaeth 20th-century Welsh-language mae'n holl elynion ni yn awr amgenach i’w darllen, darllenodd literature. The poet created his mewn cadwyn gan y Brenin mawr. hwynt lawer gwaith ar ôl hynny, bardic name by transposing Alltwen, hyd oni wyddai hwy ar gof. the name of the village across the Good news has come to our region, Rheolau: 1. Rhaid i garcharorion river from his birthplace. it is worthy to be brought to mind gadw distawrwydd […]. Gwenallt was born in Pontardawe, Jesus has carried the day, Glamorganshire, and was prisoners may go free. There wasn’t a single picture on the conscripted into the Army in 1917 walls. Only a card with the prison during World War I. He declared Chorus: rules hung on one of them. Myrddin himself a conscientious objector and O rejoice, rejoice Tomos read through the rules in was imprisoned at Wormwood for Jesus Christ came into our world; detail, and because of the lack of Scrubs before being transferred to he is the Word, God is love, alternative reading material, he read Princetown Work Centre in the he is the hope to us all: them many times after that, until he former Dartmoor Prison to until Hallelujah! We rejoice, knew them off by heart. The rules: April 1919, an experience he wrote rejoice, 1. The prisoners must maintain about in his 1941 poem ‘Dartmoor’ for Jesus Christ came into our world. silence […] and his 1934 novel ‘Plasau'r Brenin’. These are regarded as the first Jesus Christ is of our side, from Dartmoor specifically Welsh examples of He shed his blood as a stream; prison literature. through his merit he will lead us Poem written in 1941, also whole describing the writer’s imprisonment In ‘Dartmoor’ Gwenallt looked to to the far side after a little while. c1918 visions of rural Carmarthenshire to help get him through his prison life See, my soul, now raise thy head, A’r nos dôi cri ellyllon yn ddi-dor and it is also said it was during this the way is free to the blessed O’u seiat oerllyd yn y corsydd period that he fell in love with the heavens; garw, hymns of William Williams all our enemies are now Ysgrech ysbrydion o ryw ‘Pantycelyn’, whose work was to in chains by the great King. bant neu dor, inspire so much of his later religious poetry. Our next hymn ‘O llefara, by thy most delightful voice, are He who descended is the same addfwyn Iesu’ by William Williams silent one who ascended far above all was a Gwenallt favourite. holding their peace and going mute. the heavens, so that he might fill all things.) The gifts he gave were Not all the delights of nature, that some would be apostles, nor its chief sweetness of all, some prophets, some evangelists, will ever compare with the speech some pastors and teachers, to (pleasant, pure, forgiving) of grace; equip the saints for the work of let me hear the sound of thy words, ministry, for building up the body the authoritative words of heaven, of Christ, until all of us come to from within creating delight the unity of the faith and of the there is nothing similar to it. knowledge of the Son of God, to maturity, to the measure of the Say thou art as possessor to me, full stature of Christ. We must in plain, clear letters; no longer be children, tossed to break dry, dreary doubt, and fro and blown about by every dark and obstructive, before long; wind of doctrine, by people’s

I am longing to be able to hear trickery, by their craftiness in one of the pure words of heaven, deceitful scheming. But speaking

until black fear and sadness the truth in love, we must grow O llefara, addfwyn Iesu, eternally lose their place. up in every way into him who is mae dy eiriau fel y gwin, the head, into Christ, from oll yn dwyn i mewn dangnefedd View here: whom the whole body, joined ag sydd o anfeidrol rin; https://www.youtube.com/watch? and knitted together by every mae holl leisiau'r greadigaeth, v=TNDH2bICtp8 ligament with which it is holl ddeniadau cnawd a byd, equipped, as each part is working wrth dy lais hyfrytaf, tawel properly, promotes the body’s yn distewi a mynd yn fud. growth in building itself up in Ephesians 4 love. Ni all holl hyfrydwch natur, I therefore, the prisoner in the a'i melystra penna' i maes, Lord, beg you to lead a life Now this I affirm and insist on in fyth gymharu â lleferydd worthy of the calling to which the Lord: you must no longer live hyfryd, pur, maddeuol ras; you have been called, with all as the Gentiles live, in the futility gad im glywed sôn dy eiriau, humility and gentleness, with of their minds. They are awdurdodol eiriau'r nef, patience, bearing with one darkened in their understanding, oddi mewn yn creu hyfrydwch another in love, making every alienated from the life of God nad oes mo'i gyffelyb ef. effort to maintain the unity of the because of their ignorance and Spirit in the bond of peace. There hardness of heart. They have lost Dwed dy fod yn eiddo imi, is one body and one Spirit, just as all sensitivity and have abandoned mewn llythrennau eglur, clir; you were called to the one hope themselves to licentiousness, tor amheuaeth sych, digysur, of your calling, one Lord, one greedy to practise every kind of tywyll, dyrys, cyn bo hir; faith, one baptism, one God and impurity. That is not the way you 'rwy'n hiraethu am gael clywed Father of all, who is above all and learned Christ! For surely you un o eiriau pur y ne', through all and in all. But each of have heard about him and were nes bod ofon du a thristwch us was given grace according to taught in him, as truth is in Jesus. yn tragwyddol golli eu lle. the measure of Christ’s gift. You were taught to put away Therefore it is said,‘When he your former way of life, your old O speak, gentle Jesus, ascended on high he made self, corrupt and deluded by its thy words are like the wine, captivity itself a captive; he gave lusts, and to be renewed in the all leading into peace gifts to his people.’ (When it says, spirit of your minds, and to and are of immeasurable virtue; ‘He ascended’, what does it mean clothe yourselves with the new all the voices of the creation, but that he had also descended self, created according to the all attractions of flesh and world, into the lower parts of the earth? likeness of God in true O’er the homes that we knew written, Giuseppe Verdi’s ‘Chorus of righteousness and holiness. long ago. the Hebrew Slaves’, is from his 1842 opera ‘Nabucco’. It recollects So then, putting away falsehood, To the waters of Jordan bear the period of Babylonian captivity let all of us speak the truth to greeting after the loss of the First Temple in our neighbours, for we are To the downfallen temples of Jerusalem in 586 BCE. Much members of one another. Be Zion yearning for homeland and past angry but do not sin; do not let Oh, my country so fair and so memories, it is performed here in the sun go down on your anger, wretched English translation as ‘Speed your and do not make room for the Oh, remembrance of joy and of journey’, by the Morriston Orpheus devil. Thieves must give up woe! Choir. stealing; rather let them labour and work honestly with their Golden harps of the prophets, View here: own hands, so as to have Oh tell me, https://www.youtube.com/watch? something to share with the Why so silent ye hang from the v=Rp1E-lfTGUc needy. Let no evil talk come out willows? of your mouths, but only what is Once again sing the songs of our useful for building up, as there is homeland Salm 57 need, so that your words may Sing again of the days that are give grace to those who hear. past. Dangos drugaredd ata i, O Dduw, And do not grieve the Holy Spirit dangos drugaredd ata i! of God, with which you were We have drunk from the cup of Dw i'n troi atat ti am loches. marked with a seal for the day of affliction Dw i am guddio dan dy adenydd di redemption. Put away from you And have shed bitter tears of nes bydd y storm yma wedi mynd all bitterness and wrath and repentance. heibio. anger and wrangling and slander, Oh, inspire us, Jehovah with Dw i'n galw ar Dduw, y Goruchaf; together with all malice, and be courage ar y Duw sydd mor dda tuag ata i. kind to one another, tender- So that we may endure to the Bydd yn anfon help o'r nefoedd hearted, forgiving one another, as last. i'm hachub. God in Christ has forgiven you. Bydd yn herio y rhai sy'n fy erlid. Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate; va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colli, Bydd yn dangos ei ofal ffyddlon Verdi Chorus of Hebrew Slaves, ove olezzano tepide e molli amdana i! from ‘Nabucco’ l'aure dolci del suolo natal! Mae llewod ffyrnig o'm cwmpas i Del Giordano le rive saluta, ym mhobman, di Sionne le torri atterrate. rhai sy'n bwyta pobl — Mae eu dannedd fel picellau neu O, mia patria, sì bella e perduta! saethau, O, membranza, sì cara e fatal! a'u tafodau fel cleddyfau miniog.

