Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Luke 12:27
Words: J. W. Barker, in The Service of Praise, edited by J. Lincoln Hall et al. (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Hall-Mack, 1900), number 77, alt.
Music: C. Austin Miles (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Barker’s full name, or where to get a good photo him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
O the flow’rs of summer,
Blooms of every hue,
Take each one as coming
Straight from God to you;
Telling wondrous secrets
Of His power and love,
Wearing still the brightness
Of the home above.
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Flow’rs of summer, angel like are they;
Hear the message which they bring today;
He who curbs the ocean’s mighty pow’r
Painted every leaf and flow’r.
Just as earth’s creation
Showed the might of God,
So does every flow’ret
Springing from the sod;
He who guides the star worlds,
Curbs the ocean’s power,
With the same hand painteth
Every leaf and flow’r.
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Touch those sweet flow’rs gently,
So divinely dressed,
They are, in earth’s language
Thoughts of God expressed.
Thoughts of heav’nly glory—
Sweetness, purity,
Must not He who framed them
Wholly lovely be?
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