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When you enter our daylily gardens you will see a sign which reads ‘This is my Father’s World’.  Many recognize it immediately but some have asked what it means.  By profession I was a singer.  This was the first solo I sang in church at the age of nine.  I will always be very fond of it.  You see as you scroll through the website this time some of my favorite hymns displayed.  I hope that they bring comforting thoughts to mind because…it is our Father’s world.

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Ezekiel
Word of Honor
King’s Business
Glorious Grace

1 This is my Father’s world,
And to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas–
His hand the wonders wrought.

 

2 This is my Father’s world:
The birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world:
He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.

 

3 This is my Father’s world:
O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world:
Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns; let earth be glad!

 

Sing Joyfully, 1901

Author: Maltbie D. Babcock

Royal Master

Celestial Shore
Westbourne Gift from God
Gift of Grace
Forever Redeemed
Siloam Amazing Grace


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“Consider the lilies, how they grow;

they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you,

even Solomon in all his glory was not

arrayed like one of these.”

~ Matthew 6:28-29


 


Beauty is for “seeing” –
For revelation and appreciation –
A means to lift the mind of man
Above the common things of life
To higher levels of creative thought.

 

 


Beauty is for “seeing”…
For beauty is a quality that is possessed
In some degree, by all things everywhere…
A quality we may perceive
Through sight and sound –
Through smell and taste and touch –
And intuition –
In all that lies around us…



An intrinsic quality that we may find
In trees and grass and wayside flowers,
In earth and sky,
In sunset lights,
In songs of birds, and children’s laughter,
In face and form and character,
In all creative art –
And even in the chimney smoke
Against the background of the dawn…



A quality that, when perceived,
Brings deep fulfillment, harmony of thought,
And inner peace.
But beauty goes beyond the level
Of unaided senses:
Under the microscope a blade of grass
Displays a wondrous beauty –
Row upon row of glistening cells
In orderly array…


And – through the telescope –
The heavens declare a glory
Far beyond what David’s eye could see:
The infinite wonders of the star-filled sky
In the “great spaces of the field of night”…
All these bring revelation and appreciation.


So beauty – when perceived –
Becomes a memorable experience:
The “Fifth Dimension” – in the realm of Spirit –
Transcending Length, and Breadth, and Height,
And Time…

A “dimension” which includes
Both object an observer;
That – linked with purpose and with order –
Reveals to man the “God incarnate here”
In whom we “live and move –
And have our being”.

~Hans Ernst 1971

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Gardening from all of us here at Arrasmith Farm.
Harriet, Jackie, Tina, Hana and Annette