Our Father’s Green World

 

“This is my Father’s world:
  I rest me in the thought
  Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas—
  His hand the wonders wrought”
Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901

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  1. This awesome Creation God hath made
    can be awesomely cruel;
    the desert sun a murder-blade,
    the snow a killing-tool.
    I’ve seen the calm beyond the storm
    and the aeroplane dashed to earth;
    did this world arise in form
    from the source of Virgin Birth?
    The dreadful majesty that we behold
    comes from a line of sin
    and its pre-eminence is foretold
    in strife we cannot win.
    But in its rage we see the measured sense
    of our blood-bought inheritance.

    • Shirlee Abbott says:

      Andrew, your poetic comment brings to mind more from Babcock’s lyrics:
      “That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
      God is the ruler yet.”

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