Pleasure it is To hear, iwis, The birdes sing. The deer in the dale, The sheep in the vale, The corn springing. God's purveyance For sustenance It is for man. Then we always To him give praise, And thank him than, And thank him than. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG OF ETERNITY IN TIME by SIDNEY LANIER SPECIAL PLEADING by SIDNEY LANIER PSALM 39, VERSE 5 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 24 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ILLIMITABLE by GAMALIEL BRADFORD A SUMMER NIGHT'S ENCHANTMENT by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |