Music, Poetry, Scripture and Video

God of the Mess – Peter Kearney

Chorus:
God of the mess that we’re in,
You still bless us and feel every bump when we fall;
You see the good in our hearts
and you know how we struggle
You fathered and mothered us all.

1.
You see through the eyes of the child on the street
The man on the dole who drinks down defeat
The mother alone – her rent overdue
It’s not what you want but it’s true.

Chorus:
God of the mess that we’re in,
You still bless us and feel every bump when we fall;
You see the good in our hearts
and you know how we struggle
You fathered and mothered us all.

2.
The old man confused, the junkie in gaol,
The baby all bruised- a victim so frail;
Good things go wrong, we try and we fail
Over and over again.

Chorus:
God of the mess that we’re in,
You still bless us and feel every bump when we fall;
You see the good in our hearts
and you know how we struggle
You fathered and mothered us all.

3.
But the seasons turn round and wounds they can mend.
A neighbour comes round- you laugh in the end.
You take a deep breath and count up to ten
And start it all over again.

Final Chorus:
God of the mess that we’re in,
You still bless us and feel every bump when we fall;
You see the good in our hearts
and you know how we struggle
You fathered and mothered us all. (x3)
Oh yes, we know you did –
You fathered and mothered us all.