Dangos dy hun yn uwch na'r Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati, nefoedd, O Dduw, perché muta dal salice pendi? i dy ysblander gael ei weld drwy'r Le memorie nel petto raccendi, byd i gyd! ci favella del tempo che fu! Maen nhw wedi gosod rhwyd i geisio fy nal — O simile di Sòlima ai fati a minnau'n isel fy ysbryd. traggi un suono di crudo lamento, Maen nhw wedi cloddio twll ar fy Speed your journey, my thoughts o t'ispiri il Signore un concento nghyfer i, and my longings. che ne infonda al patire virtù! ond nhw fydd yn syrthio i mewn Speed your journey through iddo! mountains and valleys One of the most uplifting and Dw i'n benderfynol, O Dduw; Where the sweet scented air resolute piece of vocal music ever dw i'n hollol benderfynol! breathes a fragrance Dw i'n mynd i ganu mawl i ti! For your steadfast love is as high as represents the victory of good Deffro, fy enaid! the heavens; your faithfulness extends over evil. Thanks to this trick, Deffro, nabl a thelyn! to the clouds. Venkatrathnam convinced his Dw i'n mynd i ddeffro'r wawr Be exalted, O God, above the jailers that he was introducing a gyda'm cân. heavens. Bible: a trick that led to the birth Dw i'n mynd i ddiolch i ti, Let your glory be over all the earth. of a universal leadership O Arglwydd, o flaen pawb! philosophy that spans two Dw i'n mynd i ganu mawl i ti o centuries, conceived by flaen pobl o bob cenedl! Mandela and Shakespeare’s Shakespeare and implemented by Mae dy gariad di mor uchel â'r Julius Caesar Mandela. nefoedd, a dy ffyddlondeb di yn uwch na'r cymylau. Dangos dy hun yn uwch na'r nefoedd, O Dduw, i dy ysblander gael ei weld drwy'r byd i gyd!

Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful This is the story of a meeting Between 1975 and 1978, the to me, which took place behind the bars Robben Island bible passed from for in you my soul takes refuge; of a prison, through the expressive hand to hand among the political in the shadow of your wings I will take force of literature: the meeting prisoners, who had in the refuge, until the destroying storms between William Shakespeare and meantime developed a common pass by. Nelson Mandela. tradition: to annotate with date I cry to God Most High, and signature the most important to God who fulfils his purpose for me. The racial segregation of Apartheid passages identified in the text, He will send from heaven and save established by South Africa’s white about topics that were still me, he will put to shame those who population remained active until relevant after centuries: political trample on me. 1991 and Mandela, together with injustice and desire for revenge.

other countless activists, was one These phrases, originally written to God will send forth his steadfast love of the protagonists of its end. The entertain the spectators of London and his faithfulness. period he spent in prison lasted 27 theatres, have become, after being I lie down among lions that greedily years, the first 18 of which took borrowed and assimilated, the devour human prey; place in Robben Island, an island in words of an entire generation. their teeth are spears and arrows, front of Cape Town. their tongues sharp swords. One prisoner Billy Nair highlighted Be exalted, O God, above the How would it be possible to read the phrase “This island is mine” heavens. Shakespeare’s works in a prison which – if we read it Let your glory be over all the earth. where newspapers and even retrospectively – communicates a They set a net for my steps; letters were banned? With a repressed frustration shared with my soul was bowed down. Shakespearean deception... the character who pronounced it: They dug a pit in my path, Caliban, the slave in The Tempest, but they have fallen into it themselves. A book, containing a complete who desired to possess the island

