Showing posts with label stars. Show all posts
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Sunday, July 1, 2018

God of Our Fathers, Whose Almighty Hand



(for Independence and other days)

1. God of our Fathers, Whose Almighty Hand
Leads forth in beauty all the starry band.
Of Shining worlds in splendor through the skies
Our grateful songs, before thy throne arise.

2. Thy Love divine hath led us in the past.
In this free land by thee our lot is cast.
Be Thou our ruler, guardian, guide, and stay.
Thy Word Our Law^, thy Paths our chosen ways*.

3. From wars alarms, from deadly pestilence,
Be thy Strong arm our ever sure defense*;
Thy true religion in our hearts increase,
Thy Bounteous goodness, nourish us in peace.

4. Refresh thy people on their toilsome way;
Lead us from night, to never ending day;
Fill all our lives, with love and grace^ divine*,
And glory, laud, and praise be ever Thine.

  ----Fr. Daniel C. Roberts, 1876; a priest in the Episcopal church, honoring our nation's centennial.

*I don't believe in trying to create "a Christian nation" here in America. We weren't told to create a theocracy in the New Testament.  But I am grateful that we live in a country where we can freely practice and share our faith.  I am hopeful and prayerful that neither the foolishness nor extremism on either the Right or the Left will ruin that for us here.

^While a nice enough hymn in its way, this hymn speaks nothing about grace & love actually coming from the suffering and death of Christ for our sins.



Friday, February 2, 2018

Good Friday

(Valentine's Day and Ash Wednesday arrive on the same day this year. This poem is an early preview for both.  It deals with the "heart" in the most important way.  It is a nice Lenten reflection, of course.)

Am I a stone, and not a sheep*,
That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross,
To number drop by drop Thy blood’s slow loss,
And yet not weep?

Not so those women loved
Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;
Not so fallen Peter, weeping bitterly;
Not so the thief was moved**;

Not so the Sun and Moon
Which hid their faces in a starless sky,
A horror of great darkness at broad noon –
I, only I.**

Yet give not o’er,
But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;
Greater than Moses***, turn and look once more
And smite a rock*.   --Christina Rossetti, 1866

*She's saying her heart is like a stone because she's not moved to tears over Christ's crucifixion like a "sheep", a "true follower" (John 10) would be.  She picks up the idea again at the end, asking Christ to break her heart of stone.

**The women at the cross, the repentant Peter, even one of the thieves crucified with Jesus were moved to sorrow.  Even the Sun was somehow darkened from about noon to 3 pm, at a time when it could NOT have been a solar eclipse (full Moon).  Nature itself expresses sadness, but the poetess indicates she feels strangely unmoved.

***Deuteronomy 18:  Christ was prophesied as the New Prophet, greater than Moses.  He is also the Shepherd (John 10; Psalm 23).   Moses broke open a rock to get water out of it (Numbers 20), but Christ does a greater thing by breaking open hearts of stone.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Jesus, and Could It Ever Be?

[based on Mark 8:38. Regarding being ashamed of Jesus before others now.*]

Jesus! and could it ever be
A mortal man ashamed of Thee?
Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine through endless days?   

Ashamed of Jesus? Sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star.
He sheds the beams of light divine
O'er this benighted soul of mine.  

Ashamed of Jesus? Just as soon
Let midnight be ashamed of noon.
'Tis midnight with my soul till He,
Bright Morning Star, bids darkness flee.  

Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend?
No; when I blush, be this my shame,
That I forgot His precious Name.  

Ashamed of Jesus? Yes, I might
When I've no guilt in Yahweh's sight:
No tear to wipe, no joy to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.  

Till then--nor is the boasting vain--
Till then I boast a Savior slain.
And oh, may this my glory be:
That Christ is not ashamed of me!

--Author: Joseph Grigg, 1765; Adapted Benjamin Francis, 1787; cmb, 2013




*from Mark 8:31, 34-38: "[Jesus] began to teach them that the Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the [religious leaders].  And that He must be killed and after three days rise again.  He called the crowd and said, 'If anyone wants to come after Me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For what does it profit a person to gain the whole world & lose his own soul?   What will a person give in exchange for his own soul?  For whoever is ashamed of Me and My words in this unfaithful and sinful generation, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when He comes back in His Father's glory with the holy angels.'" 

