Golden Gathering

orchidee



Adapted with permission from Angela & Brian's poem:

'Harvest in 19th Century America'

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Tune: Golden Sheaves

('To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise')

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Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard

It gathered with no discord

High heap the golden corn, for known

No richer gifts Autumn [has] shown

It best to love the hardy gift

To the Lord our praises lift

Gift of golden wheat fields bestowed

Before storms make their inroad

 

We sowed the seeds o'er hill and plain

In sunny May, now again

It did ripen, and as it grew

Marauding birds away flew

For we the seed from them did guard

Through bright June days it ne'er tired

But leaves did spring up green and fair

Midsummer's soft yellow hair

 

And now with Autumn's moonlit eves

The Harvest comes, man receives

Of the good produce of the land

All sent to us by God's hand

Ears from stalks are separated

The Lord He us again fed

Bringing the harvest home, we praise

God's provision through all days

 

Richer than was the fabled gift

Of Apollo, for we sift

With fair hands here the golden grain

Give thanks to God once again

Though Apollo, Greek god showered

And mythical times flowered

Yet truth be, God does create all

Meets needs of who on Him call

 

 

 

 

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 28th, 2019 01:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.7.8.7. 8.7.8.7. metre. The hymn in the clip starts at 2:00, and Fido appears at 3:50! The last verse of this poem could be a bit spurious if Harvest was attributed to Apollo.
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    BRIAN HERE ~ 9am SATURDAY a chance to RELAX from *The Trivial round the Common Task* ! I love the WEEKEND when I only have to work on FIELD COURSES and Research into COASTAL EROSION in the Coast of East Anglia. East Anglia is very RURAL so we do have some lovely HARVEST FESTIVALS in the Older Anglian Churches ~ very JOHN BETJAMEN ! Thanks for adapting our Poem of last week ! Angela & I never ever copyright anything we write or adapt ~ because the MUSE flows FREE and all our Poetry etc is freely avialable to anyone anywhere !. Thanks for highlighting the ARCHERS ~ My Dads favourite Radio Programme. He prefers RADIO (especially Classic FM & Radio 3 !) to TV. It enables him to Read while listening !

    Blessings to YOU & YOUR Censoring Cur !
    Love in the Spirit B & A 💙🧡💙🧡💙

    • orchidee

      Them trivial rounds and common tasks will furnish all we need to ask....., I believe is it how it goes. A lovely John Keble hymn. I'm not sure about John Betjeman now, recalling his murderous line 'Come, welcome bombs, and fall on Slough (UK)!' I know he didn't like the place, but no need to blow it up. Doh!

    • Mottakeenur Rehman

      Nice one,,,like your style!

      • orchidee

        Thanks Mott. As I say, I have adapted this from a poem by a couple on here.

      • Laura🌻

        Orchi,

        Thank you for sharing your beautiful write!
        I love the title!
        Upon hearing your words, my Aunt reminisced about her parents’ harvest days she remembers!

        ~Laura~🌻

        • orchidee

          Thanks Laura. The original is here, by Angela & Brian, couple of days ago. I've adapted it.

          • Laura🌻

            A fine adaptation!😊

          • Andrew Charles Forrest

            Yes it's that time of year we give thanks... Great write Orchi thanks for the blessing today
            Have a great weekend

            • orchidee

              Thanks Alta.

            • Alta H Mabin

              Ah, I love this. Such a great write.

              • orchidee

                Thanks Alta. That could be my imaginary 18+ 'watchdog' at 3:50 in the clip! Name is Fido, barks at anyone who should mark poems appropriate poems 18+, but 'forget' to do so! lol.

              • FredPeyer

                Thanksgiving is just around the corner. A timely and well written reminder to be grateful.

                • orchidee

                  Thanks Fred.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Harvest festival today, I will be singing for my supper.

                  • orchidee

                    Thanks Gold.



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