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Where Christ walks through our city streets

1.
Where Christ walks through our city streets,
By Liffey’s turning tide,
The fox slips out at dusk to watch—
No heart is pushed aside.

2.
Not fear, nor cold respect we show,
But love that casts out shame;
The fruit of Spirit, lived in us,
Bears witness to his Name.

3.
Where gulls wheel high o’er Moore Street stalls,
And seals in harbour play,
His gentleness still draws us in
To walk his open way.

4.
Though some reject the peace he brings,
Or mock the grace he shows,
Still Christ keeps watch in patient hope
Till mercy overflows.

5.
O Breath of God, in Dublin’s wind,
Where sparrows rise again,
Let kindness shine like morning light
On every hill and lane.

6.
So may our lives, like Celtic prayers
Carved deep in stone and sod,
Proclaim the joy that welcomes all
And leads them home to God.

Hymn information 

First line: Where Christ walks through our city streets
Text: Michael McFarland Campbell
Metre: CM
Tune: Dunlap’s Creek, St Columba
Theme: Christ in the streets, Inclusion

Reflection

This hymn imagines Christ walking through Dublin itself—along the Liffey’s tide, past Moore Street’s stalls, beneath wheeling gulls and watchful foxes at dusk. The Gospel reminds us that Jesus did not avoid busy places. He walked among ordinary people, meeting them where they lived.

One line lies at the heart of the hymn: “No heart is pushed aside.” Again and again in the Gospels, those who were ignored or shamed found themselves drawn toward Christ. Holiness, in Jesus’ life, was not about distance from people but about drawing them closer to God’s mercy.

That is why the hymn echoes Saint Paul’s words about the fruit of the Spirit—love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. These are the quiet signs of Christ at work in a life.

Even when some reject the peace he offers, Christ remains patient, watching in hope until mercy has its way.

So the hymn ends as a prayer: that the Spirit might move through our city like Dublin’s wind—so that kindness shines like morning light on every hill and lane.

Copyright

© Michael McFarland Campbell. 2026. 
Permission granted for local church or parish use with attribution. Not for commercial reproduction