Benedicite and Other Poems By Richard Wilton |
O all ye Fowls of the air, bless ye the Lord; praise Him
and magnify Him for ever.
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O all ye Fowls of the air, bless ye the Lord; praise Him and magnify Him for ever.
O all ye Birds of various wing,
Bless ye the Lord in joyful lays;
Whether in some dim forest-maze,
Unseen yourselves, your voices ring:
Or up through azure heights ye spring,
Bearing aloft melodious praise:
O all ye Birds of various wing,
Bless ye the Lord in joyful lays.
Bless ye the Lord in joyful lays;
Whether in some dim forest-maze,
Unseen yourselves, your voices ring:
Or up through azure heights ye spring,
Bearing aloft melodious praise:
O all ye Birds of various wing,
Bless ye the Lord in joyful lays.
Whether in garden-nooks ye sing,
Or warble by the public ways:
If but a simple trill ye raise,
Or but a cheery chirp ye bring:
O all ye Birds of various wing,
Bless ye the Lord in joyful lays.
Or warble by the public ways:
If but a simple trill ye raise,
Or but a cheery chirp ye bring:
O all ye Birds of various wing,
Bless ye the Lord in joyful lays.
Benedicite and Other Poems | ||