collection of Shakespeare’s works on which he was imprisoned. My heart is steadfast, O God, and known today as the Robben Shakespeare’s language proves to my heart is steadfast. Island Bible, was introduced be timeless and universal. I will sing and make melody. clandestinely by Sonny Awake, my soul! Venkatrathnam, a political prisoner The language of the playwright Awake, O harp and lyre! like Mandela. He cleverly deceived looks even more universal if we I will awake the dawn. the prison guards, masking the read the sentence highlighted by I will give thanks to you, O Lord, volume with a representation of Mandela on December 16, 1977, among the peoples; Diwali, the “Festival of Lights” extracted from Julius Caesar, a I will sing praises to you among the which represents the important work that fitted well into the fight nations. Indian holiday: a celebration that against the regime carried out by the most important personalities political prisoners. of our time, who found in his Everyone should have someone works the affinity about good and they can depend on "Cowards die many times before bad leadership, about what’s right Everybody needs a special friend their deaths. and what’s wrong, about plots and You were there when we needed The valiant never taste of death conspiracies. It can be seen as you but once. proof that Shakespeare’s words I’ll be there to help you through Of all the wonders that I yet have are universal and don’t belong to a count on me. heard, specific time: Julius Caesar was set Just count on me. It seems to me most strange that in Ancient Rome, written in the men should fear, seventeenth century and became Call my name let my voice lead Seeing that death, a necessary end, the backbone of the South African you through the darkness when Will come when it will come." National Revolution. That you’re feeling down or in distress collection represents, in its own way, a kind of Bible. A source of When everything seems wrong secular inspiration for South and you need help to carry on African heroes. count on me, just count on me. You can count on me, just count on me. Song - Wyn Davies Count on Me These words not only reveal the From Book One: similarities between Mandela and John Milton Paradise Lost Caesar’s determination, but they are connected with a personal experience, when the South African leader escaped from execution in 1960s. In his autobiography, we read similar words pronounced even before he’s read Julius Caesar: “I was prepared to die. One cannot be prepared for something while secretly believing it will not Call my name happen.” Let my voice see you through the darkness When you’re feeling down or in distress When everything seems wrong and you need help to carry on Of Man's first disobedience, and Count on me, just count on me. the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose It’s hurt you bad mortal taste It doesn’t paint a pretty picture Brought death into the World, It’s let you down and so unsure and all our woe, The date when Mandela signed this Dry your eyes and cry those tears With loss of Eden, till one passage of Shakespeare has also Together we can face your fears greater Man become symbolic: nowadays, on Count on me just count on me. Restore us, and regain the blissful December 16, South Africa seat, celebrates the Day of Don’t delay, you’ve gotta break Sing, Heavenly Muse, that, on the Reconciliation, a festival dedicated away secret top Your ship is near the rocks in a to the national unity of all Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire stormy sea ethnicities. It is incredible how That shepherd who first taught If you need a hand just call on me. Shakespeare has influenced one of the chosen seed In the beginning how the heavens else due to Covid 19. This is ironic But the huge shipwreck of my own and earth because in 1665 Milton and his esteem Rose out of Chaos: or, if Sion hill wife moved into the cottage to And all that 's dear. Even those I Delight thee more, and Siloa's escape the Plague in London, the loved the best brook that flowed last epidemic of bubonic plague in Are strange—nay, they are Fast by the oracle of God, I England. It killed around 100,000 stranger than the rest. thence people – a quarter of London’s Invoke thy aid to my adventurous population. No wonder Milton fled I long for scenes where man has song, the city with his family. They were to never trod— For scenes where woman never That with no middle flight intends be in Chalfont St Giles for a year, smiled or wept— to soar and whilst at this still chocolate-box- There to abide with my Creator, Above th' Aonian mount, while it pretty cottage, and in quarantine, God, pursues Milton completed his best-known And sleep as I in childhood sweetly Things unattempted yet in prose work, ‘Paradise Lost.’ slept, or rhyme. Full of high thoughts, unborn. So And chiefly thou, O Spirit, that let me lie,— dost prefer John Clare The grass below; above, the Before all temples th' upright Written in Northampton County vaulted sky. heart and pure, Asylum Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast Abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and John Clare (1793 –1864) was an support; English poet. The son of a farm That, to the height of this great labourer, he became known for his argument, celebrations of the English countryside I may assert Eternal Providence, and sorrows at its disruption. And justify the ways of God to men. His biographer Jonathan Bate called I AM! yet what I am who cares, or Clare "the greatest labouring-class knows? poet that England has ever produced. My friends forsake me like a No one has ever written more memory lost. powerfully of nature, of a rural I am the self-consumer of my childhood, and of the alienated and woes; unstable self”. They rise and vanish, an oblivious host, Between Christmas and New Year in Shadows of life, whose very soul is 1841, Clare was committed to the lost. Northampton General Lunatic Asylum And yet I am—I live—though I am (now St Andrew's Hospital, pictured Milton's Cottage is a timber-framed toss'd above) after years of suffering from 16th-century building in the mental health issues. He remained Buckinghamshire village of Chalfont Into the nothingness of scorn and there for the rest of his life (over 20 St Giles. It was the former home of noise, years) under the humane regime of writer John Milton, and is normally Into the living sea of waking dream, Dr Thomas Octavius Prichard, who open to the public as a writer's Where there is neither sense of encouraged and helped him to write. house museum. Except now of life, nor joys, course it is closed like everywhere Arr Brian Hughes Hiraeth You couldn't do this and you couldn't do that, but life went on. Dwedwch, fawrion o wybodaeth My friend Jacque always said to O ba beth y gwaethpwyd hiraeth; me, "I don't dare do anything A pha ddefnydd a roed ynddo anymore, 'cause I'm afraid it's not Na ddarfyddo wrth ei wisgo. allowed." In the summer of 1941 Grandma got sick and had to Derfydd aur a derfydd arian have an operation, so my Derfydd melfed, derfydd sidan; birthday passed with little Derfydd pob di elldyn helaeth celebration. In the summer of Eto er hyn ni dderfydd hiraeth. 1940 we didn't do much for my birthday either, since the fighting Hiraeth, mawr a hiraeth creulon had just ended in Holland. Hiraeth sydd yn torri ’nghalon, Grandma died in January 1942. Pan fwy’ dyrma’ ’r nos yn cysgu No one knows how often I think Fe ddaw hiraeth ac a’m deffry. of her and still love her.

