ALPORT LOVE FEAST C.M Bingham (Edale)(The Peakland Methodist Magazine August, 1935)

This poem was contributed by Helen and Brian Armitt and typed up for us by Jennifer Fox. 

Helen and Brian have supported and encouraged us at Chapel, and contributed more modern and less mouldy hymn books for our use.  Brian also gave us two of his CDs of hymns which could be sold when we were raising money for our refurbishment.

Jennifer has been a constant encouragement.  She also helped us with our fund raising by researching and producing a slide show and talk about the origins of the Lovefeast and Chapel.

Here is the poem :

ALPORT LOVE FEAST

An old grey barn, but full of memories sweet,

This is a quiet spot for Christian folk to meet;

So far from the busy cities, and close to the

       rugged moor,

You’ll find a sacred peace that you never knew before.

 

It’s only a simple service, but we know there’s

        an unseen guest,

And we linger awhile in this hamlet, till the sun

         sets in the West;

We think of the folk who have tramped here, in

          years that have rolled away,

From villages, dales and hamlets, they walked

          in the cool of the day.

 

Each year in that grey old building, we know

           there’s a break in the chain,

But youth is answering the call here, and the

           Love Feast will remain;

Your could almost sit and imagine, if you let your

            thoughts go astray,

That you hear John Wesley riding, riding on his way.