Archive for the ‘Nature 1800s’ Category

When Spring Unlocks the Flowers   2 comments

meadow-of-flowers

Above:  Meadow of Flowers

Image in the Public Domain

Text by Reginald Heber (1783-1826)

Hymn Source = The English Hymnal (1906), The Church of England

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When spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil;

When summer’s balmy showers refresh the mower’s toil:

When winter binds in frosty chains the fallow and he flood;

In God the earth rejoiceth still, and owns his Maker good.

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The birds that wake the morning, and those that love the shade;

The winds that sweep the mountain, or lull the drowsy glade;

The sun that from his amber bower rejoiceth on his way,

The moon and stars–their Maker’s name in silent pomp display.

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Shall man, the lord of nature, expectant of the sky,

Shall man alone, unthankful, his little praise deny?

No; let the year forsake his course, the seasons cease to be,

Thee, Master, must we always love, and Saviour, honour thee.

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The flowers of spring may wither, the hope of summers fade,

The autumn droop in winter, the birds forsake the shade;

The winds be lulled, the sun and moon forget their old decree;

But we, in nature’s latest hour, O Lord, will cling to thee!

Posted February 23, 2017 by neatnik2009 in Nature 1800s, The English Hymnal (1906)

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I Praised the Earth, in Beauty Seen   1 comment

lavender-field

Above:  Lavender Field

Image in the Public Domain

Text by Reginald Heber (1783-1826)

Hymn Sources = The Hymnal 1940 (1943), The Episcopal Church; and The Hymnal 1940 Companion (1949)

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I praised the earth, in beauty seen,

With garlands gay of various green;

I praised the sea, whose ample field

Shone glorious as a silver shield;

And earth and ocean seemed to say,

“Our beauties are but for a day.”

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I praised the sun, whose chariot rolled

On wheels of amber and of gold;

I praised the moon, whose softer eye

Gleamed sweetly through the summer sky;

And moon and sun in answer said,

“Our days of light are numbered.”

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O God, O Good beyond compare,

If thus thy meaner works are fair,

If thus thy bounties gild the span

Of ruined earth and sinful man,

How glorious must the mansion be

Where thy redeemed shall dwell with thee!

Posted February 23, 2017 by neatnik2009 in Nature 1800s, The Hymnal 1940 (1943)

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Lord of the Harvest, Thee We Hail!   1 comment

Cranberry Harvest in New Jersey

Above:  Cranberry Harvest in New Jersey

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn Source = American Lutheran Hymnal (1930) American Lutheran Church (1930-1960) and its immediate predecessors

Text (1838) by John Hampden Gurney (1802-1862)

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Lord of the harvest, Thee we hail!

Thine ancient promise doth not fail;

The varying seasons haste their round,

With goodness all our years are crowned;

Our thanks we pay

This festal day;

O let our hearts in tune be found.

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Lord of the harvest!  All is Thine:

The rains that fall, the suns that shine,

The seed once hidden in the ground,

The skill that makes our fruits abound;

New ev’ry year

Thy gifts appear;

New praises from our lips shall sound.

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Immortal honor, endless fame,

Attend th’Almighty Father’s name;

Like honor to th’Incarnate Son,

Who for lost man makes redemption won;

And equal praise

We thankful raise

To Thee, blest Spirit, with them One.

The Glory of the Spring How Sweet!   1 comment

River in Mountains Spring Time

Above:  River in Mountains Spring

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn Source = Hymns of the Spirit for Use in the Free Churches of America (1937), American Unitarian Association and Universalist Church of America

Text (1867) by Thomas Hornblower Gill (1819-1906)

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The glory of the spring how sweet!

The newborn life how glad!

What joy the happy earth to greet

In new, bright raiment clad!

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Divine Renewer, thee I bless;

I greet thy going forth;

I thee love in the loveliness

Of thy renewed earth.

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But O these wonders of thy grace,

These nobler works of thine,

These marvels sweeter far to trace,

These new births more divine,–

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These sinful souls thou hallowest,

These hearts thou makest new,

These mourning souls by thee made blest,

These faithless hearts made true!

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Creator Spirit, work in me

These wonders sweet of thine!

Divine Renewer, graciously

Renew this heart of mine!

I Walk Amidst Thy Beauty Forth   1 comment

Landscape Summer Lake

Above:  Landscape Summer Lake

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn Source = Hymns of the Spirit for Use in the Free Churches of America (1937), American Unitarian Association and Unitarian Church of America

Text (1852) by Thomas Hornblower Gill (1819-1906)

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I walk amidst thy beauty forth,

My joy thy praise declares;

I bless thee with thy blooming earth,

I drink thy vernal airs.

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Those old eternal hills of thine,

What mighty cheer they breathe!

What fulness of delight divine

Thy solemn stars bequeath!

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Each wonder of thy hand still makes

My gladness fresh and strong;

The glory of my God still wakes

The glory of my song.

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When cheer and strength my heart doth lack,

Thy gladness makes me whole;

Amidst thy summer I win back

The summer of my soul.

Summer Ended, Harvest O’er   1 comment

Autumn Trees

Above:  Autumn Trees

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1863) by Greville Phillimore (1821-1884)

Hymn Source = The Presbyterian Hymnal (1874), Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.

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Summer ended, harvest o’er,

Lord! to thee our song we pour,

For the valley’s golden yield,

For the fruits of tree and field;

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For the promise ever sure

That while heaven and earth endure

Seed-time, harvest, cold and heat

Shall their yearly round complete;

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For the care which, while we slept,

Watch o’er field and furrow kept,

Watch o’er all the buried grain,

Soon to burst to life again.

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When the reaping angels bring

Tares and wheat before the King,

Jesus! may we gathered be

In the heavenly barn to thee.

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Then the angel-cry shall sound,

Praise the Lamb; the lost are found;

And the answering song shall be,

Alleluia, praise to thee–

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Praise to thee, the toil is o’er;

Blight and curse shall be no more;

Lo! the mighty work is done:

Glory to the three in one.

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Praise to God for Things We See   1 comment

Daisy flower with petals on the green grass

Above:  Daisy

Image in the Public Domain

Text by Maria Matilda Penstone (1859-1910)

Hymn Source = The Hymn Book of the Anglican Church of Canada and the United Church of Canada (1971)

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1.  Praise to God for things we see,

the growing flower, the waving tree,

Our mother’s face, the bright blue sky

where birds and clouds go floating by;

praise to God for seeing.

2.  Praise to God for things we hear,

for sounds of friends who laugh and cheer,

the merry bells, the song of birds,

for stories, tunes, and kindly words;

praise to God for hearing.