Hymn: Star Trekkin'
Archdruid: In the end, we're all just red-shirts on God's star ship.
Hnaef: There's Klingons on the starboard bow, Archdruid.
Archdruid: Mr Scott, set the photon torpedoes to 83-gun salute.
All: Beam her up, someone
Archdruid: Worship the Lord your God.
All: For that is logical.
Archdruid: Do not fall in love with aliens like Capt Kirk does.
All: For they shall surely perish in unexpected ways.
Archdruid: And do not tribble yourself about tomorrow - what colour shirt you shall wear.
All: For sufficient unto the day are the tribbles thereof
Archdruid: Those who live by the photon torpedo
All: ....shall die by the photon torpedo.
Archdruid: How logical are those who teleport.
All: For they shall inherit someone else's earth.
Psalm 3 ("Thou, Lord, art a deflector shield about me")
Archdruid: Mr Spock has boldly gone where many have gone before.
All: Unto the final frontier.
Archdruid: We know he won't be coming back for now.
Scotty: Ye cannae break the laws of physics.
Archdruid: And we'll surely hear from George Takei soon.
All: To boldly share like no Facebook user has shared before.
Archdruid: But we say, Leonard Nimoy who was the best alien of all: The Lord bless you and keep you. The Lord make his face shine upon you. The Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace. [ False ears and Vulcan salute everyone..... ]
All: Live long and prosper.