And Hymn Too

Doesn't everyone randomly get hymns stuck in their head for days on end? Oh, okay, just me. I figured. ;-) I had to share this one with you, though, as I thought it a particularly beautiful piece of poetry - and so many of these old songs don't deserve the slow slide into utter obscurity that seems to be their fate. This song is commonly called The Calligrapher's Hymn, formally titled The Love of God, and I just want to share with you this one verse:

Could we with ink the oceans fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above
Would drain the oceans dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky
Oh love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless, and strong
It shall forevermore endure
The saints and angels' song

I love it, and think it's such an incredibly beautiful picture. If you're so inclined, think on it a little, and give thanks.