Wednesday, November 24, 2010

A Hymn of Thanksgiving

The leaves of this crepe myrtle right outside our back door were glorious with yesterday’s late afternoon sun shining through.

I’ve been busy with painting rooms again, trying to spruce everything up for the holidays! And yesterday I painted a coffee table, which was a curbside find I’ve been using in the parlor.

We were planning a trip to Florida to join family for Thanksgiving, but Paul has an infection from an abrasion on the bottom of his foot, and is on crutches for a few weeks, so we decided not to make the trip this year. Instead, we’re going to some friends’ house in town for our holiday dinner. I’m bringing snickerdoodles and blackberry cobbler. Yum.

Just wanted to pop in and wish you all and Happy Thanksgiving, and share one of my absolute favorite hymns, For the Beauty of the Earth, words by Folliott S. Pierpoint:

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 hymn
of grateful praise.

For the beauty of each hour,
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale,
and tree and flower,
Sun and moon,
and stars of light.

For the joy of ear and eye,
For the heart and mind’s delight,
For the mystic harmony
Linking sense to sound and sight.

For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth
and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts
and mild.

For each perfect gift of Thine,
To our race so freely given,
Graces human and divine,
Flowers of earth and buds of Heaven.

Lord of all, to Thee we raise,
This our hymn
of grateful praise.

Happy Thanksgiving, all!

1 comment:

Elizabeth McCrindle said...

A beautiful post Karen....send Thanksgiving wishes across the Pond to you and yours :)