All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
The purple headed mountains,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;−
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,−
He made them every one:
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
We gather every day;−
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
(Amen)
—All Things Bright and Beautiful, hymn by Cecil F. Alexander
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1 comment:
One of my mostest favourite hymns: one rarely sees the complete text. However, am having a tricky time with the title of the entry. These avaricious (spelling?) creatures are far from hungry, but WE might well end up starving to death, considering the amount we spend each week feeding these darling creatures, both furry and feathered! They prefer sunflower hearts to anything else, please!
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