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Sunday, August 31, 2008

For the Beauty of the Earth


My husband grows a beautiful flower called angel's trumpet each year. The one is just beginning to open.


For the beauty of the earth,
For the glory of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.

For the wonder of each hour
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree and flower,
Sun and moon, and stars of light,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.

For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child.
Friends on earth and friends above,
Pleasures pure and undefiled,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.

For Thy Church that ever more
Lifts her holy hands above,
Offering up on every shore
Her pure sacrifice of love,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.


The words on my heart today come from a hymn written in 1864 by Folliott Sandford Pierpoint. Found in the Moravian hymnal, it has always been one of my favorites.

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