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The Dean: Beloved in Christ, be it this Christmastide our care and delight to hear again the message of the tabloids, and in heart and mind to go even unto Crucifix Lane and see this thing which is come to pass, and the Bishop lying in a gutter.
And because this of all things would rejoice His heart, let us remember in His name the lost and legless, the tired and emotional, the recipients of Irish hospitality, and all those who call upon the name of the Lord on the great white telephone.
All: Amen. We've been there.
THE GREETING
Bishop: I'm the Bishop of Southwark.
All: That's what you do.
Bishop: There's nothing I enjoy more than participating as fully as possible in Christmas receptions at the Irish embassy.
All: That's also what you do.
Bishop: Make mine a double.
All: You're off your face, your grace.
A CAROL
The Dean: Let us rise to sing hymn number one over the eight.
Carol: God Rest Ye Merry Clergymen (Tune: Butler's End)
THE LESSON
The lesson is read by the Hon. Harvey Wallbanger
Luke 5:17-26 – Jesus heals the paralytic
THE BRINGING OF THE GIFTS
The children may now bring forward their Christmas gifts for the Bishop to throw around the sanctuary, as is traditional.
THE FINAL BLESSING
Bishop: When all the fuss has died down, I'll probably retire quietly.
All: Thanks be to God.
RECESSIONAL
Organ works by Brahms and Liszt
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