Of Original, Age-old Hymns (or Bloom of Hymns)

Happy, Happy October! Today's hymns have never been heard beforein this new day the Lord has made,and yet, they are as old as Time!Come, let us adore HimLet's rejoice and be glad!For soon the hymn that spills the hourwill fade like petals from the flowerOh, what a pity if we missThe bloom of hymns that Today Is! We celebrated the last supper of September 2022with quickly dwindling garden-fareFresh garden-slaw with stuffed red peppers! Then, though this was all I could see of the spectacular sunsetit was enough. September's Last Love Song... This is the (first October 2022) day the Lord has madeWe will rejoice and be glad in it.Psalm 118:24 The earth is like a fount that brimsWith woodland, field and garden hymnsThe Author of its melodiesInstills His praise in hills and trees/ (and skies and seas)In notes that dazzle through the dellWhere, not by chance, Darling Brook fellTo draw us from the pressing gaitOf hurried traffic, always lateTo theaters with grassy banksWhere we may pause in humbled thanksTo He who does not cease to writeMasterpieces of sheer delightWoven through thorns that hold the roseTo soothe the wounds that thorn bestowsAnd heal the hunger of the heartWith songs that nature’s throngs impartUntil we too lift our voiceReminded simply to rejoiceIn this, ‘the day the Lord has made’The glory of His love displayedAs mercy fills the fount that brimsWith original, age-old hymns © Janet Martin I wanted to meander home from a few errands yesterdayuntil aghast, I glanced in the rear-view mirror to see a line of traffic piled up behind me...The hill and curve thoroughfare, woven enchantingly through first-autumn vistas, made it impossible to pass😅😜Oops! I was both apologetic and vexed!I guess that's what back roads are for but then we end up with a dirty vehicleand vexed Hubby! Reminds me of last weekend when Father asked Daughter howshe could get such a dirty car when all the roads from point A to Be are paved!!'Well,', confessed Daughter, 'I took a different way, Because the sideroad looked so pretty!' Her father chided. Vexed!Her mother beamed with pride(For) what are a few mud-flecks comparedTo dirt-road countryside! 💓😍😅