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Me and Baby Jesus

(A Houston Christmas)

A Way in a manger,
No hat for my head,
The little lord Jesus
At least had a bed.


The street lights above
Dim the stars in the sky....

Can He see me down here
As I close my eyes?   

  

"Hark" the corner carolers sing
And Army bellers with baskets ring.
Sirens sounding break the night,
Wholly, wholly, wholly fright.

Be near me lord Jesus
I beg you, I pray.
Don't ever leave me,
Or at least til it's day.


Bless me Father for I have sinned.
Come Lord Jesus, Be our Guest,
Quickly, Amen!


No crying He makes
Tho He took All our pain.
He's the Joy in my world,
A warm heart in cold rain.


        






Dogs bark, and babies wake,
Here I lay for Heaven's sake.
From Heaven He came,
To Heaven He'll take -
Me, and Baby Jesus.
 


--Carolyn Crandell Koch (c)2013



Author's commentary:   I was inspired to write this while at church I sat and sang, yet I thought about the men on the corner looking for work, or the homeless. I felt in contrast yet I also felt hope, as I know Jesus came down to save us from our lowest points of grief, pain, sin, and ultimately death.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

I Want to Walk as a Child of the Light

I want to walk as a child of the Light,          
I want to follow Jesus.
God set the stars to give light to the world,
The Star of my life is Jesus.

Refrain:

In Him there is no darkness at all.
The night and the day are both alike.
The Lamb is the Light of the City of God.
Shine in my heart, Lord Jesus.

---Kathleen Thomerson, 1970;  (c) 1975 by Celebration Music

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Huron Carol

['Twas in the Moon of Wintertime]

'Twas in the moon of wintertime
When all the birds had fled,
That God the Lord of all the earth
Sent angel choirs instead.
Before their light the stars grew dim
And wond'ring hunters heard the hymn:


Jesus, your King, is born;
Jesus is born!
In excelsis gloria!


Within a lodge of broken bark,
The tender Babe was found
A ragged robe of rabbit skin
Enwrapped His beauty round
And as the hunter braves drew nigh,
The angel song rang loud and high:


Jesus, your King, is born;
Jesus is born!
In excelsis gloria!


O children of the forest free,
The angels' song is true.
The Holy Child of earth and heav'n

Is born today for you
Come kneel before the radiant Boy
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy:

Jesus, your King, is born;
Jesus is born! 
In excelsis gloria!   

---Jean de Brebeuf; 16th century; translated J.E. Middleton, 1926 (altered)

http://www.hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com/Hymns_and_Carols/twas_in_the_moon_of_wintertime.htm

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Arcturus is his other name [untitled]*

Arcturus** is his other name,—
I ’d rather call him star!
It ’s so unkind of science
To go and interfere! ...

What once was heaven, is zenith now.
Where I proposed to go When time’s brief
masquerade was done*,
Is mapped, and charted too! .... 


Perhaps the kingdom of Heaven’s changed*!
I hope the children there
Won’t be new-fashioned when I come,
And laugh at me, and stare!

I hope the father in the skies*
Will lift his little girl,— 
Old-fashioned, naughty***, everything,—
Over the stile of pearl!   ---Emily Dickinson

*Dickinson is concerned (complaining?) about how science categorizes things she simply wants to "experience."  She expresses some tongue-in-cheek concern that heaven may be this way, also.
**"Arcturus" means "Guardian of the Bear"; it is between the Big Bear (Big Dipper) and Little Bear (Little Dipper Constellations.
***Acknowledges her personal sinfulness


Sunday, February 26, 2012

Psalm 8

O Yahweh, our Lord,
How majestic is Your Name in all the earth!

When I consider your heavens, the work of Your fingers,
The Moon and stars,
which You have set in place....


--- King David, from Psalm 8
(Crescent Moon, Venus [below left], Jupiter; February 25, 2012)

Saturday, September 3, 2011

God of Our Fathers





(posted for the 10th Anniversary of 9-11)


God of our fathers, whose almighty hand
Leads forth in beauty all the starry band
Of shining worlds in splendor through the skies
Our grateful songs before Thy throne arise.

