With the dawn of a new church year, we have launched a new feature on our website, a weekly post of poetry that resonates with the lectionary readings for that week.
*** Revised Common Lectionary ***
Liberty Hyde Bailey
Tell me, O Poet, where thou dost live
Show me the place whereon thou dost stand
Lead me to the crests that give
Thou wondrous scenes thou dost command
And let my waiting soul enwreath
The rarer airs that thou dost breath
Upon thy diamond shore.
He took me by the hand
And led me to my own hearthstone
We paused upon the wonted floor
And silent stood alone–
Till all the space was over-pent
With a magic wonderment;
And I found the Poet’s store
On the threshold of my door.
*** This poem is in the public domain,
and may be read in a live-streamed worship service.
This is the black sea-brute bulling through wave-wrack,
Ancient as ocean’s shifting hills, who in sea-toils
Travelling, who furrowing the salt acres
Heavily, his wake hoary behind him,
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