To Life, So Rich With Lovely Things

There is an incalculable silver lining to sorrow!

It reawakens us to life's wealth of joys

overflowing from God's fount of blessing! 

Our personal 'wealth' may differ in the details

but the Hand that grants it is

The Same and Changeless!

Ps.65:8 

The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders;

where morning dawns, where evening fades,

you call forth songs of joy.

A friendly book, a cup of tea...

The glory of heavens run wild...

The beauty of mother and child...

Each gear that turns the working world...

(are you ever blown away by how vital every single 'gear'

of the working world is?!!)

This life is rich with lovely things

The fount from which fresh morning rings...

This life is rich with lovely things

The fount from which fresh morning rings

As earth emerges, soft and still

To perch upon my window sill

A friendly book, a cup of tea

The precious gift of you-and-me

The humble happiness we feel

For handstitched quilt, or homecooked meal

The balmy breeze that melts the snow

The warm handshake to say ‘hello’

The smile across a crowded room

The bud instilled with perfect bloom

A front porch splashed with spring sunshine

A color-kindled laundry line

The glory of heavens run wild

The beauty of mother and child

The lamb that leaps in verdant mead 

That hand that doth the kindly deed

The laws of nature, undeterred  

The power of a gentle word  

Each fear in faith’s banner unfurled

Each gear that turns the working world

Each upsy-daisy where we fell

Each brook that tunes the sylvan dell

The green of youth, the sage of age

The thrill that fills the empty page

With lure of lyrics, wild and free

(The poet’s sweet insanity)

…for time and ink are not enough

Where the inventory of love

Pray, stirs a constant, conscious laud

For blessings from our gracious God

For unchartered, uncharted ‘new’

For common wealth of Task to Do

For much to touch and taste and learn

From Time's momentous no-return

Forbid, lest care our visage dims

We stumble on a vault that brims

With wonderment, God's goodness brings

To life, so rich with lovely things

© Janet Martin

Psalm 65

Praise awaits[b] you, our God, in Zion;

to you our vows will be fulfilled.

2 You who answer prayer,

to you all people will come.

3 When we were overwhelmed by sins,

you forgave[c] our transgressions.

4 Blessed are those you choose

and bring near to live in your courts!

We are filled with the good things of your house,

of your holy temple.

5 You answer us with awesome and righteous deeds,

God our Savior,

the hope of all the ends of the earth

and of the farthest seas,

6 who formed the mountains by your power,

having armed yourself with strength,

7 who stilled the roaring of the seas,

the roaring of their waves,

and the turmoil of the nations.

8 The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders;

where morning dawns, where evening fades,

you call forth songs of joy.

9 You care for the land and water it;

you enrich it abundantly.

The streams of God are filled with water

to provide the people with grain,

for so you have ordained it.[d]

10 You drench its furrows and level its ridges;

you soften it with showers and bless its crops.

11 You crown the year with your bounty,

and your carts overflow with abundance.

12 The grasslands of the wilderness overflow;

the hills are clothed with gladness.

13 The meadows are covered with flocks

and the valleys are mantled with grain;

they shout for joy and sing.

Fernando Ortega-Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing with lyrics