Tuesday, January 29, 2013

On A Sunset

Praise God, so plentiful in glory,
He sprays it, splashes, drips it down
on even earth and sky below,
swelling clouds vermillion pink
and sets these jumbled glowing stones
on pavement of sapphire,
as the heavens for clearness,
betrayed by the moon to be the common sky,
everywhere above us unnoticed,
but today, o ho, the seat of
God's effulgent glory
strewn eastward by the fleeing sun.

Praise God, so plentiful in glory,
He hoards it not in the highest heaven,
but as our benefactor bestows it on the earth;
His earth, our earth, vice-regents in His land,
made thus for what if not to
Praise God, so plentiful in glory.

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