Thy love divine hath led us in the past,
In this free land by Thee our lot is cast,
Be Thou our Ruler, Guardian, Guide and Stay,
Thy Word our law, Thy paths our chosen way.

From war’s alarms, from deadly pestilence,
Be Thy strong arm our ever sure defense;
Thy true religion in our hearts increase,
Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace.

Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way,
Lead us from night to never ending day;
Fill all our lives with love and grace divine,
And glory, laud, and praise be ever Thine.
-----Daniel C. Warren, 1876 (for our nation's centennial)
(this hymn, while written by a Christian, granted, does not have the saving grace of Christ spelled out in its text)

Monday, July 11, 2011

Great Is Thy Faithfulness*

1."Great is Thy faithfulness," O God my Father,
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not
As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.

(Chorus)
"Great is Thy faithfulness!" "Great is Thy faithfulness!"
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided—
"Great is Thy faithfulness," Lord, unto me!

2. Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

3.Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
Thy own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!


---Thomas Obediah Chisholm, 1923

*Based on Lamentations 3:22-24: "Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness." (NIV)

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Moonless darkness stands between










Moonless darkness stands between. 
Past, the Past, no more be seen! 
But the Bethlehem-star may lead me 
To the sight of Him Who freed me 
From the self that I have been. 
Make me pure, Lord: Thou art holy
Make me meek, Lord: Thou wert lowly
Now beginning, and alway: 
Now begin, on Christmas day.
---Gerard Manley Hopkins

Monday, January 4, 2010

Epiphany

'Lord Babe, if Thou art He We sought for patiently, 
Where is Thy court? 
Hither may prophecy and star resort; 
Men heed not their report.' – 


'Bow down and worship, righteous man: 
This Infant of a span 
Is He man sought for since the world began!' – 

'Then, Lord, accept my gold, too base a thing 
For Thee, of all kings King.' – 

'Lord Babe, despite Thy youth 
I hold Thee of a truth 
Both Good and Great: 
But wherefore dost Thou keep so mean a state, 
Low-lying desolate?' – 

'Bow down and worship, righteous seer: 
The Lord our God is here 
Approachable, Who bids us all draw near.' – 

'Wherefore to Thee I offer frankincense
Thou Sole Omnipotence.' – 

'But I have only brought Myrrh; no wise afterthought Instructed me 
To gather pearls or gems, or choice to see 
Coral or ivory.' – 

'Not least thine offering proves thee wise: 
For myrrh means sacrifice
And He that lives, this Same is He that dies.' – 
'Then here is myrrh: alas, yea woe is me 
That myrrh befitteth Thee.' – 

Myrrh, frankincense, and gold
And lo from wintry fold 
Good-will doth bring A Lamb, the innocent likeness of this King Whom stars and seraphs sing: 
And lo the bird of love, a Dove
Flutters and coos above: 
And Dove and Lamb and Babe agree in love: – 

Come all mankind, come all creation hither,
Come, worship Christ together. --Christina Rosetti; Before 1886

Friday, June 5, 2009

Making Known God's Glory

(an original translation of Psalm 19; verse numbering follows the Hebrew text)
(1) For the choir director. A song of David.
(2) The heavens are recounting
The glory of God*,
And their expanse makes conspicuous
The work of His hands.
(3) Day to day speech bubbles up,
And night to night knowledge is told.
(4) There is no speech nor are there words:
Their voice is not heard.
(5) [Yet] In the whole earth,
Their line has gone out,
To the end of the earth, their utterances**.
He has set up a tent for the Sun in them.
(6) And he [the Sun] is like a bridegroom
Coming out of his canopy;
He rejoices as a strong man
To run the course.
(7) From the end of the heavens
Is his going forth;
And his circuit is at the ends:
There is nothing hidden from his heat...
(8a) The Torah *** of Yahweh is perfect,
Turning back the soul...
(10b) The judgments of Yahweh are true,
They are altogether righteous...
(12) Also by them is Your servant warned;
In keeping them is great reward****...
(15) Let the words of my mouth
And the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your Presence,
O, Yahweh, my Rock and my Redeemer.
*St. Paul speaks in Romans 1:19 how all creation reflects God's divine power
**Romans 10:18 quotes this to show how evangelists have taken God's Word out into the world.
***"Torah" is sometimes translated "Law", due to old Jewish use. It more properly means the entire collections of Moses, the Prophets, and the special writings; in other words, the Old Testament. (Not all of the O.T. is "Law"!!)
****"Great reward"; following the best path usually provides its own rewards in this life by keeping you out of trouble. The teachings in the Bible keep you connected to Christ, who actually gives the eternal reward.