Hiraeth, Hiraeth, cilia, cilia This birthday celebration in 1942 Paid â phwysgo mor drwm arna’, was intended to make up for the Nesa tipyn at yr erchwyn others, and Grandma's candle Gad i mi gael cysgu gronyn. was lit along with the rest. The four of us are still doing well, and Tell me, masters of Wisdom from that brings me to the present what thing is longing made; date of June 20, 1942, and the And what is put in it that it never solemn dedication of my diary. fades through wearing it. I was born on June 12, 1929. I lived in Frankfurt until I was four. Gold fades, silver fades, velvet fades. Because we're Jewish, my father Message, from Prison letters Silk fades, immigrated to Holland in 1933. of Dietrich Bonhoeffer Everything fades - but longing never Our lives were not without fades. anxiety, since our relatives in Germany were suffering under Great and cruel longing breaks my Hitler's anti-Jewish laws. After heart, the pogroms in 1938 my two When I am sleeping at my heaviest uncles (my mother's brothers) at night. fled Germany, finding safe refuge Longing comes and wakes me. in North America. My elderly grandmother came to live with Go away longing and don’t wiegh so us. She was seventy-three years heavily upon me, old at the time. Let me have a moment of sleep. After May 1940 the good times View Cor Dinas’s performance: were few and far between: first https://www.youtube.com/watch? there was the war, then the v=4HFP_ZNbBmY capitulation and then the arrival of the Germans, which is when Is there any concern in the Old the trouble started for the Jews. Testament about saving one’s Our freedom was severely soul at all? Is not righteousness from Diary of Anne Frank restricted by a series of anti- and the kingdom of God on earth Jewish decrees: Jews were the focus of everything, and is SATURDAY, JUNE 20, 1942 required to wear a yellow star…; not Romans 3:14 too, the culmination of the view that in God alone is righteousness, and religions. Man’s religiosity makes with all its duties and problems, not in an individualistic doctrine him look in his distress to the its successes and failures, its of salvation? It is not with the power of God in the world; he experiences and helplessness. It next world that we are uses God as a deus ex machina. is in such a life that we throw concerned, but with this world as The Bible, however, directs us to ourselves utterly in the arms of created and preserved and set the powerlessness and suffering God and participate in his subject to laws and atoned for of God; only a suffering God can sufferings in the world and watch and made new. . . help. To this extent we may say with Christ in Gethsemane. That that the process we have is faith, and that is what makes a Barth was the first theologian to described by which the world human and a Christian. begin the criticism of religion. . . came of age was an abandonment but he set in place the positivist of the false conception of God, Dietrich Bonhoeffer (1906 -1945) doctrine of revelation which says, and a clearing of the decks for was a German evangelical pastor, in effect, “Take it or leave it”: the God of the Bible, who theologian, anti-Nazi dissident, and Virgin Birth, Trinity, or anything conquers power and space in the key founding member of the else, everything which is an world by his weakness. . . Confessing Church. His writings on equally significant and necessary Humans are challenged to Christianity's role in the secular part of the whole, which latter participate in the sufferings of world have become widely has to be swallowed as a whole God at the hands of a godless influential, and his book ‘The Cost of or not at all. That is not in world. One must therefore Discipleship’ has been described as accordance with the Bible. . . plunge oneself into the life of a a modern classic. It is a long way back to the land godless world, without of childhood. attempting to gloss over its Apart from his theological writings, But if we only knew the way! ungodliness with a veneer of Bonhoeffer was known for his There isn’t any such way, at any religion or trying to transform it. staunch resistance to Nazi rate not at the cost of dictatorship, including vocal deliberately abandoning our . . To be a Christian does not opposition to Hitler's euthanasia intellectual