I have always loved the books by James Herriot and this song seemed appropriate to how I feel today.
Words: Cecil F. Alexander, Hymns for Little Children, 1848. Alexander is believed to have written these lyrics at Markree Castle, near Sligo, Ireland. Music: "Royal Oak," 17th Century English melody; arranged by Martin F. Shaw, 1915
Alternate tune:
"Bright and Beautiful," by William H. Monk "Gerald," Louis Spohr, 1834
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.
The purple headed mountains, The river running by, The sunset and the morning That brightens up the sky.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.
The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them every one.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.
The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water, To gather every day.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.
Pam
"We must be willing to let go of the life we had planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us"