Saturday, January 3, 2009

To Bethlehem With Gladness

(An adaptation of the hymn "As With Gladness Men of Old")

As the Wise Men from of old
Did the guiding star* behold
As with joy they hailed its light,
Leading onward, beaming bright:
So, most gracious Lord, may we
Evermore be led to Thee.

As with joyful steps they sped
To Thy lowly cradle bed;
There to bend the knee before
Thee, Whom heaven and earth adore;
So may we with willing feet
Ever seek Thy mercy seat.

As they offered gifts most rare
At Thy cradle, rude and bare;
So may we with holy joy,
Pure and free from sin's alloy**,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to Thee, our
heavenly King.

Holy Jesus, every day
Keep us in the narrow way;
And, when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds Thy glory hide.

In the heavenly country bright,
Need they no created light:
Thou its light, its joy, its crown,
Thou its Sun*** which goes not down;
There forever may we sing
Alleluias to our King!
---William Chatterton Dix, 1860

*Numbers 24:17; it was prophesied that a Star would rise out of the Israelites, referring both to the actual star & to Messiah Jesus
**An alloy is something mixed in which diluted purity. Dix prays that we can offer our gifts to Christ with the greatest of purity, an admirable hope, but a condition we will not see perfectly in this lifetime.
***Messiah Jesus was to be the "Sun of Righteousness" who would rise "with healing in His wings." (Cf. the words of "Hark, the Herald Angels Sing.)

Friday, August 1, 2008

The Moon

The Moon was but a chin of gold*
A night or two ago,
And now she turns her perfect face
Upon the world below.

Her forehead is of amplest blond*;
Her cheek like beryl* stone;
Her eye unto the summer dew
The likest I have known.

Her lips of amber* never part;
But what must be the smile
Upon her friend she could bestow
Were such her silver will.

And what a privilege to be
But the remotest star!
For certainly her way might pass
Beside your twinkling door.

Her bonnet is the firmament,
The universe her shoe,
The stars the trinkets at her belt,

Her dimities** of blue.
---Emily Dickinson

*Imagery for the moon is usually "silvery." This uses more of the "yellow", and sometimes the Moon (esp. when full) does have a yellowish cast
**Dimity: A sheer, crisp (double-threaded; "di") cotton fabric. It is woven with raised stripes or checks and was used mostly for dresses or curtains.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Children of the Heavenly Father

Children of the Heavenly Father
Safely in His bosom gather;
Nestling bird nor star in heaven*
Such a refuge e'er was given.

God His own doth tend and nourish
In His holy courts they flourish.
From all evil things He spares them**;
In His mighty arms He bears them.

Neither life nor death shall ever
From the Lord His children sever**.
Unto them His grace He showeth
And their sorrows all He knoweth.

Though He giveth or He taketh
God His children ne'er forsaketh***;
His the loving purpose solely
To preserve them pure and holy.

---Karoline Sandell-Berg (Swedish), 1858; translated Ernst W. Olson

*Jesus said, "Aren't two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father's will. And even the hairs of your head are numbered. So stop being afraid: you are worth much more than many sparrows." Matthew 10:30. (Another song verse not given here--because it was clumsy in its translation---speaks of the numbering of the hairs.)
**Romans 8:28-39. God brings good out of all things and nothing can separate us from the love of God, not even death.
***When Job's first troubles came, he responded by saying, "Naked came I from my mother's womb and naked shall I return there [the dark "womb" of the grave]. Yahweh gives and He takes away; blessed be the Name of Yahweh." Job 1:21.

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Goin' Home

(adapted from a Black Spiritual)

Goin' home, goin' home;
I'm a-goin' home.
Quiet-like, some still day:
I'm just goin' home.

It's not far, just close by,
Through an open door;
Work's all done, care laid by:
Going to fear no more.

Nothing's lost, all gain;
No more fret nor pain.
No more stumbling on the way
No more longing for the day:
Going to roam no more.