maturity. . . God is mean to be religious in a program and genocidal persecution teaching us that we must live as particular way, to cultivate some of the Jews. Like Anne Frank in this humans who can get along very particular form of asceticism. . . period, his life was in danger. He well without God. The God who but to be a human being. It is not was arrested in April 1943 by the is with us is the God who some religious act which makes a Gestapo and imprisoned at Tegel forsakes us. The God who makes Christian what he is, but prison for one and a half years. us live in this world without using participation in the suffering of Later, he was transferred to God as a working hypothesis is God in the life of the world.. . . Flossenbürg concentration camp. the god before whom we are During the last year, I have come After being accused of being standing. Before God and with to appreciate the “worldliness” associated with the July 20 plot to God we live without God. God of Christianity as never before. . . assassinate Adolf Hitler, he was allows Himself to be edged out of I don’t mean the shallow this- quickly tried, along with other the world and on to the cross. worldliness of the enlightened, of accused plotters, and then hanged God is weak and powerless in the busy, the comfortable or the on 9 April 1945 as the Nazi regime the world, and that is exactly the lascivious. It’s something much was collapsing, 21 days before Adolf way, the only way, in which God more profound than that, Hitler committed suicide. can be with us and help us. something in which the Matthew 8:17 (he took up our knowledge of death and Our Message today is one of infirmities, and bore the burden resurrection is ever present. . . Bonhoeffer’s letters from prison. It is of our sins) makes it crystal clear One must abandon every a wonderful example of his faith that it is not by his omnipotence attempt to make something of and for his fortitude, which is all the that Christ helps us, but by his oneself, whether it be a saint, a more remarkable given the weakness and suffering. converted sinner, a churchman . . circumstances in which it was This is the decisive difference This is what I mean by written. between Christianity and all worldliness-taking life in stride, Be Still My Soul it. But what about those people Spirit, is marvellous and plenteous the Lord is on thy side who self isolate out of choice grace. Bear patiently the cross of grief rather than necessity, and many of You are our clothing; for love you or pain those who do so, have a spiritual wrap us and embrace us. Leave to thy God to order and calling. You are our maker, our lover, our provide keeper. In every change He faithful will Teach us to believe that by your remain grace all shall be well, and all shall Be still my soul thy best, thy be well, and all manner of things shall be heavenly friend well. Amen. Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still my soul when dearest Glân geriwbiaid a seraffiaid friends depart (Sanctaidd Iôr) And all is darkened in the vale of tears Glân geriwbiaid a seraffiaid, Then shalt thou better know His fyrdd o gylch yr orsedd fry, love His heart mewn olynol seiniau dibaid, Who comes to soothe thy canant fawl eu Harglwydd cu: sorrow and thy fears Dame Julian of Norwich (1343 – Be still my soul the waves and after 1416) was an English Cytgan: winds shall know anchorite of the Middle Ages. She "Llawn yw'r nefoedd o'th His voice who ruled them while wrote the earliest surviving book ogoniant, in the English language written by a He dwelt below. llawn yw'r ddaear, dir a môr; woman, Revelations of Divine Love. rhodder iti fythol foliant, She lived practically her whole life Be still my soul the hour is sanctaidd, sanctaidd, sanctaidd in the English city of Norwich. hastening on Iôr!" During her lifetime, the city When we shall be forever with suffered the devastating effects of the Lord Fyth y nef a chwydda'r moliant; the Black Death of 1348–50 and uwch yr etyb daear fyth – When disappointment grief and the Peasants' Revolt, which "Sanctaidd, sanctaidd, sanctaidd!" fear are gone affected large parts of England in meddent, Sorrow forgot love's purest joys 1381. In 1373, aged thirty and so "Dduw y lluoedd, Nêr di-lyth!" restored seriously ill she thought she was on

