God's Grandeur

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade;
bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black
West went Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

G.M. Hopkins

Tri-incarnate Hymn

Life- O You are Life, life incarnate!
Though You drank our air
Your breath and being all being sustains
And holds together all that is-
Life now, and for ever more
Life and Light and Word incarnate
In the being of a man shod with bone
Sustainer- Holy One O Son of God!
Sustainer of life and light and word
You are incorrupt and pure ever holy-
O praise forever be O Son of Man!