Morning star* lights the way;
Restless dream all done.
Shadows gone, break of day:
Real life just begun.


Goin' home, goin' home;
I'm just goin' home:
It's not far, just close by,
Through an open door.
I'm just going home.

* Jesus is called the "Morning Star" in Revelations 22:16 & elsewhere

(used by Anton Dvorak as the basis for the "Largo" in his New World Symphony)

Monday, May 19, 2008

The Starlight Night

Look at the stars! look. look up at the skies!
O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
The bright boroughs*, the circle-citadels* there!
Down in the dim woods the diamond delves**! the elves' eyes!
The grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold*** lies!...
Ah, well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize.****
---from Gerard Manley Hopkins, 1877

*city images, as if the constellations were fortified cities
**the diamond-like stars dive down to the "land of elves"; (Hopkins nor I really believe in elves--it's just a fanciful & joyful flight of poetic symbolism)
***the light of the heavenly bodies is like "free gold" to anyone who takes the trouble to take it in, but it's gold in motion---it won't be there forever
****the prize comes from the purchase made by Jesus Christ; He died for your sins so all this, too, can be yours, along with the forgiveness and life you have in Him

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Joyful, Joyful We Adore You


Joyful, joyful, we adore You, 
God of glory, Lord of love
Make us bloom like flow'rs before You, 
Opening to our Sun* above. 
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness
Drive despair and gloom away; 
Giver of immortal gladness, 
Fill us with the light of day

All Your works with joy surround You, 
Earth and heaven reflect Your rays, 
Stars and angels sing around You, 
Center of unbroken praise. 
Field and forest, vale and mountain
Flow'ring meadow, cooling dew
Singing bird and flowing fountain 
Call us to rejoice in You. 

You are giving and forgiving, 
Ever blessing, ever blessed, 
Wellspring of the joy of living, 
Ocean depth of happy rest! 
God our Father, Christ our Brother, 
With the Holy Spirit One; 
Teach us how to love each other, 
Selflessly as You have done. 

 Mortals, join the happy chorus, 
Which the morning stars began
Father love is reigning o’er us, 
Christian love binds man to man. 
Ever singing, march we onward, 
Victors in the midst of strife, 
Joyful music leads us onward 
In the triumph song of life. 

---Henry van Dyke, 1907, 1911; adapted cmb 1990, 2007 
*Often a metaphor for Jesus "the 'Sun' of Righteousness; the 'Son' of God (Malachi)

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Ode to Joy

"The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, meekness, goodness, faith, gentleness, and self-control." Galatians 5:22-23.

Hi! I am JOY
A fruit of the Spirit;
I come to all Christians
But am often neglected.
I show up in small ways:
In a child's toothless grin,
In helping an old lady,
In a baby's slobbered chin.
I'm always near
Just take time to look---
I inhabit a rainbow
And an uplifting book.
I grace all your learning
When you "see the light."
I'm there when you make peace
And cool down a fight.
I'm among friends
Who love to go fishing,
Just drinking a beer*
And talking and wishing. . .
I brightened your folks
Before you were born,
Now I tag-along with YOU
As you weather life's storms.
I give true delight
In Christian commitment;
I pervade your soul
When you learn contentment.

I dance through creation
And make the stars twinkle
And fill the dry ground
When rain starts to sprinkle.
I'm there in all seasons
I love them ALL best.
After a day of hard work

Together we rest.
I'm the lush grass that tickles 
Your comfortable bare feet.
I enhance the mem'ries
When old buddies meet.
Sitting in church
I keep you awake
No matter how long
The service may take.
I'm there in fond mem'ries
You dwell on from home;
I hid in that pun
That caused you to groan.
I delight in your discovery
Of just Whose you are;
When you LIKE who He made you
Indeed we've come far!
I haunted the Maker
Before He made time;
When all was pronounced good,
The pleasure was mine.
I bestowed warmth upon earth
At Easter's SON-rise;
I'll escort you to heaven
When someday YOU rise!
I'm happy we've met,
I'll be a good friend;
I'll always be with you
My gifts NEVER end!"

A cheerful heart is good medicine,
But a broken spirit dries up the bones." Proverbs 17:22
---C. Marie Byars, 1984

*or "Coke"