Thursday, October 2, 2008

New Poet



A Doxology of Barns


Oh standing tall you split the sky
in red, white, weathered by and by.
Such praises from these boards you bring.
Is such a witness worth the King?

Of human hands that toil below
for corn and cows and blessings flow.
All livestock, grain, and hay within
trust not in human hands therein.

For sheltered barn and weathered board
trust goodness from your hand afford.
In keeping, guiding, tending care
farmer and old red barn doth share.

Now certainly such care and keep
do weathered, failing boards now speak.
Raise praises to come-coming King.
"Lord, gardener come soon!" they sing.

Come raise our boards and paint our doors.
Fill granary, use our hay mow floors.
Give light, restore the failing beam
cupola, roof above redeem.

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye Heavenly Host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.

by Phillip Jensen



Barns by Wolf Kahn

http://www.weberfineart.com/images/Thumbs/WK.DeepPurpleBarn.9273.jpg



http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Wolf-Kahn/Barn-in-a-Soft-Light-2002-Print-I11888877.jpeg
http://melindaschwakhofer.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/saltboxbarn.jpg


http://ebayimages.goantiques.com/dbimages/KZZ9157/KZZ9157LC1103.jpg

1 comment:

podso said...

Remember these pictures from the art gallery we went to near uptown? Quite awhile ago.