Hear this, listen to me

Our precious world could end

The burning earth, the rising sea

What’s broken, we must mend.

Hear this, listen to me

Give all the help you can

Save earth’s dear creatures, set them free

Care for your fellow man.

Hear this, listen to me

Alone, we’re not enough;

But work together as a team

No storm will be too tough.

Hear this, listen to me

That, when the flood is past

We may a healthy planet see

And live in joy at last.

Small drizzles of the rain so soon

Turned into thunder, lightning, doom

And as a virus it shall spread

Thousands of innocent lives dead

O hear us when we cry to thee

For those in peril on the sea.

Through winds and waves our boat is tossed

We mourn our homes and all we’ve lost

We hope somehow we’ll make it through

So tell me now: what will you do?

O hear us when we cry to thee

For those in peril on the sea.

With all your help we can stay safe

And rise above the rising wave

The rain and thunder fin’lly cease

And give to all the planet peace

O hear us when we cry to thee

For those in peril on the sea.

Look after Pimlico, our home

A place that we can call our own

A caring, kind community

We live and learn in unity.

Look after buses, tubes and rail

Churchill Gardens, Chippendale

The Tate Britain, the groc’ry stores

The river Thames’ gentle shores.

Look after schools in Pimlico

That teach us all we need to know

There’s art to make and sport to play

And dear friends to see ev’ryday.

Look after neighbours, families

The flowers, animals and trees

All creatures young, old, big and small

Care for each other one and all.

Look after Earth and all it gives:

Our food, our home, the lives we live.

It keeps us safe, it keeps us warm

We must protect it from the storm.

Look after Pimlico, our home

A place that we can call our own

A caring, kind community

We live and learn in unity.

Lord Jesus, think on me,

And purge away my sin;

From earthborn passions set me free,

And make me pure within.

Lord Jesus, think on me,

Nor let me go astray;

Through darkness and perplexity

Point thou the heavenly way.

Lord Jesus, think on me,

When flows the tempest high:

When on doth rush the enemy

O Saviour, be thou nigh.

Lord Jesus, think on me,

That, when the flood is past,

I may eternal brightness see,

And share thy joy at last.

Eternal Father, strong to save,

Whose arm doth bind the restless wave,

Who bidd’st the mighty ocean deep

Its own appointed limits keep:

O hear us when we cry to thee

For those in peril on the sea.

O Saviour, whose almighty word

The winds and waves submissive heard,

Who walkedst on the foaming deep,

And calm amidst its rage didst sleep:

O hear us when we cry to thee

For those in peril on the sea.

O Sacred Spirit, who didst brood

Upon the chaos dark and rude,

Who bad’st its angry tumult cease,

And gavest light and life and peace:

O hear us when we cry to thee

For those in peril on the sea.

The spacious firmament on high

With all the blue ethereal sky

And spangled heavens, a shining frame.

Their great original proclaim.

Th’ unwearied sun from day to day

Doth his Creator’s power display,

And publishes to every land

The works of an almighty hand.

Soon as the evening shades prevail

The moon takes up the wondrous tale,

And nightly to the listening earth

Repeates the story of her birth.

Whilst all the stars that round her burn,

And all the planets in their turn

Confirm the tidings, as they roll,

And spread the truth from pole to pole.

What though in solemn silence all

Move round the dark terrestrial ball.

What though nor real voice nor sound

Amid their radiant orbs be found.

In reason’s ear they all rejoice.

And utter forth a glorious voice;

For ever singing as they shine,

‘The hand that made us is Divine.’