Your pictures say it all! Beautiful! I can't wait til our trees bloom. When I look out at the mountains each morning, I think "thy might sets fast the mountains." Barbara
Psalm 65:6, though what I was quoting is actually out of the hymn, #111 in the blue Trinity, written by George Webb in 1837. I had to look up the verse but the hymn keeps running through my head!
Thy might sets fast the mountains; strength girds Thee evermore To calm the raging peoples and still the ocean’s roar. Thy majesty and greatness are through all lands confessed, And joy on earth Thou sendest afar, from east to west.
To bless the earth Thou sendest from Thy abundant store The waters of the springtime, enriching it once more. The seed by Thee provided is sown over hill and plain, And Thou with gentle showers dost bless the springing grain.
The year with good Thou crownest, the earth Thy mercy fills, The wilderness is fruitful, and joyful are the hills; With corn the vales are covered, the flocks in pastures graze; All nature joins in singing a joyful song of praise.
The tune is at cyberhymnal.org if you want to hear it and don't have the hymnbook. It may also be on the OPC website. We sang it often at our church in Lynchburg. Barbara
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Your pictures say it all! Beautiful! I can't wait til our trees bloom. When I look out at the mountains each morning, I think "thy might sets fast the mountains."
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I love it, Barbara! Where is that verse?
ReplyDeleteWooohh, so glorious!
ReplyDeletePsalm 65:6, though what I was quoting is actually out of the hymn, #111 in the blue Trinity, written by George Webb in 1837. I had to look up the verse but the hymn keeps running through my head!
ReplyDeleteThy might sets fast the mountains;
strength girds Thee evermore
To calm the raging peoples
and still the ocean’s roar.
Thy majesty and greatness
are through all lands confessed,
And joy on earth Thou sendest
afar, from east to west.
To bless the earth Thou sendest
from Thy abundant store
The waters of the springtime,
enriching it once more.
The seed by Thee provided
is sown over hill and plain,
And Thou with gentle showers
dost bless the springing grain.
The year with good Thou crownest,
the earth Thy mercy fills,
The wilderness is fruitful,
and joyful are the hills;
With corn the vales are covered,
the flocks in pastures graze;
All nature joins in singing
a joyful song of praise.
The tune is at cyberhymnal.org if you want to hear it and don't have the hymnbook. It may also be on the OPC website. We sang it often at our church in Lynchburg.
Barbara
Really really gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jean-Marc, I'm always sorry to see the leaves come in on those trees because it means the blossoms are going away . . .
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