Be still my soul when change and her deathbed, Julian received a Gyda'r seraff gôr i fyny, tears are past series of visions or "shewings" of All safe and blessed we shall the Passion of Christ. She gyda'r Eglwys lân i lawr, meet at last. recovered from her illness and uno wnawn fel hyn i ganu wrote two versions of her anthem clod ein Harglwydd View here: experiences. For much of her life, mawr: https://www.bbc.co.uk/programm Julian lived in permanent seclusion es/p04fys76 as an anchoress in her cell, which Holy cherubim and seraphim, was attached to St Julian's Church, a myriad around the throne above, Norwich. To close I would like to in a ceaseless train of sound,

read her most famous prayer. Let sing the praise of their dear Lord: Prayer of Dame Julian of us pray: Norwich

Chorus: In you, Father all-mighty, we have As Mental Health Awareness "Full are the heavens of thy glory, our preservation and our bliss. Week starts, how are you finding full is the earth, land and sea; In you, Christ, we have our lockdown? And how is it affecting to be given to thee forever is praise, restoring and our saving. you mentally? I suppose everyone Holy, holy, holy Lord!" You are our mother, brother, and finds their own way of dealing with Saviour. In you, our Lord the Holy Forever heaven swells the praise; Like a bridge over troubled Piano John Jones above the answering earth forever - water Producer Mike Williams "Holy, holy, holy!" they say, I will lay me down. "God of hosts, never-failing Lord!" Sail on silver girl Images: (from top):

With the seraph choir above, Sail on by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel with the holy Church below, Your time has come to shine A dove used for the sleeve for Karl Jenkins’s we do join like this to sing All your dreams are on their way The Armed Man CD an anthem of praise of our great See how they shine John Bunyan Window, Southwark Cathedral Lord: Oh, if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Elfed Lewis by Water Stoneman, 1949 © National Portrait Gallery, London View here: Like a bridge over troubled https://www.youtube.com/watch? water David ‘Gwenallt’ Jones v=gQsb7OfImk8 I will ease your mind William Williams ‘Pantycelyn’ Like a bridge over troubled water Giuseppe Verdi

Closing music: I will ease your mind. Nelson Mandela revisits Robben Island Prison Paul Simon Bridge over View here: The Robben Island Bible – Shakespeare’s Julius Troubled Water (sung by NHS Caesar Llandudno, May 2020) https://www.youtube.com/watch? v=WXISBPKrf2E (music starts at A performance of William Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar 1:52) Page from ‘The Robben Island Bible’ Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar annotated by Nelson Mandela

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