Actually, it's a hymn, which sometimes finds its way into the Anglican Church.
I have a distinct memory of it from school assemblies in my young, carefree, pre-masturbation days, when at 8.45 am all us boys would go trip-trapping across the yard into the hall, ageless red copies of "Hymns Ancient and Modern" tucked under one arm, or perched on head, or held aloft and headbanged on when someone discovered the "Pie Jesu domine, dona eis requiem" scene in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. If I remember correctly, it was number 363, just over the page from 364, which was the oversung "God is Love, let Heavn' adore him." Yes, we spent hours trying to work out exactly how this went, because of THOSE WORDS! THOSE WORDS! They're AWESOME!
"God of concrete, God of steel,
God of piston and of wheel,
God of pylon, God of steam,
God of girder and of beam,
God of atom, God of mine:
all the world of power is thine.
Yes, this is pretty hot stuff. This is a hymn for your average churchgoing cybergoth. It's all about science, and industry, and research, and all that jazz. Yeah.
Dr Rowan Williams is constantly up in arms about church attendance declining. Young People Today don't see religion as relevant to them (notwithstanding certain Christian rappers that hang out in Hackney from time to time, as a friend of mine knows personally). But this is a golden opportunity for the Church, though. A chance to get bums on pews. If we got a bunch of Bishops belting this out to its delightful, angular melody, with an industrial metal band covering it... oh yes. Bums on pews all round.
On a serious point, though, I'm pretty sure that this little number slightly proves that you don't need to have science and religion in opposition.
(Node 17 of my 30 IRON NODES. I will hit the target, dammit!)