Monday, December 24, 2012
The Church of Unbent Knees
Christopher Morley (1890-1957), "The Church of Unbent Knees," in Songs for a Little House (New York: George H. Doran Company, 1917), p. 39:
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As I went by the church to-dayRelated post: The Religion of the Fields.
I heard the organ cry;
And goodly folk were on their knees,
But I went striding by.
My minster hath a roof more vast:
My aisles are oak trees high;
My altar-cloth is on the hills,
My organ is the sky.
I see my rood upon the clouds,
The winds, my chanted choir;
My crystal windows, heaven-glazed,
Are stained with sunset fire.
The stars, the thunder, and the rain,
White sands and purple seas—
These are His pulpit and His pew,
My God of Unbent Knees!
