Tune: Morning Hymn
('Awake my soul, and with the sun')
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Psalm 23 v.1-2
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall
Not want, but of His goodness tell
And He makes me to lie down in
Green pastures, pleasantries therein
Psalm 23 v.4
Even though I walk through valley
Of the shadow of death, it be
That no evil will I fear there
For you the way with me do share
Psalm 24 v.1
The earth is the Lord's, its fullness
He created it, and does bless
The world and all that therein dwell
They of His providings do tell
Psalm 25 v.5
Show me your ways, O Lord, teach me
You God of my salvation be
On you do I wait all the day
Hear me now as I watch and pray
Psalm 25 v.9-10
The meek will He guide in justice
Meek and humble teach, true is this
All His paths mercy and truth be
To all who keep to His words, see
Psalm 26 v.2-3
Examine me, O Lord, prove me
Try my conscience and heart here free
For your loving-kindness it is
Before my eyes, your truth my bliss
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: March 16th, 2023 03:08
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.8.8.8. format.
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Comments3
Amen.
Thanks 2781
'lie down in Green pastures, pleasantries therein'.. got a deep suspicion you were having it away in a haystack, orchi.... and the very best of luck... though you had to pile on following stanzas to wriggle out of that one..... 😇!!!
Doh! I thought you might say - It's all right for some, wandering around in pastures - mind the cow pats! I'm going for a lie down now, in one of them pastures!
We will be in big trouble if you start putting words into my mouth orchi. I wouldn't dare put words into your mouth - I, believe it or not, have scruples.... all I will say is mind them cow pats...and get that grin off your face and that hay out of your hair.....
I never got anywhere in that haystack. I sat on a pitchfork someone had left in there. Doh!
That's your story, orchi. If (and that's a very big 'if') that is what happened, then you obviously need more practice. Ingratiate yourself with a nice milkmaid who strikes your fancy and invite her out to look at the night sky (works better in Australia) and ponder (near a haystack) the mysteries of the Universe... now seriously, you don't need any further instruction, do ya?
Much food for thought here my friend, I would say a veritable feast!
Thanks Bella.
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