Mrs Jessop’s daughter’s grown, Lord,
Since You were last here.
You know about the Allen girls
And Zoe and Huw’s marriage.
We kept You up to date, Lord, with
Village news but waited
Keenly for another visit.

And now You are here, Lord.
We welcome You to the old streets.
We’ve not forgotten You,
Hope You’ll stay,
Cut palms to greet hello
In the roadside fete,
Here to touch us holy. Lord?