Ilkeston - Easter Walk Of Witness
w/e 11 April 2004

Good Friday Witness

The Good Friday Walk of Witness, organised by the Ilkeston Area Council of Churches was blessed with fine weather once again this year. After assembling in St Andrew's Methodist Church for the introduction and welcome, the walk interspersed at various places on the way with hymns and dramatised readings proceeded up Bath Street to the Market Place.

Bind Us Together

Most if not all the local churches and denominations were represented but walked as one in Christ.

Bind us together, Lord, bind us together.
--- Bob Gillman ---
Were You There?

On the steps of The Roundhouse public house, a re-enactment of the trial of Jesus was played out.

When I needed a neighbour were you there, were you there?
When I needed a neighbour, were you there?
And the creed and the colour and the name won't matter, were you there?
--- Sydney Carter ---
Follow Me

As market traders continued selling and people went about their daily business, the procession continued in silence apart from a solitary drum beat, behind the simple wooden cross.

"Take up thy Cross," the Saviour said, "if thou wouldst my disciple be;
Deny thyself, the world forsake, and humbly follow after me."
--- Charles W. Everest ---
There Is A Green Hill

The dramatised reading of the crucifixion took place in the Garden of Remembrance by St Mary's Church where the steps substituted for Golgotha.

There is a green hill far away, outside a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified, who died to save us all.
--- Cecil Frances Alexander ---
The Old Rugged Cross

The walk concluded with an address while the empty cross overlooked the Market Place. As the people dispersed, many made their way to the United Reformed Church on Wharncliffe Road where refreshments were being served, to continue their Christian fellowship.

In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine a wondrous beauty I see;
For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died to pardon and sanctify me.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross' till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross, and exchange it some day for a crown.
--- George Bennard ---
When I Survey

That sorry cross of desperation on Friday had by Sunday been replaced and transformed into one of glory.

When I survey the wondrous cross on which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride.
--- Isaac Watts ---

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